"Mr. Wen, welcome to Jicheng. This card is yours now."
"I hope you can defeat the Cosmetic Surgery Family soon."
An Rongzai put down the cue, handed the card to Wen Xishu with both hands, and also gave him a mobile phone:
"Any combat supplies you need, you can directly ask the first contact in the phone's address book, and he will find you."
Wen Xishu couldn't help but wonder, if An Rongzai's ambition were smaller, if he weren't intent on becoming a big fish in the Three-Tower Battlefield that couldn't be swallowed...
But instead peacefully guarding Jicheng, he could perhaps become Jicheng's Batman.
Financial support and firepower support are all in place, and then fighting crime in Jicheng seems to have a promising future.
But obviously, An Rongzai's ambition is still too great.
After taking the card and phone, Wen Xishu said:
"Alright, I understand."
After taking the card, Wen Xishu left in a whirlwind.
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