"You're dreaming." Suddenly, Director Deng's expression no longer looked as frightened as before, but became ferocious, and he laughed twice: "Do you think I can be blackmailed so easily?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Director Deng clapped his hands twice, and the door of the private room was violently opened. Five burly men swarmed in and surrounded Ling Cang. One of them, the leader, grabbed him He grabbed Ling Cang's collar and said, "Boy, what do you want?"
Ling Cang did not resist and allowed the other party to show off his power. He just said calmly: "What on earth I want is between me and Director Deng and has nothing to do with you."
"Things that have to do with me have to do with them." When Director Deng first started negotiating with Ling Cang, he looked like an elder who was accidentally caught, and therefore felt extremely regretful about his mistake. He tried to persuade Ling Cang with sincerity, but at this moment he acted like a vicious man, completely exposing his true nature and losing his demeanor as a teacher: "I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, Ling Cang, if you don't hand over all your things today, Just don’t expect to leave this hotel standing up."
"Can I still kill me?" Ling Cang smiled slightly and said nonchalantly: "But how do you dispose of the body? Besides, someone knows that I am here. If I don't go back, I will call the police."
"What you said is too cliche," Director Deng waved his hands impatiently, with strong disdain in his tone: "Do you still want to tell me that you saved a copy of these photos with a friend? If If something happens to you, your friends will hand over the photos to the police,"
"Yes," Ling Cang nodded vigorously: "You are so smart, you actually know what I want to say,"
"Fuck," Director Deng cursed heavily, and then said, "You can often hear these words on TV. I have scouted actors for many film and television dramas."
"I asked why domestic TV dramas are always so stupid. It turns out it's all caused by you guys," Ling Cang smiled, and then asked: "Since Director Deng is so smart, how are you going to deal with me next?"
"Don't worry, I won't kill you, but if you don't hand over the photos, I will have someone break your hamstrings and hand tendons." Director Deng laughed wildly a few times, and his expression became more ferocious and terrifying: "To tell you the truth, I am Senior police officers have many friends, and even if I kill you here today, you will only suffer the consequences of being dumb,"
"That's right." At this time, one of Director Deng's men sneered, pulled out a machete from his waist, and put it on Ling Cang's neck: "You do whatever Director Deng tells you to do, otherwise... ..."
The machete was pressed tightly against his neck, but Ling Cang didn't show any fear, which made Director Deng admire him a little. However, in a second thought, Director Deng felt that this did not necessarily mean that he had courage. It might be that this person looked like a high school student. The raw guy has gone crazy.
"But don't forget, Director Deng, since you can bring people here, I, Ling Cang, can do the same,"
"Are you kidding?" Director Deng burst into laughter, as if he had heard a very funny joke: "I decided the time and the place, and then I notified you of your arrival. When you came in, my people kept waiting. After careful observation, I found that you are alone, and your people are guarding the door now. If your people come here now, they will tell me in time,"
"Really? Director Deng is really thoughtful,"
"I have already secured this place, and my people have surrounded it just now. Even flies can't get in or out..." In order to enhance the deterrent effect, Director Deng played a long tone: "Now there's no one else but you and us,"
"Really, but you are such a smart person, why didn't you think of such a possibility..." After a pause, Ling Cang continued: "My people don't need to come with me, either. There is no need to come after me, you can come before you and I come,"
Director Deng's face changed slightly when he heard this: "What did you say?"
"Since you have already slapped me, now it's my turn..." Ling Cang said and slapped him several times. Director Deng and his subordinates immediately became nervous. However, they were on guard for a long time but did not find any Half a person appears.
"Fuck, you are quite funny," Director Deng's man waved the machete in his hand and asked with a smile: "Where are your people? Are they all asleep?"
Ling Cang chuckled: "Yes, I'm asleep, sleeping with your mother."
The man holding the knife was furious when he heard this: "I |fuck| your mother, what did you say? Have you had enough life?"
"I have lived enough, but you can't kill me. You have a broken knife that doesn't even have a fucking edge,"
"ah,"
Ling Cang took advantage of the opponent's stunned moment and suddenly hit the wrist holding the knife with his palm. Then he grabbed the opponent's collar with his other hand and threw him over his shoulder. Ling Cang always maintained his sitting posture. He kept a smile on his face and his movements were smart and neat, which made the person on the other side startled. Then he remembered that the guy was greeting Ling Cang.
Ling Cang ducked, then stood up, kicked his right foot back hard, and kicked the chair towards the opponent. Then Ling Cang rushed forward, picked up the knife that the person just threw on the ground, turned around and Give it a hard chop.
At this time, a man happened to rush up to Ling Cang. Before he could take action, he was hit on the shoulder by a machete. The knife was actually edged, but it was very blunt. Cutting with a blunt knife was even more painful. The man screamed in agony. He groaned and lay down on the ground.
At the same time, the door of the private room was suddenly kicked open, and a group of black figures rushed in, surrounding Director Deng and his group, and instantly subdued everyone who dared to resist.
These were people from the Holy See. They had been hanging around the hotel. Ling Cang knew that Director Deng was going to play some tricks, so he agreed on a time and asked them to rush in directly.
This means that although Ling Cang's conversation just now did not delay time, he was still counting the time. Just when the Holy See took action, Director Deng revealed his sinister look.
Although the Holy See is very surprised as to why the newly appointed Elder Adrian is always meddling in other affairs outside without fighting against the Illuminati. However, the elder is an elder after all, and no matter what he is told, as long as it is not against the fundamental principles of the Holy See , they will still obey.
What Director Deng brought was just a bunch of gangsters, while the Holy See brought a group of powerful superpowers. Comparing the two, it was clear which one was better and which was worse. The Holy See didn’t even need to use any weapons, they could kill everyone with just their bare hands. Everyone, but they would not do this because Ling Cang wanted to limit the matter to the smallest possible scope.
Ling Cang kicked the other person in the abdomen, then turned around and said with a smile: "Look, I didn't lie to you, right?"
Director Deng realized something was wrong and hurriedly shouted: "Stop, stop quickly,"
The situation was completely reversed. Director Deng looked at Ling Cang, and then at the Seventh Legion. He saw a tall, murderous figure standing there like a wall. His body trembled involuntarily, but his mouth trembled. Still very tough: "I'm warning you, figure out what you are doing, this is illegal..."
"Shut up," Li Pingwei stretched out his hand and slapped his shoulder. The old pervert's arm was dislocated. Just as he was about to shout, Li Pingwei grabbed his chin and pulled it down. As a result, his palate bone was also dislocated, and he was in great pain. He kept swaying like he was suffering from malaria, he was sweating all over his body, and his clothes were instantly wet as if he had just been fished out of the water.
"You've gone too far. How could you do this..." Ling Cang looked at Director Deng with a sad face and lectured: "You can only remove his arm if you remove it. How can you also remove the chin hook?" We have to let him speak, otherwise how can we negotiate,"
"Oh, I'm sorry..." Li Pingwei quickly raised his hand and placed Director Deng's chin on it.
Director Deng opened his mouth, moved his jaw, and said feebly: "It hurts me to death..."
Ling Cang spoke again: "Oh, the plucking has already been done. You can put it back on him later. How can he know how powerful we are if we don't let him suffer more?"
Director Deng heard the first sentence and felt that although Ling Cang loved money, he still had some sympathy. After hearing the next sentence, he suddenly realized that among everyone present, Ling Cang was the worst person.
Looking at the triumphant Ling Cang, he was really afraid and hated. Just when he was about to curse, his jaw was dislocated again. His physical fitness was not bad. After all this tossing, he didn't even faint. He was still erect. However, his psychological defense gradually collapsed, and he had made up his mind that as long as he no longer tortured himself like this, he would fully accept the conditions offered by Ling Cang.
Ling Cang didn't go too far. After getting the photo and a two million bankbook, he stopped. Originally, Ling Cang didn't want the money, but he had paid so much and it was unreasonable not to make some profits. He happened to have no money on hand. Okay, this money will allow me to spend some time.
"This matter is over, just pretend that nothing happened, otherwise..." Ling Cang dropped these words, gave the photo to Director Deng, and left with the Holy See.
Director Deng was originally worried that Ling Cang had a backup, but he didn't have the courage to ask for it.
In fact, Ling Cang did keep a backup in his hand, because it was difficult to say whether these photos would be useful in the future.
Ling Cang strode out of the hotel, looked back at Li Pingwei and others, and felt very unhappy: "Only when you have a younger brother can you be a big brother, and now I am also a big brother,"
Ling Cang didn't waste any time and directly made an appointment with Shi Yu to a coffee shop, then handed over a memory card: "I promised..."
"What?" Shi Yu was stunned for a moment before he realized: "This can't be...the photos of my friends, right?"
"Exactly," Ling Cang said and shrugged: "I promised to get it for you, how about I keep my promise,"