"Don't, don't come over...Don't, don't kill me..."
Grant, covered in blood, did not listen to his orders at all. He jumped into the car, sat next to the Japanese consul, and raised his hand to his shoulder.
Seeing Grant's bloody hand, the Japanese Consul relaxed his bladder and chrysanthemum, and finally tried his best to hold it back. At least it was not pulled in his crotch, but the urine bag was really loose. It's a pity that it was very flowing when he was scared to pee.
Totally, so this second time it was almost nothing to pee.
"What do you think of my hand? It's not my blood!" Grant finally spoke, and he was the authentic Kansai Ben, which made the Japanese Consul stunned, and then realized that "it was not his blood", and he was immediately frightened again.
When I was shocked, my body trembled even harder.
"Stop shaking, I won't kill you!" Grant sneered.
However, the blood spots on his face made his smile look very ferocious, very unconventional, and particularly unsafe, so the consul of the young Japanese didn't believe it at all: "Really, don't you really kill me?"
"Nonsense!" Grant looked at the Japanese consul and said, "Someone asked me to bring you a sentence, you remember it!"
"What, what?"
"It's very simple, my boss said, if you continue to be your consul, you can still live. If you dare to change places to work or escape back to Japan, you will be responsible for the consequences!" Grant recounted Faren's original words
Once again, Xuan asked again: "Have you heard it clearly? Don't take this as a warning. If you really dare to disobey, I don't mind going to Japan to kill your whole family. You should be able to think of it when you listen to my accent.
You can pretend to be Japanese. In that case, it should be easier to kill your whole family, right?"
The Japanese consul almost cried after hearing these words, but Baeksheng didn't dare to cry. Otherwise, Tian knew if the guy who was beside him, the one who was killing next to him would break his neck in anger!
"Ba!" Seeing that the Japanese Consul was a little distracted, Grant patted him and said, "Hey, have you heard what I said just now? Let me say a word, what's the fucking cool?"
The Japanese Consul nodded quickly: "Listen, listen clearly!"
"Then repeat!" Grant said casually.
The Japanese Consul Sparta suddenly felt hesitant and finally squeezed out a smile that was even worse than crying, saying, "This, boss, I promise to continue to be a consul in HK and not return to Japan, okay?
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"Bang!" Grant immediately raised his hand and slapped the consul, "Nonsense! I'll ask you to repeat it. No discounts are allowed!"
The Japanese consul had to start stammering Grant's original words, and he was beaten to the point of blood before he could finish memorizing them intermittently. Even so, he sacrificed more than ten teeth and his words were no longer smooth.
"Ah, okay. You finally memorized it, and I have completed the boss's instructions. Then I will say goodbye first, and I hope you can do it yourself!" After saying that, Grant jumped out of the car, put his hands in his bag and jumped over the railing.
Going to the sidewalk.
Seeing this, the Japanese Consul was relieved and did not forget to say respectfully behind him: "Old, boss, slow down, walk slowly..."
At the same time, the yacht club.
One of the He family's luxury yachts that had not left the port for a long time finally started moving. At the invitation of He Youlong, Feilun and Liang Muqing boarded the ship calmly, but did not take advantage of the sun to play on the top deck, but went directly into the lounge for a nap.
He Youlong sent off the maid and followed into the lounge. He sat on the lounge chair beside Faren and said, "Allen, this time I have shown my face in front of my dad, three grams of oil!"
"What do I do? I'm collecting money to do it." Feiren waved his hand, "Oh, who won in the end Ah Hai and the one named Li?"
"I'm just about to tell you if you don't ask me!" He Youlong said. "In addition to the prescribed stutter in the final, there are two self-selected games. As a result, Ah Hai, who lost stuttered stutter, was in two self-selected games.
I was lucky enough to gamble dice and roulette. I finally won the championship!"
Feiren said stunnedly: "I'm not surprised that this roulette can win by chance. What I wonder is that Li Yuankui's gambling skills are at least two points, so how could he lose on the dice?"
He heard this and was stunned: "Isn't this the strategy you taught Ah Hai?"
"I'm not on the scene, how do you arrange it?" Feiren complained, "Do you really think I can sense remotely?"
He Youlong rolled his eyes immediately and said, "My dad thought it was yours, so he asked Lao Xue to transfer 100 million yuan to you!"
"Oh, is it? Let me see!" As he said that, Feiren reached out and pulled into his butt pocket.
In this era, several banks have already launched text message prompt services, but the account that Feilun handed over to He Hongsheng to transfer was hung on the old version of the modified mobile phone. He is now put in the hidden ring, so it is normal not to receive the prompt.
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After finding out the old version of the mobile phone, I soon received a transfer prompt from a military satellite. Feiren glanced and found that there was a 110 million US dollars in his account: "Ha, then that's it
It was my luck that I earned 50 million more!”
Seeing Feilun's look of being secretly happy, He Youlong reminded him: "Hey, Allen, I'm from the He family, aren't you afraid that I will go back and complain to my dad?"
"What's the case?" Feiren pretended to be stupid.
"Of course, you were in vain for 50 million without any effort!" He Youlong said.
"Who knows I didn't work hard? You? I just made fun of you, and I can't joke? Do you have any evidence to prove that I didn't work hard?"
Feilun almost confused He Youlong's questioning series. Fortunately, he was a little calmer and finally calmed down and said, "Have you heard of it? I am the young master of the He family. If I say no, you say
Does my dad believe you or me?"
"Of course I believe you!" Feiren said bluntly, "But if you dare to say there is, I dare to drive Sister Lan out of Zengman's villa when I go back!"
The second half of the sentence was a bare threat, which made He Youlong speechless. It took him a long time to pretend to be pitiful and said, "Allen, just know what I want, just be fine!"
"In a word, there is no way to ask for money!" Feilun opened his mouth and blocked He Youlong's thoughts.
"I don't want money for myself, I'm for Sister Lan!" He Youlong said, "A woman lives in a place like Deep Water Bay. If she is stingy, she will be looked down upon even if she enters the He family in the future.
of……"
"It's my fault, that's your wife, not my wife!" Feilun still refused to let go, "Besides, it's natural to spend as much money as possible, I've never heard of borrowing it yet.
Is it necessary to make money rich?"
"It's necessary, I think it's necessary!" He Youlong said.
"You have to find money by yourself..."
Before Feilun finished speaking, a male voice came from the door of the lounge and said, "Yes, Mr. He, you can only find money by yourself, because if you borrow money, the money of this gambling king is now.
It's ours!" After the words came, a man wearing brown glasses took the MP5 down to the lounge and pointed the black hole muzzle at Feiren and the other two.
"You... who are you? Why are you on my He family's boat?" He Youlong said sinisterly.
"Mr. He, don't be so excited, okay? We are just asking for money..." Before the words were finished, the man with brown glasses' eyes had already fallen on Liang Muqing's face who was leaning into Feiren's arms, "Of course, if possible, how many of us can do this
Brother, I plan to get a spoiled temporarily!”
"Kill your mother!" Feiren cursed angrily, "Give you three seconds to get your teeth falling off after your mouth is stomping, otherwise I won't guarantee you will see the moon tonight!"
When I said this, it was almost two hours before dark. The man with brown glasses obviously didn't believe it after hearing this, and sneered: "Mr. Gambling King, this is really a pity. You are the first in gambling, but you obviously don't know me very well.
Let me explain the performance of this thermal weapon in your hand..."
Before he finished speaking, the man with brown glasses felt an invisible force and instantly slapped his head, then his hands subconsciously pulled the trigger.
"Dadada..."
The moment the gunshot sounded, Liang Muqing subconsciously screamed, but He Youlong clearly saw the bullet time in "The Matrix". He saw several warheads with Mars and tail flames flying from the muzzle of MP5, and then
Flying towards the three of them slowly until they are completely still...
Yes, still.
He Youlong thought he was dazzled, rubbed his eyes, looked at him again, and he was still, and he suddenly shouted subconsciously: "This, how is this possible?"
"There is nothing impossible. If I hadn't been unwilling to hurt the other party's palm, I could even make the bullet unable to get out of the chamber!" Feilun next to He Youlong suddenly said coldly.
As soon as these words were said, Liang Muqing and He Youlong looked at Feilun with a look of looking at God. At the same time, more than ten bullets floating in the air turned a big turn, and all went to the legs of the man with brown glasses...
He heard the "thump" sounds, and the man with brown sunglasses was almost completely hit by more than a dozen bullets at the same time. The spacing between each bullet hole was quite symmetrical, just like measuring it with a ruler.
"ah--"
The man with brown glasses screamed in pain, but he was not so soft that he was on the ground. He was just so stiff and stiff, still holding a gun, looking like he was about to shoot.
At this time, another male voice came from above: "Three brothers, didn't you tell you not to shoot randomly? Why did you really shoot? Did you hurt He Shao? If you hurt him, we would have to extort money.
Lifeless flower!"
When Feilun heard this, his thoughts flashed. The man in brown sunglasses automatically pressed his finger down again, and the gunshot sounded again. So, Liang Muqing and He Youlong once again saw the legendary bullet time, but the few bullets fired by MP5 this time
He did not run towards the man with brown sunglasses, but turned straight toward the door...
At the same time, a burly man walked down the stairs and hit the bullet head-on, splitting his limbs, and immediately stood there and screamed in pain!
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