It doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it, you will be shocked when you look at it! Ah Zheng suddenly discovered that there were two people in the classroom. One was Biao Ye, who was famous in Yiran Street; the other was Ma Liang, his long-standing enemy. And the strange thing was that
, Ma Liang’s hands and feet were tied up, and he was lying on the ground unable to move!
Kidnapping! This was the first thought in Azheng's mind.
You deserve it! This was Ah Zheng’s second thought.
At this time, Master Biao made a second call to Xiao Hai because he was impatient. The call was quickly connected, and Master Biao said in a calm tone: "Haizi, why haven't the money arrived yet? Isn't that right?
Do you really not care about your son's life? One million is not a difficult thing for you..."
Hearing the previous words, Azheng had already determined that this was a malicious kidnapping case, and he felt excited for no reason. When he heard "one million", his mind exploded like fireworks.[
One million?! What kind of concept is that! Not only can Xiaoluobo's disease be cured, but he can also live a life of good food and clothing! Azheng's heartbeat has never beat so fast.
All he could think about was how to wait for Master Biao to get the one million and then swindle it away. Even if they robbed him, he could only admit defeat and couldn't go to the police.
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In this extremely excited state, Azheng calmed down and decided to wait for the best opportunity to take action.
And Ma Liang also squinted one eye and looked at Master Biao. He was also curious as to why his father had not paid the one million to Master Biao until now. Could it be that... in his father's heart, his son was really not as good as one hundred dollars?
Is it so important? Thinking of this, Ma Liang's heart felt cold. It shouldn't be...
Naturally, neither Azheng nor Ma Liang could hear what Xiao Hai said on the phone.
In fact, it was this phone call that Xiaohai was waiting for. No one cared more about his son than him. He looked at the phone on his desk with longing eyes. When it rang, he deliberately waited for more than ten seconds before answering.
Hearing Master Biao's half-threatening, half-complaining tone, Xiaohai almost laughed, but thinking of his son's situation, he suppressed the laughter again and said slowly: "Of course I don't take this one million seriously.
of……"
"Then why are you so nagging?" Master Biao said angrily, "Then quickly transfer the money to my card."