After slamming down the heavy cash, Yan Mubei had never been so embarrassed before, staring at the beggar with cannibalistic eyes.
The beggar looked at the three bags of things in shock, then raised his head to look at Yan Mubei, with a look of confusion and fear on his face.
Yan Mubei glared at him fiercely: "This money is yours now."
beggar:"……."
Yan Mubei pulled him up from the ground and roared: "Where is my child?"
Beggar: "Ah, ah ah..."
The other party made incomprehensible babbling sounds, shaking his head and waving his hands desperately.
It turned out to be a mute.
The mobile phone in Lin Qianqian's hand rang, and she quickly answered it: "We are here, give the money to the beggar, what next?"
"There are more than a dozen beggars there, just distribute all the money to them, and then go home and wait for new news from me."
Lin Qianqian was stunned: "Why? Why do you do this?"
The other party tried their best to kidnap their children, and the one billion they wanted would be used to do good deeds and distributed to beggars living on the streets?
This, who is this?
What is his purpose?
Yan Mubei snatched the phone over and gritted his teeth angrily: "What on earth are you playing? Who are you? Tell me, did Shangguan Zhixuan instigate you?"
"I don't know who Shangguan Zhixuan is. I have nothing to do with him. Yan Mubei, this is a little lesson for you. Don't be too arrogant in the future. Accumulate more virtue and do more good deeds for your children.
, Haha, that’s it for today. As for your child, I’ll tell you where he is when I’m happy. Remember to scatter the money before you can go home, ha…”
"Damn it, don't hang up. If you have the guts, don't hang up the phone." The man roared angrily, his voice deafening, attracting people who were more than ten meters away.
No matter how angry he was, the phone was hung up without mercy and a mechanical busy signal came out.
As if laughing at his naivety and stupidity.
Yan Mubei clutched the phone and wanted to throw it out several times and smash it into pieces.
But..., the child hasn't been found yet, and the other party refuses to let him go.
This phone is the only contact object.
Can't throw it away.
Lin Qianqian threw herself into Yan Mubei's arms, hugged him tightly, and cried.
A trembling voice came from the trembling body: "He is clearly playing tricks on us. He clearly doesn't want to return the child to us. What should we do? Yan Mubei, what should we do?"
The man hugged her without saying a word, his gloomy handsome face as terrifying as the coming storm.
That's right, the other party is clearly playing tricks on them.
To be precise, play with him.
hateful.
This person must be known to them, and so is the child, so the other person used a voice changer.
That second uncle sound was the child's reminder to risk his own life, yes, Shangguan Zhixuan.
The most important person now is him.
Regardless of whether he did it or not, you can't go wrong looking for him.
Deng Liang and his bodyguards arrived and ran over from a distance: "Young Master Yan?"
Yan Mubei pulled Lin Qianqian away and ordered with a dark face: "Have someone distribute the money in the bag to the beggars here. The others will follow me to the hospital to find Shangguan Zhixuan."
Deng Liang was shocked: "A billion should be given to the beggars here? This..."
Before he could ask any more questions, Yan Mubei had already stepped forward, and he quickly followed up.
At the same time, he ordered the bodyguards who arrived to allocate manpower, some people stayed to distribute money, and some people left with them.
The group rushed to the hospital in a hurry.
That night Yan Mubei made headlines by distributing money in the market.