Before Xia Yu finished speaking, his cell phone suddenly rang. It was an unfamiliar number. He took it and said, "Is this your home phone number?"
Song Guangbin stretched his neck and looked at it, with a happy look on his face, "It's my dad's call! If you catch me here, my dad won't let it go! Let me go quickly!"
Xia Yu smiled, answered the phone, and asked lazily: "Head of the Song family?"
"Xia Yu, let's not talk nonsense. If you let Xiao Bin go, Yang Wenli will give it to you!"
Xia Yu laughed, "Yang Wenli came here by herself, not as a gift from you! Your son actually wants to take advantage of my woman. I'm thinking about how to entertain him..."
"Don't bully others too much! You..."
Xia Yu was too lazy to talk to him, pointed at the phone, and then raised his fingers at Song Guangbin.
Song Guangbin thought Xia Yu asked him to speak, and his face lit up, and he reached out to take the phone. Xia Yu suddenly flicked his hand, and a coin dart flew out against Song Guangbin's face with a whoosh.
The spinning darts were controlled very well, and only scratched a layer of oily skin on Song Guangbin's face. This layer of skin was right in the middle of the purple-red palm print. Black blood burst out with a pop, and the severe pain on Song Guangbin's face made Song Guangbin
It screamed like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
The screams reached Song Hongfang through the microphone. Song Hongfang's heart tightened, and just as he was about to speak, Xia Yu followed the same pattern and cut open the other side of Song Guangbin's cheek.
Song Guangbin cried in pain and had a lot of runny nose. He squatted on the ground and cried.
"Xia Yu! What are you going to do?" Song Hongfang's furious voice came from the mobile phone.
Xia Xia Yu smiled and said, "Master Song, your son is not good. A little skin injury is just like the death of his own mother! Tsk tsk... You have no heirs in the Song family!"
"Xia Yu! Pios, our Song family will no longer interfere with you! Yang Wenli, give it to you! Our Song family also promises not to touch her! What else do you want?"
"Is your son's life worth twenty million?" Xia Yu said slowly, "The eldest son of the Song family, it should be about the same..."
"What do you mean? Don't mess around! This is the capital!"
Xia Yu laughed, "Your son is in the kidnapping business, so he deserves to be killed! Twenty million! If the money is paid to my account, I will give you a living son, otherwise, you will wait for your son to kidnap
The news about someone else being shot dead in the street!"
After hanging up the phone, Mr. Xia Yu was fiddling with his cell phone. After a while, the Song family called again.
"Xia Yu, I'll give you 20 million, you have to guarantee..."
"I guarantee Mr. Song's life safety!" Xia Yu interrupted him and said with a smile, "I am quite reputable. As long as the Song family keeps its promise, everything will be easy to discuss! I will give you the account number later.
Of course, cash is also acceptable, I prefer cash!”
There was silence on the other side of the phone for a moment, "Cash!"
Xia Yu laughed loudly, "The Song family is really rich! Cash is cash, send it to my Haotian security guard, hand over the money with one hand and hand it over to the person with the other!"
“It’s a deal!”
…
After hanging up the phone, Xia Yu smiled and said to Song Guangbin: "Your family is not very honest! You actually gave me a position!"
The severe pain on Song Guangbin's face had just subsided at this time. He covered his face and did not dare to speak. He looked at Xia Yu in a daze.
"Don't you understand?" Xia Yu sneered, "My Haotian security guard's office is in two different places than here. You actually came to your home without asking. Tsk tsk tsk... Give me the means of positioning on your mobile phone.
Use it!"
Song Guangbin opened his mouth and said carefully: "Just get the money!"
Xia Yu snorted, turned around and went out. He went to Yang Wenli's bedside, checked her pulse, and said to Korkina next to him: "Take care of her first, I guess she won't wake up in two hours."
Come."
"Boss, do you want me to loosen the bones of the guy you captured? I haven't played with him for a long time, and my hands are a little itchy." Korkina asked with a smile.
Xia Yu smiled slightly, "I'll take care of the loose bones myself. By the way, tell the brothers here that no matter what happens in a while, don't panic!"
"Okay boss!"
…
Twenty minutes later, Xia Yu carried Song Guangbin, who was full of resentment, to the training ground.
Seeing that there were only himself and Xia Yu in the huge training ground, Song Guangbin suddenly felt like he was being dragged to execution. He said in a panic: "Xia Yu, don't mess around! My family has promised to give you money.
Got it!"
Xia Yu smiled slightly, "Yes, I also promised to ensure your life safety!"
Song Guangbin breathed a sigh of relief, "Then why did you bring me here?"
Xia Yu smiled slightly and suddenly took action, quickly pinching Song Guangbin's shoulders, elbows, wrists, hips, knees, and ankles several times.
With a slight clicking sound, Song Guangbin's joints in these places were all dislocated. Amid the screams, Song Guangbin collapsed on the ground like a puppet with its strings cut off.
"Ah..." Song Guangbin almost fainted, but Xia Yu gently stimulated his acupuncture points, and he woke up again. His face turned pale with pain, and he gritted his teeth and cursed, "Xia Yu! You don't keep your word.
Bastard! Just wait, my family won't let you go!"
Xia Yu sneered, "I only guarantee your life safety! It's still too early for you to die..."
…
By the time the Song family's van loaded with money arrived at the training ground, Song Guangbin had already screamed so hard that his voice was hoarse.
Xia Yu is not a good man and a believer. The number of people who died under his hands will definitely make people laugh. That is to say, now that he is in China, he must be particular about what he does. Otherwise, based on what Song Guangbin did, all ten Song Guangbins will be killed by Xia Xia.
Yunong
Dead. Removing Song Guangbin's joints at this time should be regarded as a punishment. If the Song family honestly sends the money, he will naturally reset Song Guangbin. But if the Song family still has some thoughts, then it is inevitable to let Song Guangbin
Suffer more!
The people who came to pay the money were Song Hongcheng, the second son of the Song family, and an old man in gray. The old man in gray stood behind Song Hongcheng, low-key like a bodyguard, but Xia Yu was keenly aware of this man's strength.
Very powerful. He smacked his lips secretly. The Song family is indeed dishonest. This old man should be a master of the Xiantian realm, and he should be from Yanbeige, the backer of the Song family, right? In this case, you can’t blame me...
He gently kicked Song Guangbin's limp legs, causing him to scream like a ghost again. Then he sneered at the furious Song Hongcheng and said: "Look, Song Guangbin is here. Stop talking nonsense and give me the money."