At nine o'clock in the evening, the Song family manor was in a tense situation.
Nuo Da Fei came to the pavilion hall, where two large groups of people with evil looks and murderous intentions were sitting.
On the left, Han Yue, Song Mu and other Han and Song families, nearly fifty people, surrounded Han Nanhua and Song Wansan and looked across.
Opposite the Han and Song families, there are a group of men and women wearing camouflage uniforms, each with yellow and black skin, giving people an indescribable toughness and tenacity.
The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a black vest with a scar on his face. He leaned on a chair carelessly and looked at Han Yue and other women with evil eyes.
Especially when I laugh, the scars on my face twitch, as if a centipede is moving, which is very scary.
Next to the middle-aged man, Ye Fan also saw an acquaintance.
Chen Chenxi, Chen Ximo’s mother.
Black clothes and skirts show off a woman's perfect body, with exquisite translucency and charming curves.
The long legs of staggered stockings reflect a smooth and delicate luster under the light.
She drank tea leisurely, her pretty face nonchalant, as if she didn't care about the negotiation at all.
There is a marble table in the middle of the two sides, but there is no tea or cakes on it, only a tablet computer.
The computer had just finished playing, but the screen stayed at the moment when ten people were headshot.
"Mr. Song, Mr. Han, how are you?
Have you thought about it?"
The middle-aged man crossed his legs, shook his head and said with a smile: "One day passed, ten more people died, and in three days, thirty people had their heads blown off."
"They are all your employees and nephews. Are you capitalists so cruel that you don't have sympathy for these people who work and sacrifice their lives for you?"
He smiled and shouted: "You look like this, you are so inhuman, aren't you?"
"Jin Tuqiang, you don't follow the rules, go back on your words, extort huge amounts of money, and make sarcastic remarks. How shameless are you?"
Han Yue has always had a bad temper: "Believe it or not, I've made this lady angry. I'll detain you all."
Following this shout, many Korean and Song elites flashed around, looking at Jin Tuqiang and Chen Chenxi with murderous intent.
"Miss Han, you have a good foundation. You lost so many people in the triangle area, deducted more than 300 people, and you have so many die-hard loyalists. You have a rich foundation."
Jin Tuqiang's eyes were intrusive on Han Yue: "No matter how many people come, they are still a bunch of trash."
When Han Yue wanted to speak again, Han Nanhua waved his hand to stop him, then looked at Jin Tuqiang and said: "Jin Tuqiang, you are also half a businessman. Don't you know that you should keep a line in everything so that we can meet each other in the future?"
His tone deepened: "You have done such a great job, don't you worry about retribution one day in the future?"
"Mr. Han, we are all veterans, don't talk nonsense, don't you think you don't even believe those words you just said?"
Jin Tuqiang sneered when he heard this: "Retribution?
What retribution?
If there is really retribution, will you, Han Nanhua, still be able to make a fortune?"
"I just tell you, three hundred people, do you want it or not?"
He was very arrogant: "If you can afford it, we can afford it even more. What's more, attacking the local tycoons this time is no less than making twenty years of profit."
Song Wansan didn't raise his eyebrows: "One person has 100 million, do you think we are printing money?"
"Mr. Song, it is really difficult to come up with tens of billions of dollars in cash, not to mention that many of your assets have been confiscated."
Before Jin Tuqiang could say anything, Chen Chenxi, who had been smiling slightly, put down his slender legs and said to Song Wansan and the others with a sweet smile: "But as long as you sincerely want to save people, if you have money, there are ways to save people. If you don't have money, there are ways."
There is no way to save people with money.”
"This 30 billion ransom does not necessarily require you to come up with real money. It can be converted into shares of the Han and Song families."
"Young Master Jin said that if you are willing to give the Jin family 30% of the group's shares, he will immediately release 300 Han and Song members."
"At the same time, fourteen large ships and sixty-seven corpses were presented."
"If we can still protect you in the triangle area and allow you to invest again."
She glanced at the red nails with her peripheral vision: "Of course, that vein of minerals and fourteen ships of hard currency will not be returned."
"You guys are really shameless."
Hearing this, Han Yue slammed the table again, her eyes filled with anger: "Blackmail us for an astronomical amount of money, and then use the money to buy shares, and ask for 30% of the shares of both companies. You are really more shameless than the other."
"Do you know how much assets the Han and Song families have?
You want to take away 30% with just one sentence?"
"Protect, reinvest, cultivate leeks and harvest again?"
"I tell you, go back and tell Jin Wendu and the others to release me within three days, otherwise the Han and Song families will take revenge at all costs."
"Some of you have guns and territory, and some of us have money."
"We will do nothing for the rest of our lives. We will sell our property and fight with you to the end."
"With hundreds of billions in hand, we hire killers and mercenaries every day. I don't believe we can't kill you."
Han Yue is as popular as ever, and the sons and nephews of the Han and Song families share the same hatred.
Han Nanhua also sighed: "You, the Jin family, are not negotiating, they are just robbing."
“Tsk tsk, wouldn’t it be nice to be a little more civilized?
What do you mean by robbing?"
Jin Tuqiang laughed loudly when he heard this: "But if you really think so, then we will accept it."
"You have only one option now, either 30 billion in cash or 30% of the shares of Han and Song."
"If we can't reach an agreement, not only will the three hundred hostages die, but Mr. Han and Mr. Song will also be in danger."
"Ms. Han paid the murderer to kill someone. We had no money, so we just killed the person ourselves."
Jin Tuqiang looked at Han Yue with a ferocious expression: "I just don't know if the killers you hired will be more than our 30,000 soldiers."
"Mr. Song, Mr. Han, if the people are there and the wealth is there, but the people are gone, what's the use of having more wealth?"
Chen Chenxi smiled sweetly: "You should agree quickly. Three hundred lives cannot be lost in vain."
"Besides, Mr. Jin and the others don't want you for nothing, they are here to protect you."
She threw out a blank check: "As long as Jin Shao has shares, no one will dare to provoke you again."
"We have been living together for decades and have always protected ourselves. We have always been safe and sound. We don't need your protection."
Song Wansan showed a strong temper: "Please come back."
Jin Tuqiang laughed loudly, and then his voice turned cold: "It seems that Mr. Song, you are drinking as a penalty instead of toasting?"
Han Yue pulled out the pistol with a whoosh: "Jin Tuqiang, don't bully others too much, or you don't want me to shoot you randomly."
Seeing Han Yue draw his gun, the people around Jin Tuqiang reacted one after another, and they also flashed daggers at Han Yue.
The Song family's bodyguards and nephew also showed their weapons.
The two sides just stared at each other in a stalemate, and the atmosphere instantly became burdensome.
"Kill me?"
Jin Tuqiang stood up from his chair, laughed wildly, held up his hand and walked to Han Yue: "If you have the ability, shoot."
"You can go here, here, or here."
He was very arrogant and pointed the muzzle of the gun at his head, heart, and neck: "You can beat me as much as you want. If I fight back, I will be a puppy."
"It's just that you have to remember that if you kill me, none of you will be able to run away. You will all die cruelly in the hands of Mr. Jin."
"Although I am just an envoy of the Jin family, a dog, I am also a dog that has been with him for many years. I am worthy of being buried with all of you."
Jin Tuqiang raised his neck and said, "I can guarantee that as soon as I die, the heads of three hundred Han and Song nephews will fall to the ground."
Han Nanhua waved his hand with a cold face and shouted: "Han Yue, put away the gun."
Han Yue lowered her gun with hatred. Although she was aggrieved, she also knew the consequences.
Three hundred people, the biggest weakness.
Chen Chenxi curled her lips and smiled lightly, showing disdain, as if she had expected this outcome.
"Ms. Han, why did you put down the gun?"
"It's useless to give you a chance. I'm so disappointed."
Jin Tu laughed arrogantly and reached out to pat Han Yue's pretty face.
"roll!"
Han Yue avoided the other party's rudeness and looked sharply: "Don't be arrogant. We are not as fierce as you in showing off our ferocity, but we still have to ask Ye Tang to take action."
"Yetang?"
Jin Tuqiang laughed loudly when he heard this: "Yetang is currently in trouble at home and abroad. He can't even handle his own affairs. How can he find the time to stand up for you?"
Apparently he has experienced a lot of situations.
Han Yue's voice sank: "You really think no one can deal with you?"
"The Jin family, the new overlord of the Triangle area, the largest wealthy family, with thirty thousand armed forces."
Jin Tuqiang shrugged his shoulders and said disapprovingly: "No one can really deal with us now. How about you deal with me?"
"I'll take care of you."
At this moment, Ye Fan stepped into the hall, and his cold voice made the whole place fall into silence.
