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The muzzle of the gun was deliberately pointed upward, sweeping across the heads of everyone, and a series of holes were immediately punched out in the wall made of gypsum board.
Tang Bin and others knew something was wrong when the assassin pulled out his gun, so they crouched down reflexively.
The bullets were dodged, but the hands and feet of several people were so frightened that they became weak.
They looked at the assassin with horror on their faces, and instinctively curled up, fearing that this guy would become ferocious and attack again.
The assassin stared at Tang Bin expressionlessly: "Mr. Tang, when will the money be repaid?"
"ah?"
Tang Bin was dumbfounded by the question.
Ever since he became rich, others have owed him money. When has he ever owed money to others?
The assassin frowned slightly: "Want to cheat?"
"No, no, no!" Tang Bin waved his hands quickly: "I was just frightened. Just tell me how much it will cost. I'll pay it back, I'll pay it back!"
With the muzzle of the gun so close, it’s not up to the other party to decide whether you owe money or not?
Why are you asking so many questions? It’s nothing more than an excuse to steal money!
Just let him grab it! It’s not like you don’t have insurance.
If you can get rid of him with just money, it can be said to be the best solution.
As long as he can get away, the gangsters and white gangsters will work together, no matter how big he is, it will be useless!
To be able to make the company so big, Tang Bin has a very clear mind.
The assassin said expressionlessly:
"About twenty days ago, you owed a Mr. Cheng 50,000 yuan. According to the agreement, you needed to pay off the debt on the same day, but unfortunately, you did not pay on the same day.
Therefore, the debt automatically enters the rolling interest mode. Our interest rate is very low. The daily interest rate is only 30%. In 20 days, 50,000 yuan will almost double 190 times, so we should pay back 9.5 million yuan today!"
hiss!
As soon as these words came out, several men in suits took a deep breath.
Tang Bin's scalp exploded, and his tone changed: "Nine and a half million? Are you crazy or am I crazy?"
The assassin picked his gun.
Tang Bin's eyes were red, he flicked his sleeves, jumped up, and shouted: "Don't do this with me, nine and a half million? You might as well kill me! Besides, what about me, Tang Bin?"
When do you owe someone money?"
A man in a suit pulled the trouser leg next to him and whispered: "Boss, twenty days ago, the man named Cheng was a fool?"
"Dasha?"
Tang Bin was stunned, his eyes were bleeding: "Are you here for Dasha's settlement allowance?"
Dasha is Amin's father.
About twenty days ago, Dasha was sent out on medical parole due to injuries.
Unexpectedly, just after a few days of peaceful life, he was inexplicably involved in a gang vendetta again, and became the scapegoat for no reason.
Then the medical parole process was evacuated overnight. Dasha was sent back to prison again for violating parole regulations, and is now facing prosecution for an additional sentence.
And that time it was for Tang Bin to do something, he promised 50,000 yuan for settling-in expenses, but unexpectedly he only gave 500 yuan afterwards.
This made Amin's mother so angry that she fainted on the spot. After being sent to the hospital for examination, it was discovered that she had a heart problem.
This led Amin to become a dancing girl in order to make money.
Tang Bin didn't take this seriously at all.
In his opinion, Dasha is a fool. If it weren't for his daughter's beauty, he wouldn't even give her five hundred yuan.
Unexpectedly, more than half a month later, such a strong man came to collect debts.
If I had known this, why would I be stingy with the fifty thousand yuan?
It's just money to go to the dance club for a week.
The assassin said: "Don't change the subject. It's no longer a matter of fifty thousand yuan, but nine and a half million..."
"Stop talking! It doesn't cost you money, it costs your life..."
Bang!
Before the man could finish speaking, a bullet grazed his cheek and penetrated the wall behind him.
The independent office area is very deep. The general manager's office is only 30 meters away from the outermost public office area. Ordinary employees are generally not allowed to come here.
In addition, the public office area was noisy, and with so many shots being fired, no one outside even noticed.
A blood mark was drawn on Tang Bin's cheek. His legs were trembling and his eyes were straight. He touched it tremblingly. When he saw the blood on his hands, his legs gave out on the spot and he fell to the ground.
Several men in suits were so frightened that they kept retreating and let Tang Bin out.
The assassin stood up slowly, fiddling with the submachine gun indifferently, slowly loaded a bunch of bullets, and walked over slowly.
"Since you clearly refuse, then we will also act according to the rules!"
He glanced at a few people and said: "The market is good now. With your physical condition, the disassembly and scissors should be sold for about 750,000. They are relatively young, with just over 1.2 million, and the total is 500,000."
All in all.
According to our valuation, your company should be worth about seven million, and if it changes hands with cash, it should be able to sell for five million, plus your real estate, well, although it’s a bit of a hassle, it’s not a loss!”
He nodded, seemingly satisfied, and raised the muzzle of the gun to pull the trigger.
Tang Bin was so frightened that he was sweating profusely and kept vomiting from his throat.
But he was still betting that the other party was just scaring him and he did not dare to shoot and kill in public.
But if he dares to bet, why should his workers bet?
I protected him just now because he is the boss and he pays his salary!
Now that the boss wants people's lives, who can care about him?
At that moment, someone shouted loudly: "Don't shoot, big brother, big brother, I know the password to the safe. We are a stock brokerage company, and there must always be one million cash in the safe."
Before he could finish speaking, the other three people rushed to shout: "I know where his bank card is hidden!"
"I know his bank card password! His wife let it slip last time when she was talking in her sleep!"
"I know he has several properties in other places, and I also know which banks he has opened safes in!"
Tang Bin's face turned green and he was so angry that he almost fainted.
"You...you bastards!"
The assassin said expressionlessly: "Where is the safe?"
"over there!"
The person who just shouted that he knew the password to the safe jumped up, hurriedly rushed behind the desk, opened the cabinet door, and found a medium-sized safe embedded inside.
He pressed the code skillfully and carefully opened the cabinet door. He was visibly relieved when he saw bundles of banknotes inside.
"Brother, look! One million is just a lot more!"
The assassin glanced at it and nodded: "It's none of your business!"
If the man was granted amnesty, he would turn around and run away.
The assassin coughed lightly.
The man was agitated, braked hurriedly, and then carefully looked back. The assassin tilted his head and indicated the location of the corner.
The man understood instantly and hurriedly walked over and squatted down.
Seeing that their lives could be saved so easily, the other three people didn't dare to neglect them. They rushed to raise their hands and asked for the money to pay for their lives first.
So, within the next three minutes, there were several property certificates, several car keys, bank deposit receipts, bank cards and safe keys on the table.
The four stock managers squatted neatly in a row. Although they were still trembling, the expressions on their faces were much more relaxed.
Tang Bin's face turned dark.
But he still kept his luck and tried not to speak.
He thought that the other party would put pressure on him, but to his surprise, the assassin was too lazy to speak and raised his hand to fire two shots.
The bullets penetrated the knees on both sides, blood spattered, and Tang Bin screamed like a pig being killed.
The bodies of the four people shook violently, and their heads dropped even lower.
The assassin walked to the safe, looked at it briefly, and with a sharp kick, the cabinet exploded. He stretched out his hand and pulled out the safe with a little force.
Amid the somewhat surprised looks of the four people, the assassin opened the window and threw the safe directly out.
Finally, he took out a rope from nowhere, pulled it a little, fastened it to the outer railing diagonally opposite, and then threw the whole bundle of rope out of the window.
Although the four of them had some guesses, they did not dare to say anything.
Tang Bin kept screaming. Seeing the assassin striding towards him, he thought he was going to kill him. He was so frightened that he shouted: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I still have money! Nine and a half million."
, I’ll give it, I’ll give it!”
The assassin turned a deaf ear, picked him up, took a few final steps, and jumped out of the window with the rope.
