Old Liu quickly answered Hei Laogui's question: "Keep an eye on them."
The old black man nodded, with a cigarette in his mouth and a gun in both hands, looking very arrogant.
Lao Liu held the steering wheel with one hand, reached behind his collar with the other hand, and took out a piece of hard plastic with a bang.
Suddenly, his stature was no longer stooped, and his thin figure could be seen under the loose clothes.
Yang Bei's eyes widened: "You don't have rickets, you have dwarfism? Damn, I should have discovered it a long time ago. It's all because I have read many medical books, but this is the first time I have been exposed to this disease."
"Hey."
Old Liu sneered and said nothing.
The old black ghost pointed his gun at Yang Bei's forehead and told him to sit down.
After Yang Bei sat firmly, he licked his lips and said: "Since your purpose is not me, then you are here for her? Lao Liu, I am quite confused. This is the second time I have met her. What are you doing?"
Are you thinking of getting closer to me and thus getting closer to her?"
Neither of them answered him, and just laughed.
They are not professional killers, but they know one thing very well, and that is not to do unnecessary things when victory is certain.
That will only cause trouble.
The older a person is, the better they know how to use their strength on the blade.
If Yang Bei wants to ask anything, don't bother him. From now on, they don't plan to say another word to the two of them until they achieve their goal!
Seeing their style, Yang Bei was really a little bit confused.
Don't be afraid of the enemy's cunning, but be afraid of the enemy's stability.
If the other party talks more, Yang Bei can at least reveal the other party's purpose and what he will do next, so that he can respond immediately.
But now the other party doesn't say anything, he just points the pistol at your head——
Unless Yang Bei was invulnerable, he wouldn't be able to pry open the opponent's mouth with brute force.
What's more, the other party was extremely vigilant and confiscated their mobile phones and Song Qingci's bags, making them hold their heads in their hands. Because the black old ghost couldn't see their movements under the car seat, in case Yang Beiliang
If someone calls the police secretly, it will be difficult for him to find out.
In order to prevent Song Qingci from making other moves, she even took off her watch.
It can be seen that the other party is very wary.
It rains heavily.
God poured water down desperately, and the sound of raindrops hitting the car was very noisy.
Song Qingci was relatively calm. After handing over her phone, she put her hands on her head and made no move.
But Yang Bei noticed that she was slowly using her little finger to reach a hairpin diagonally above her right ear.
It was an alarm. After Song Qingci was kidnapped last time, there were many more button-sized alarms on her body. For example, the watch that was taken away by the other party contained an alarm and a locator.
As long as she presses it, Tana will receive the message.
But the other party was also a veteran, and he kept staring at her. When he saw that one of her arms was rusty, he said coldly: "Take it out."
"What did you say?"
Song Qingci frowned slightly, looking confused.
His acting skills were pretty good, but the old black guy was definitely a professional. The butt of his pistol hit him hard on the forehead: "Hairpin!"
"It's just a normal card issue, I'll give it to you if you want."
Song Qingci bit her teeth gently, took off the hairpin and gave it to him. At the same time, she gritted her teeth and said a number: "Fifty million, I will give you fifty million, let me go. I will not ask you who sent you, nor will I
There will be retaliation, and the cash flow of 50 million overseas banks will never be traced, how about that?"
"Fifty million, hey."
The old black man sneered and threw the hairpin forward.
He didn't speak again.
It seems that 50 million is still not enough to impress them.
Yang Bei sniffed and said, "Beauty, you are also the vice president of a top company in the world, so why can't you give me more?"
"Shut up."
Song Celadon took a deep breath and raised the price again: "One hundred million."
Suddenly, the car stopped for a moment, and Old Liu, who was driving, was obviously not calm.
100 million, a price that anyone would be jealous of if they saw it.
Even if Liu Shanfeng kills Song Celadon, it is impossible for him to get more money than this from above. Can he not be tempted?
"Five billion."
Song Celadon continues to add weight.
This time, Lao Liu really couldn't help but look back.
Hei Laogui was much more professional than him and said coldly: "Old Liu, don't listen to her nonsense. We have the final say on how to do it and how much it will cost, not her setting the price."
Don't follow what others say.
Liu Shanfeng's eyes twitched, his driving hand became much more steady, and he nodded. Just as he was about to say something, Song Qingci added two words in a calm tone: "Dollar dollars."
In an instant, the air in the car seemed to have been sucked out.
I heard Liu Shanfeng swallowing his saliva suddenly, and then: squeak——
With the sound of braking, the entire car body shook violently.
Everyone in the car fell forward with inertia. The old man couldn't sit still and almost hit the car glass. He quickly stood up and raised his gun again, aiming at the two people, one on the left and the other on the right: "Don't move!"
"Do not move!"
Yang Bei quickly held his head again and glanced at the beautiful woman next to him in shock.
Damn it.
Five hundred million dollars?
That’s more than three billion yuan!
Rich! So damn rich!
How much does he earn after working hard as a doctor for a month? The most precious medicinal material in his body, the best dragon bone, only costs a thousand handfuls per gram.
Compared with rich people like Song Qingci, they are really as good as heaven and earth.
The old black ghost sat firmly and then cursed: "Old Liu, what are you doing?!"
"What the hell..."
Old Liu cursed and took several deep breaths before calming down: "Song Celadon, do you really spend 500 million US dollars?"
"Do not be silly."
The old black ghost sneered: "Don't talk about one hundred million, one billion, two billion US dollars, she can also get it. But will she be so generous? She lost five hundred million, and will she give it to you so easily? I will definitely trace it afterwards.
, don’t listen to his nonsense.”
In Hei Laogui's view, half a billion US dollars is enough for anyone to go crazy.
How could Song Qingci give it away so willingly?
I will definitely continue to investigate after the incident and fight to the death.
By then, he and Liu Shanfeng will be in big trouble.
Liu Shanfeng felt a chill in his heart and trembled several times: Some money is not easy to make.
If he kills Song Qingci honestly and asks for money from Mazi, it may not be that much, but it will be safe.
But after offending the Huaibei Foundation, can he, Liu Shanfeng, be able to withstand the retaliation in the future? Even if the Liu family is rich, will they dare to make a comeback?
If they dare to spend that money on business, they will probably be found out by Huaibei Fund immediately.
After taking a long drag on his cigarette, Liu Shanfeng blew out the cigarette butt out of the window. He raised his hand to wipe not only the sweat but also the rainwater. He said with lingering fear: "Old Hei, I was right to come to you. As expected.
A former S-class killer."
"Hey."
The old ghost showed his big white teeth: "I have been washing my hands in a golden basin for fifteen years. If I were not in a hurry for money, I would not agree to your little niece's request."
Hei Laogui is forty-seven this year.
He was also a soldier when he was young, but later retired from the army and went abroad, where he accidentally became a killer.
Later, he was seriously injured in another mission, and Jinpen washed his hands and returned to China.
At that time, when the black man returned to China, he made a lot of money and came back with a fortune of millions.
But who would have known that the situation in the country had changed over the past fifteen years. His one million was not even enough to buy a house. He invested in a small shop and ran a business for a period of time, but now he has nothing left.
Recently, something dirty was found in the lungs, and it costs a lot of money to see a doctor.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have taken the risk of returning to the world.
The old black guy at the stall stared at Song Qingci, his face twitching.
Damn it, he worked hard for hundreds of thousands of dollars for medical treatment, but this girl is less than thirty years old, and she can spend half a billion dollars to redeem her life!