Feng Sanpao once again cursed Tang Xiaobao in his heart.
But I didn’t dare to keep a cent of the money that was supposed to be transferred.
Oh, he kept five cents, which he couldn’t transfer...
After transferring the money, Feng Sanpao said: "You can let me go this time, right?"
Tang Xiaobao smiled and said: "Not yet."
"you--"
Feng Sanpao pointed at Tang Xiaobao and was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of old blood and fainted with a cry.
Tang Xiaobao was ashamed: "This mental endurance is too bad, where is this?"
Yes, he is ready to play the long game today.
You have the magic of controlling gods, but are you still worried that you won’t be able to get money out of it?
This is what he is most passionate about, and he must devote himself wholeheartedly to it.
He could have used the God-Controlling Technique from the beginning, but he didn't because he felt that it would be a lot less fun.
When dealing with a money addict like Feng Sanpao, you have to take it easy, penny by penny, and scrape all the money out of his pocket. Only then will you be happy.
For example, now, he is very happy.
Hu Lai was also frightened by Tang Xiaobao. He was always glad in his heart that he was not Tang Xiaobao's enemy. When Tang Xiaobao killed his boss Viper, he held back. Otherwise, oh, it wouldn't be today. If he had really avenged Viper at that time,
Be loyal to your old master, he would have been dead long ago.
He went over and woke up Feng Sanpao again.
Feng Sanpao completely collapsed on the ground, as if he had lost confidence in life and was completely in despair. He did not say a word, acting like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.
Whether you want to kill or cut into pieces, please do as you please.
He is very angry now.
Not only for his own money, but also because Tang Xiaobao deceived him.
This is the second time.
They agreed to use money to buy their lives, but now that they have given over 160 million, Tang Xiaobao actually wants to continue blackmailing him.
Human beings are not like this.
Killing someone with no more than a nod is too much.
He swore in his heart that he would not give him any more money even if he was beaten to death.
If you want to kill, just kill him, Tang Xiaobao can't be taken advantage of anyway.
Besides, Tang Xiaobao doesn't know how much money he has. Maybe this will give him a chance of survival.
But how could he know that Tang Xiaobao had just used the God Control Technique on him, and he had already revealed all his details.
Tang Xiaoyu is very patient.
Seeing Feng Sanpao like this made him even happier.
"Hey, aren't you ready to bid again?" he said.
Feng Sanpao said desperately: "You don't keep your words. Besides, I don't have any money anymore. I gave all my money to you. If you want to kill me, just kill me."
"Then kill him."
Tang Xiaobao said.
Hu Lai picked up the knife and stepped forward again.
Feng Sanpao became anxious: "Ah, no, you said you would let me go, but I really gave you all my money."
Tang Xiaobao rolled his eyes: "You still haven't told the truth, okay, okay, okay, I'm so convinced by you, I've never seen a money fan like you, you really want money rather than your life, okay, this time,
Give me your last $100 million, and I won’t kill you.”
puff!
Feng Sanpao vomited blood again.
Today, he vomited a lot.
He stared at Tang Xiaobao, as if he had seen a ghost, with an exaggerated expression: "How do you know? Oh, no, I, I, I don't have it anymore."
"Hey, don't you admit it? Well, I'll give you one last chance. I'll give you 100 million US dollars to buy your life. I won't kill you." Tang Xiaobao stood up impatiently: "You should think about it carefully."
He added: "You only have ten seconds to consider whether you want to take this hundred million US dollars to the underworld or use it to buy your life. Oh, I forgot to remind you that if you die, this money,
But it’s just that the bank is cheaper and has nothing to do with you. They won’t burn a few pieces of paper for you every Qingming Festival. Absolutely not, and they won’t thank you. Well, the clock starts.”
Tang Xiaobao walked out the door.
Hu Lai held a knife and pressed forward step by step.
Feng Sanpao wanted to cry.
Think carefully?
Are you embarrassed to say this?
You only gave me ten seconds, ah, it's over, the time seems to be up.
His eyes kept moving around.
Tang Xiaobao gave him a chance to choose.
But in fact, he had no choice.
Yes, Tang Xiaobao is right.
If you die, the money will only be cheaper for the bank.
When he thought of this, Feng Sanpao immediately made a decision and gritted his teeth and said: "I buy it, I buy it."
Tang Xiaobao turned his head, sat down again, handed the phone to the other party, and said with a smile: "This is your wisest choice. Don't worry, I will keep my word and will never kill you."
"Really?" Feng Sanpao didn't believe it: "If you don't kill, you won't let them do it, right?"
Khan, this old boy is still very clever.
But this time, he really misunderstood Tang Xiaobao.
Tang Xiaobao patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I, Tang Dabao, always mean what I say. If I say I won't kill you, no one below me will dare to touch you, absolutely."
Feng Sanpao believed it.
He has to believe it even if he doesn't believe it.
He finally understood that Tang Xiaobao would only give up if he had to squeeze him dry.
Suddenly, he felt a little regretful.
If I had known earlier, I would have been more honest from the beginning.
This took a long time and I still had to transfer the money.
Why!
With a long sigh in his heart, he gave all the money to Tang Xiaobao.
Tang Xiaobao put away his mobile phone and was quite dissatisfied: "I said Feng Sanpao, you love money so much and you only collect so much. You are so poor and you waste so much of my time. With my temper, I really want to kill you."
Are you, with such a small amount of money, worth it to waste everyone's time?"
Feng Sanpao looked at Tang Xiaobao with some anxiety, fearing that Tang Xiaobao would regret it and kill him.
Tang Xiaobao seemed to know what he was thinking and said with a smile: "Don't worry, in my eyes, a person like you is only worth a few dozen yuan. Now I have spent almost 300 million to buy your life. I think this business is still
It’s a good deal, I won’t kill you.”
Feng Sanpao breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, Tang Xiaobao's cell phone rang.
He answered the call, hummed twice, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "What? Okay, okay, you'll send it over right away, yes, it's in Feng Sanpao's room."
Snap.
After hanging up the phone, Tang Xiaobao sat down again and looked at Feng Sanpao with a smile.
Feng Sanpao's heart started to rise again, and he said tremblingly: "What else do you want?"
"I'll tell you some good news. This time, you have company. Your friend is here." Tang Xiaobao said with a thief smile: "Maybe, my new business has come again."
sweat……
Both Feng Sanpao and Hu Lai couldn't help but tremble.
Tang Xiaobao's smile is so evil.
After a while, someone knocked on the door.
Tang Xiaobao gestured to open the door.
Wenhua walked in with a man.
"Boss, Wei Ming is here."
"Wei Ming?" Tang Xiaobao looked at him and asked, "Are you Feng Sanpao's friend?"
"No, I am from Lao Mao. Oh, in this small town, we all work for Lao Mao."
Wei Ming said.
This Wei Ming is Feng Sanpao's guy.
At this time, he finally saw his partner and was shocked.
Feng Sanpao is no longer what he is, and his original spirit is nowhere to be seen.
However, because he acted on behalf of his boss, Wei was obviously very confident.
Or maybe, this is all pretending. (To be continued)