"Here, this is my account, transfer it to this." Wang Yaozu put his arm around Hong Wengang's shoulders affectionately, with a warm smile on his face.
"Then, can you let us go?" Hong Wengang asked bluntly.
"You don't believe me?" Wang Yaozu looked at Hong Wengang with wide eyes, full of disbelief and indignation at being suspected.
Hong Wengang: “…”
Of course I don’t believe you!
"I don't mean it this way, but I do need a guarantee." Hong Wengang tried to be more tactful.
"You just don't believe in my credibility, Wang Yaozu. Am I the kind of person who goes back on my word?" Wang Yaozu yelled and looked at the other people on the boat, "Do you think I am?"
Hong Wengang's group of younger brothers looked confused and did not dare to say what they were thinking.
"Don't say anything?" Wang Yaozu tilted his head and scanned the crowd. Suddenly, a golden desert eagle appeared in his hand. He raised his hand, pointed it at a person and pulled the trigger without saying a word. With a "boom", this
The man's neck was directly broken, and his head, which was only connected by a bit of skin, was hanging 180 degrees on his back. He managed to see what was on his back without looking back, but the world in his eyes became upside down.
The person was not dead at this time, the heart was still beating powerfully, and the blood squeezed towards the head spattered more than two meters high along the carotid artery.
A wave hit, and the yacht swayed slightly. The body fell to the ground with a plop while the body was shaking, and his head was pressed under his body.
"Let me ask you again, am I the kind of person who goes back on my word?" Wang Yaozu asked again as the gun spun in his hand.
"No, no!" A group of people said in unison, surprisingly uniformly.
"You see, your little brothers all know that I am a man of my word." Wang Yaozu turned his head to look at Hong Wengang again.
Hong Wen just swallowed subconsciously. He felt that he was ruthless enough just to survive, but now he knew that he was still far from it.
At least he kills with purpose and will never be affected by emotions. If the cruelty is divided into levels, the guy in front of him is at the full level. He is like a feudal tyrant. The maid serving tea and water beside him accidentally spilled the water.
He might be executed directly by this guy.
"But the problem is, you haven't promised me yet." Hong Wengang was about to cry.
"Uh...really?" Wang Yaozu raised his hand and scratched his head with the muzzle of his gun, looking at Hong Wengang with a puzzled look on his face, "Have I not promised you yet?"
Looking at the muzzle of the gun moving back and forth on the opponent's head, Hong Wengang felt an impulse in his heart. If he rushed to grab it now, would he hit the trigger directly and blow this guy's head to pieces with one shot?
"Yes." If, if his health hadn't been so bad, he might not be able to hit someone with just one arm, Hong Wengang would really have rushed forward.
"Don't worry, I, Wang Yaozu, have always spoken like a spittle. As long as you hand over the money, I will let you go, all of you!" Wang Yaozu patted his chest and spoke clearly in front of everyone, "I use
I swear on my name, I tricked you into writing your name backwards!"
Li Jie, Abu:(???)
Everyone's eyes lit up, and even the bald man who had been questioning just now had sparks of hope in his eyes. There was no other way, they had no room for resistance.
Hong Wengang sighed softly. He didn't believe it. In other words, he could only believe 10% of it at most, because if it were him, he would definitely not give up. He would either not make enemies or eradicate the roots.
However, now that the situation is here, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he must chase it.
"Abu, Abu, bring the phone and give it to our Mr. Hong Wengang." Wang Yaozu greeted.
After taking the satellite phone, Hong Wengang took a deep look at Wang Yaozu and hesitated for a moment, "Shouldn't we go to the bank to transfer money?"
"Telephone banking, you can transfer money." Wang Yaozu patted Hong Wengang on the shoulder.
A look of anxiety flashed across Hong Wengang's face, "Inter-bank transfers cannot be done through telephone banking."
"It's okay, just tell me which bank you are from."
"I..." Hong Wengang's face turned red.
"Or are you lying to me?" Wang Yaozu's expression turned dangerous.
Sighing secretly, Hong Wen just told the bank he used, hoping for a miracle to happen.
"Oh my god, it turns out to be the Huishang Bank in Thailand. I really don't have an account." When Wang Yaozu said this, Hong Wengang breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's okay, let's go back to the shore..."
"No!" Before Hong Wen had finished speaking, Wang Yaozu grabbed the phone and dialed, "Go to Huishang Bank and open an account for me. I'll have it done within twenty minutes."
He hung up the phone and looked up at Hong Wengang, "Look, it's so simple. Now we are in the same bank."
Hong Wengang:???
Less than twenty minutes later, the phone rang again. The bank account was settled. Wang Yaozu grabbed Hong Wengang's hand, put the phone in his palm, and closed it for him.
After sighing for a while, Hong Wengang still pressed the dial button under Wang Yaozu's gaze.
(There was no wireless network at this time, so remote transactions still used telephone banking)
After multiple verifications of identity, account, and password, the money was finally transferred.
After hearing that Hong Wengang had completed the transfer, Wang Yaozu called again to confirm. Then he smiled with satisfaction, reached out and patted Hong Wengang on the shoulder, "Well done, I'm very satisfied."
Hong Wen forced out a smile and looked at Wang Yaozu without saying a word, but the meaning in his eyes was still very obvious.
"I understand, I, Wang Yaozu, keep my word." As he said that, he took the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Akai, hang him down, hang both of you down."
After a while, two people were tied to ropes and came down from the helicopter. They were in the air and the ropes were swinging back and forth. Hong Wenbiao and the two people screamed in fright.
Seeing this scene, Hong Wengang breathed a sigh of relief. Could it be that this man named Wang really intends to keep his promise?
The two people were caught by the bald man, and after breaking the ropes on their bodies, they finally landed safely. Perhaps it was because they had been anesthetized for a long time, and it was difficult for them to stand up, but their faces still showed the look of those who had struggled to survive in life.
carefree.
"So, I, Wang Yaozu, still have credibility, right?"
"Yes, yes, Brother Yao is like this." Hong Wengang gave a thumbs up, and a group of younger brothers behind him also agreed.
"Okay, let's get together and part ways, that's it." Wang Yaozu patted Hong Wengang on the shoulder and greeted Li Jie who came out of the yacht and walked toward the rope ladder.
Coming closer, Li Jie nodded slightly to Wang Yaozu. Wang Yaozu raised his brows and was the first to climb up with a smile.
Sitting at the cabin door, Wang Yaozu waved to Hong Wengang below, "Xiao Hongzi, let's see you later!"
Hong Wengang pulled an ugly smile from the corner of his mouth, waved his hands, and cursed in his heart, but said: "Brother Yao is welcome to come to Thailand as a guest at any time, and I, Mr. Hong, will treat you well."
"Well, if you say that, then I will come down and go back with you!" With that said, Wang Yaozu made a gesture to come down.
Hong Wengang: “…”
The raised hand suddenly became stiff. At this moment, he wanted to raise his hand and give himself a big mouth. How could he have such a mean mouth!
"You don't welcome me, are you lying to me?!" Wang Yaozu's face darkened, he grabbed Gatling Bodhisattva and pointed his gun firmly at the yacht.
!!!
Who can bear to call Gatling out if they don't agree with each other?
Hong Wengang and others cried on the spot, raised their hands and shouted loudly: "No, welcome, very welcome!"
"Hahaha, I'm teasing you, let's go, let's go." Wang Yaozu laughed and pulled Gatlin back again.
Who the hell is teasing Gatlin!!!
Seeing the helicopter closing the cabin door and starting to climb, Hong Wengang's nerves relaxed, his whole body went limp, and he fell backwards. Fortunately, the bald man standing behind him reacted quickly and held Hong Wengang up to prevent him from falling.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm just a little tired." He raised his hand to wipe his sweat, and Hong Wengang helped the bald man to stand still.
Everyone on the boat breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time felt weak all over. This kind of emotional ups and downs was really exciting.