At nine o'clock in the evening, the Song Family Manor was tense.

The huge flying into the hall of the Pavilion was sitting, and there were two large groups of people with bad looks and murderous intent.

On the left are Han Yue, Song's mother and other Han Song families, with nearly fifty people, surrounded Han Nanhua and Song Wansan and looked towards the opposite side.

Opposite the Han and Song families were a group of men and women wearing camouflage uniforms, with yellow and black skin, giving people indescribable toughness and tenacity.

The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a black vest with a scar on his face, leaning against a chair carelessly, looking at Han Yue and other women with evil eyes.

Especially when I smile, the scars on my face twitched, as if a centipede was moving, which was very scary.

Ye Fan also saw an acquaintance beside the middle-aged man.

Chen Chenxi, Chen Ximo's mother.

The black dress shows the perfect body of a woman, exquisite and charming curves.

The interlaced long legs of stockings reflect a smooth and delicate luster under the light.

She drank tea slowly and casually, her pretty face was careless, as if she didn't care about the negotiation at all.

There is a marble table in the middle of both sides, but there is no tea and pastries on it, and there is only a tablet.

The computer has just finished playing, but the screen stays at the moment when ten people are shot.

"Mr. Song, Mr. Han, how about it?

Have you considered it?"

The middle-aged man raised his legs and kept shaking and laughing: "A day passed, ten more died. Three days ago, thirty people were blown away by their heads."

"They are all your employees and nephews. You capitalists are so cruel and don't sympathize with these people who work and work hard for you?"

He smiled and shouted, "You are so unhuman, aren't you?"

"Jin Tuqiang, you don't follow the rules, go back on your word, extort huge amounts of blackmail, and even speak sarcastic words. Are you shameless?"

Han Yue has always had a bad temper: "Believe it or not, I'll take you all off."

With this delicate shout, many elite Han Song flashed around, looking at Jin Tuqiang and Chen Chenxi with murderous aura.

"Miss Han, you have a good foundation. You have lost so many people in the triangle area, and more than 300 people have been deducted. There are so many loyal people, and they have rich backgrounds."

Jin Tuqiang's eyes violated Han Yue wantonly: "It's just that no matter how many people come, they are still a group of waste."

Han Yue was about to speak again, Han Nanhua waved to stop him, and then looked at Jin Tuqiang and said, "Jin Tuqiang, you are half a businessman. I don't know that everything will be left on the front line. Will you meet again in the future?"

He sank his tone: "You have done things so absolutely, aren't you worried about retribution in the future?"

"Mr. Han, everyone is old, let alone being empty, don't you think you don't believe those words just now?"

Jin Tuqiang sneered when he heard this: “Retribution?

What retribution?

If there is really retribution, can you, Han Nanhua, still make a fortune?"

"I'm just saying one thing, three hundred people, do you want it or not?"

He was very arrogant: "You can afford to consume, we can afford to consume even more, let alone the fight against the rich this time is no less than making a fortune for twenty years."

Song Wansan didn't even raise his eyes: "One person has 100 million yuan, do you think we printed money?"

"Mr. Song, it's really difficult to take out hundreds of billions of cash, let alone a lot of your assets have been confiscated."

Before Jin Tuqiang could speak, Chen Chenxi, who had been smiling lightly, put down his slender thighs and smiled sweetly, said to Song Wansan and the others: "But as long as you sincerely want to save people, you have money, you have money to save people, you have no money, and you have no money to save people."

"The 30 billion ransom does not necessarily require you to take out real money and silver, which can be converted into shares of the Han and Song families."

"Mr. Jin said that if you are willing to give the Jin family 30% of the group shares, he will immediately release 300 Han Song members."

"At the same time, fourteen large ships and sixty-seven corpses were given."

"If you will still protect you in the triangle area and allow you to invest again."

She glanced over her red nails and glanced at her: "Of course, that mineral vein and fourteen hard currency will not be returned."

"You guys are really shameless."

Han Yue slapped the table again when he heard this, and anger burst into tears in his eyes: "Extort our astronomical figures, and then use this money to invest in the shares, and you still need 30% of the shares of the two companies. You are so shameless than the other."

"Do you know how much assets the Han and Song families have?

You want to take away 30% with just a quick sentence?"

"Care to protect, reinvest, and cultivate leeks and get another wave?"

"I tell you, when I go back, I will tell Jin Wendu and them that I will release the person for me within three days, otherwise the Han and Song families will take revenge at any cost."

"You have some guns and territories, and we have some money."

"We will do nothing for the rest of our lives, and we will sell our property and fight to the end with you."

"We hire killers and mercenaries every day, but I don't believe that I can't kill you."

Han Yue is as popular as ever, and the sons and nephews of Han and Song families share the same hatred for the enemy.

Han Nanhua also sighed: "Your Jin family is not negotiating, it is completely robbery."

"Tsk tsk, isn't civilization good at all?

What are you saying to grab it?”

Jin Tuqiang laughed loudly after hearing this: "But if you really think so, then we will admit it."

"You only have one way to go now, either 30 billion cash or 30% of the shares of Han and Song's two families."

"If the agreement cannot be reached, not only will the three hundred hostages die, but Mr. Han and Mr. Song will also be in danger."

"Ms. Han bought a murderer, but we had no money, so we killed ourselves."

Jin Tuqiang looked at Han Yue with a ferocious expression: "I just don't know if the killer you hired will be more than our 30,000 soldiers."

"Mr. Song, Mr. Han, people are with money, but people are not there, what's the use of more wealth?"

Chen Chenxi smiled sweetly: "You should agree quickly. Three hundred lives cannot be ruined in vain."

"Besides, Mr. Jin and the others didn't want you for nothing, they will protect you."

She threw out a blank check: "As long as Jin Shao has shares, no one dares to provoke you again."

"We have been in a state of peace for decades and have been protecting ourselves and have been safe and safe. We don't need your protection."

Song Wansan showed a tough look: "Please go back."

Jin Tuqiang laughed loudly, then his voice became cold: "It seems that Mr. Song, are you punishing me if you toast or not?"

Han Yue drew out his pistol with a whoosh: "Jin Tuqiang, don't bully people too much, don't I'll shoot you randomly."

Seeing Han Yue pulling his gun, the people around Jin Tuqiang reacted continuously, and they also flashed a dagger toward Han Yue.

The bodyguards of the Song family and their nephews also showed their weapons.

The two sides were stalemate with each other with wide eyes, and the atmosphere instantly became load-bearing.

"Kill me?"

Jin Tuqiang stood up from the chair, laughed wildly, and swayed to Han Yue: "If you have the ability, shoot."

"You can go here, go here, or call here."

He grabbed the gun and pointed it at his head, heart, and neck: "You can hit whatever you want, and I will fight back and be a puppy."

"But you have to remember that after killing me, none of you can run away, and the plenary meeting died cruelly in the hands of Mr. Jin."

"Although I am just an envoy of the Jin family, a dog, but I have been with him for many years. It is worth your life to be buried with you."

Jin Tuqiang raised his neck: "I can guarantee that as soon as I die, three hundred nephews of Han Song will fall to the ground immediately."

Han Nanhua waved his hand with a cold face and shouted, "Han Yue put away the gun."

Han Yue hung his muzzle with resentment, although he was frustrated, he also knew the consequences.

Three hundred people, the biggest weakness.

Chen Chenxi curled his lips and smiled slightly, feeling very disdainful, as if he had expected this ending.

"Miss Han, why did you put down your gun?"

"It's useless to give you a chance, it's so disappointing to me."

Jin Tuqiang laughed arrogantly and reached out to slap Han Yue's pretty face.

"roll!"

Han Yue avoided the other party's rudeness and looked fierce: "Don't be arrogant, we are not as cruel as you, but we still ask Ye Tang to take action."

"Ye Tang?"

Jin Tuqiang laughed when he heard this: "Ye Tang is worried about internal and external troubles now, and he can't handle his own affairs. Where can I have time to stand up for you?"

Obviously he also found out a lot of things.

Han Yue's voice sank: "I really think no one can deal with you?"

"The Jin family, the new overlord of the Triangle District, the first tyrant family, and 30,000 armed forces."

Jin Tuqiang shrugged and disagreed: "No one can deal with us now, why don't you deal with me?"

"I'll deal with you."

At this moment, Ye Fan stepped into the hall with a step, and the cold voice made the audience sank instantly.
Chapter completed!