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- **This old thing has been protected by some organizations abroad and has never been worried about his own safety, but today she smelled the smell of death and threatened his family.
The old guy¡¯s wrinkled face twitched, ¡°Are you sent by the Chinese government?¡±
"NO! It's true that I am Chinese, but I have nothing to do with the Chinese government at all."
"You lied." The old guy really hoped that Yang Luo would tell her that she was sent by the Chinese government, so that she would still have a chance to survive.
Yang Luo smiled and shook his finger, "I don't need to lie to you, because I am an out-and-out bad guy just like you. But there is one thing we are different about. Although I am a bad guy, I will never betray my country. . And for trash like you, even us bad guys despise you, let alone the people." After saying that, he walked around and said, "Actually, I found you this time because I heard that you are very rich. Let me borrow some travel expenses from you.¡±
Yang Luo never put down the microphone in his hand. He said he was not sent by the Chinese government, and no one believed him. But when they heard him mention money, some people believed him. And he guessed that Yang Luo might have committed some crime in China and ran away to South Korea. He happened to catch up with this incident and extorted some money.
** The spirit is shocking, and the wrinkles on my face seem to be much less. "Money is not a problem. I will give you 100,000 US dollars and put all the people here."
"Pa" Yang Luo slapped her on the head hard again, this time it was not light. The old guy plopped down on the ground, groaning for a long time before he got up. His mouth was full of blood, and two more of his few teeth were missing.
Yang Luosen said coldly: "Are you treating me as a beggar? You donated 200,000 yuan to Japan to buy the Diaoyu Islands, but you actually gave me 100,000 yuan."
**The old face was covered with blood. She was really scared when facing Yang Luo, and said vaguely: "I will give you two hundred thousand, too."
Yang Luo sighed, "It seems you are really ignorant." He took out a gun and put it on her head, "Three hundred million, and it's US dollars, not a penny less."
Libya felt a tightness in her chest, three hundred million? That is her entire net worth, and a lot of it is donations from some anti-China organizations. How did he know I had so much money and so accurately.
Yang Luo tapped his gun on the woman's head: "I'll give you three minutes to think about it. If you don't lend me the money, I will give you a peanut." Then he shouted: "Madman! Put that phone on the ground Bring it to me."
There were clothes on the floor and a lot of phones. He didn¡¯t know which one Yang Luo was referring to, so he picked up one and threw it to Yang Luo.
Yang Luo reached out to catch it and dialed the number.
The little girl Dan Enen is playing games in the crisis management center, and the sound of electronic music is a bit loud.
Kang Min and Lu Jing shook their heads helplessly, "Miss, could you please lower your voice?"
Dan Enen took out the lollipop from his mouth and smiled, "Don't you feel like it's too quiet here every day?"
Lu Jing sighed, "When will you grow up?"
Hearing this, Dan Enen pouted, "I'm already in my twenties and have grown up."
Kang Min and Lu Jing shook their heads at the same time, "I don't think you will grow up even if you are eighty years old."
"Dingling bell"
Dan Enen's phone rang suddenly. The little girl put the lollipop in her mouth, took out the phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, and it was from abroad.
Pressed the answer button and said vaguely: "Who is it! Are you disturbing me from playing games?"
"I am Yang Luo!"
"Yeah!" The little girl jumped up excitedly, "Is there something fun?"
There was a burst of laughter from the receiver, "That's right! I'm in South Korea now, you can get a bank account immediately."
Dan Enen¡¯s eyes lit up, ¡°Have you got money again?¡±
"right!"
"no problem!"
"Clear this call history."
"Okay!" After saying that, he hung up the phone and ran out, not even taking the baby bag containing the lollipop.
Kang Min shouted: "Where are you going?"
Dan Enen waved his hand without looking back, "I'll go back to the dormitory."
Yang Luo looked at ** and said, "Have you thought about it?"
** Don't say a word, the money is all her net worth, if all of them gave this guy. Not only will there be nothing left, but it will also be impossible to keep the position of chairman of the World Uyghur Congress. By then, everything will be lost.
Yang Luo's face suddenly turned cold, "If you don't say anything, you don't want to lend me money." The finger on the trigger began to tighten slowly.
**Staring with eyes wide open, watching Yang Luo buttoningHe held the finger of the machine, and the look of fear in his eyes became more and more intense.
"I give it!" ** cares about everything she has now, including the chairmanship of the World Uyghur Congress and money, but she cares more about her own life. No one is not afraid of death, and she is no exception.
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Yang Luo cursed: "Damn it! The older you are, the meaner you are."
"Dingling" The phone in Yang Luo's hand rang. He pressed the answer button and Dan Enen's voice came over.
"It's done." Then he said a number.
Yang Luo didn't say anything, hung up the phone, and watched as ** told her the account number: "Call and ask them to remit the money to this account. You only have ten minutes. Beyond this time, I won't give you any more money." "I want it." The meaning is obvious, if I can't see the money within ten minutes, then I won't want it, but your life.
? ** Tremblingly, he took out the phone from his pocket and called his son.
"Remit $300 million to this account." Then he told me the account number.
"Mother! Why did you transfer so much money to this account?"
?? **Looking up at Yang Luo's smiling face, for some reason, the fear in his heart did not lessen, but became more intense.
¡°Don¡¯t ask so many questions, it must be remitted within ten minutes.¡±
"OK!"
? **Put away the phone, "It will be remitted soon, you can let us go."
"Haha" Yang Luo looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and hit her head hard with the gun handle. ** snorted, fell to the ground and passed out.
Yang Luo clapped his hands, walked down the podium with the microphone, then wiped the blood on the ground with his hand, walked to the wall, and wrote a bunch of numbers.
¡°Members of the right-wing Korea, the Korean Freedom League, the Comrade¡¯s Association for Defoliant Agents, the Kyung Kyung Friendship Association, and the Korean Parents¡¯ Federation stand up.¡±
Someone in the crowd lowered his head and squatted down slightly to hide himself in the crowd.
Yang Luo pursed his lips, raised his gun, and pointed it at a trembling middle-aged man, the congressman who got off the car with the policeman.
"Tell me, where are they?"
The middle-aged and young man¡¯s legs weakened, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, pointing behind him, "Whereis it!"
"Hoola!" The crowd rushed to both sides, leaving a group of people in the middle, which could number more than a hundred people.
Yang Luo slowly walked over and put a gun on the head of a young man in his twenties, "Which organization are you a member of?"
The young man's body trembled, "Rightright-wing South Korea."
"Who is your president?"
The young man closed his mouth and stopped talking. Yang Luo pulled the trigger without any hesitation.
"Poof" a bloody flower burst out from the stick's head and fell limply to the ground.
Yang Luo put the gun on another young man's head again, "Which organization do you belong to?"
"Right-wing South Korea, this is our president." Pointing to a fat middle-aged man next to him.
The middle-aged man glared at him fiercely, but the young man didn't seem to notice and turned his head to the side. Regardless of how arrogant you usually are, you can sacrifice for the country and the organization. In fact, it's all bullshit. When your own life is threatened, who the hell cares about it.
"Ha" Yang Luo laughed, "You are very aware of current affairs. You members of the right-wing South Korea are all standing over there."
There were about twenty people moving to the open space on the right. There were not many people. It seemed that those attending this meeting were all key members of the organization.
Yang Luo searched the people for a while. Whenever his eyes fell on him, that person would lower his head and shrink back slightly.
Yang Luo walked up to a big man and pointed a gun at his head: "Ever been a soldier?"
This guy¡¯s face was very calm, ¡°Yes!¡±
"Which organization do you belong to?"
"Parents Association."
"Who is your president?"
"I am!"
"Oh?" Yang Luo raised his eyebrows, "Take your people and stand over there."
The big man glanced at Yang Luo coldly, turned around and shouted, leading people over.
Yang Luo chuckled and walked to the other person, "There's no need for me to ask."
The guy nodded fiercely, "In the Xiangjing Friendship Association, that's our president."
¡°As long as Yang Luo points his gun at someone, that guy will tell the truth honestly. And it is worth noting thatThe Comrades-in-arms Association is a purely military organization, and the reaction of these people was also very calm.
But Yang Luo didn't take it to heart. Not to mention they were just ordinary soldiers, they were special forces. They were also dolls in Yang Luo's hands. He could play with them as he wanted.
Yang Luo waved his hand, and the lunatic found a few more phones on the ground and handed them to the presidents of the right-wing organizations.
Yang Luo took out a cigarette, lit one, took a puff and said, "Within ten minutes, each organization will transfer five million U.S. dollars to that account. If I don't receive the money, I will execute you all."
Yang Luo knows that these guys are all non-governmental organizations and they don¡¯t have too much money. Five million US dollars is probably their limit. If they are allowed to borrow more money, they may attract outside attention and may cause trouble.
Those guys were very happy when they arrived. The so-called good guys don¡¯t suffer immediate losses. They gave the money first. When it is safe, these people must not be allowed to leave South Korea.
The madman waited for them to finish the call and put the phone away.
Yang Luo chuckled evilly and said, "All Japanese people will stand up."
There was another commotion in the crowd, with forty or fifty people left in the middle.
Yang Luo walked over and said, "Tell me the name of your organization."
No one spoke. Yang Luo glanced around and finally landed on an old man in his fifties with a cold aura about him.
The old man saw Yang Luo looking at him. The aura on his body was getting colder and colder, and he still faintly exuded the aura that only a superior person could have because he had held the power of life and death for a long time.
Yang Luo had a happy smile on his face. He caught a big fish this time and should be able to make a good profit.
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