Many thoughts flashed through Luo Ang's mind.

He wondered for a while whether Theo wanted to use the death of the boss to gain some benefits.

But doing so is tantamount to pulling chestnuts out of the fire, and it is very likely to cause fire.

He then speculated that maybe Theo really just wanted to talk to Felix?

But if this is the case, does he need to use his connections to ask Hank to transfer the patrol officers in the corresponding area?

Doing this really made Luo Ang have to doubt its real purpose.

Finally, after a long silence, he said into the microphone: "yes!"

While Roang was thinking, Theo had no intention of speaking. He knew how important the matter he said was, and any guy with a right mind would think about it seriously, so he did not try to urge Roang to make a decision.

But after hearing his "yes", Theo couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

"You made a right decision, Leon, you gained my friendship!"

After Luo Ang made his decision, he actually thought about it and joked: "Oh? Then I did make a profit..."

Theo didn't pay attention to his teasing, and quickly reported an address, and then told the length of time required for the blank period.

The deal was concluded, and neither of them had any intention of continuing to be polite and hung up the phone after half a minute.

Roang rubbed it, stared at Fiona's little head eagerly, and told her that Frank would be back soon.

Then I looked at the happy little girl and thought silently in my heart.

Whether he made money or not, he didn't know.

Just like he didn't understand why Theo didn't use their family's network to find him.

Roang also found it hard to imagine what impact today's decision would have on the future.

But no matter what, the cooked duck did not fly away from his hands.

Less than ten minutes after he spoke to Theo, a black SUV stopped in front of the house.

The people in the car did not get out, but opened the side door and let Frank get out with his travel bag.

After watching him walk into the white house in front of him, he slowly drove away.

Frank, who walked into the house, looked at Luo Ang, who was sitting on the sofa, and said with a sneer: "Ahem, I can explain it to you..."

As he spoke, he placed the travel bag on his back at his feet.

"How much did it cost?"

Luo Ang asked directly without even looking at the money in the travel bag, and without any intention of listening to his nonsense.

Frank's eyes flicked back and forth and he said cautiously.

"More than eight hundred..."

Luo Ang said coldly: "Tell the truth!"

Frank smacked his lips, his voice lowered by three points, and said.

"Maybe more than 1,800..."

Luo Ang sneered and looked at him with a cold face, but said nothing.

Frank couldn't stand being stared at. He scratched his chin, put a smile on his face, and coughed dryly.

"Maybe... probably... more than 10,000..."

Seeing that Luo Ang's expression was wrong, he hurriedly explained: "Hey, I just wanted to get high at first, so I asked Fiona to go to Zach and buy some, but later I got a little tricked and spent one or two thousand more.

But I didn’t spend the rest of the money!”

"I could have sworn that there were too many people in the room at that time, so maybe the guy with the long hands took it away!"

"Ten thousand..."

Rohan repeated, looking at Frank who was trying to explain his behavior and asked: "Do you know how much this is?"

“Those T-M guys can buy a nice house in the city center!”

"How did you do it, spend more than ten thousand dollars at home in just a few hours?"

"Did you have a no-holds-barred party at home, or did you ask Madonna to sing happy birthday to you?"

"You fucking come to tell me that just because you, a bastard, wanted to get high, I lost more than ten thousand dollars for nothing? Huh?!!"

“Mother Fxxker’s idiot!”

When Luo Ang thought about it, his mother worked hard every day and only earned four hundred a month.

But the damn drunkard in front of him lost ten thousand yuan because he couldn't control his hand. He felt an uncontrollable anger in his heart and cursed angrily.

"Hey!"

Frank looked at the angry Luo Ang and said hurriedly: "I helped you bring all the money back anyway. How about taking the ten thousand as my reward?"

"ha?"

"You bastard who deserves to go to hell, how dare you negotiate with me for remuneration?"

Roang stood up, took two steps forward, poked Frank's not-so-strong chest with his hand, and roared angrily.

"Fxxk it!"

"Do you know what price I paid to get you out of the hands of that group of people?!!"

What else did Frank want to say, "You..."

"Shut the fxxk up!"

Roang roared angrily, with an angry face, he got close to Frank's old wrinkled face, stared into his cloudy eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Either you pay back the money now, or..."

"I can only send you to Old Larry and let him calculate for me how much your organs are worth!"

Frank was completely panicked when he saw that Roang had already told him that he was going to be handed over to the organ dealers.

"Hey! You can't do this, we are still partners, remember?"

"We are still partners, companions who survived that bus together. You can't do this!"

Luo Ang had a sneer on his lips and said: "Of course I can!"

"Paying back debts is a matter of course!"

He said this sentence in Chinese. Frank didn't understand it, but looking at the look on his face, he already guessed the general meaning. He was running his head anxiously, trying to find an excuse to persuade Roang not to do this.

"Leon, what you are doing is really not... illegal and not in line with humanity... yes, it is not in line with the spirit of humanity!"

Upon hearing his words, Luo Ang sneered.

"Are you fucking kidding me again?"

"When did people from the Southern District start teaching the Fa?"

"Just tell me, how many drugs have you abused over the years, how many fake documents have you illegally used, and even when you received relief funds, you used someone else's identity under false pretenses, are you talking to me about the law now?"

"Not to mention humanitarianism, Frank, you must be out of your mind!"

"If you talk about humanity in the Southern District, I'm afraid even the skeletons in the cemetery will laugh and live..."

Faced with Roan's sneer, Frank was speechless.

Of course he knows that Southern District emphasizes the law of the jungle and the ability of the strong, but does not care about humanity and law.

The most common thing people living here have done is probably breaking the law.

But it was about his own life. Even though Frank knew that what he said was too weird, he still racked his brains to think of excuses so that the young man in front of him would let him go.

After the series of ‘kidnapping, interrogation, questioning, and release’ process just now.

Frank has realized that Roang may not have great energy, but it is still very easy to kill himself.

And Lao Larry, who runs a trading center underground in the South District, is eager to receive new supplies of goods every day and will never take the initiative to ask the seller about the legality of the goods.

What he did was illegal, so how could he care whether Frank acted voluntarily?

Roang sneered, listening to Frank making excuses for himself, and after a while he spoke.

"You don't want to die, right?"

Need to ask?

Frank nodded hastily.

"The money you owe me must be paid back..."

Luo Ang looked at him with disdain and said, "But your entire net worth combined is not more than 10,000!"

Frank didn't blush at all. What the other party said was true. Apart from this house and the monthly disability allowance from his account, he had no savings at all.

Occasionally he has a lot of money because he makes some extra money with the help of his own 'wisdom'.

Let alone 10,000 in cash, he couldn't even get out 1,000 in cash.
To be continued...