“!!”

Brother Zha chewed his teeth tightly, and the masseurs on both sides of his cheeks seemed very abrupt due to the force. He stared at Zhong Wenze with a strong breath, grabbed the receiver's right hand and clenched it hard, and his knuckles turned white.

It took a while.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, took the phone, and his tone calmed down a little: "Mark Lee..."

On the other end of the phone.

"elder brother!"

Ahu's voice rang.

Mark Lee had no desire to talk to him at all.

"Little Tiger!"

Brother Zha gritted his teeth and asked in a hurry: "What did you do? How did you do it like this!"

"I don't know either!"

Ah Hu said angrily: "As soon as we rushed in, we were hit by the shotgun in the corridor as soon as we climbed the stairs. We didn't even have the chance to resist!"

"Damn it, they seemed to have known we were coming, they had been waiting for us here, just wait for us to get in, I..."

"Bang!

Before Ah Hu could finish speaking, he heard a dull sound.

Mark Lee slapped him on the head and knocked his hat away: "It's a big fuck. Can young people pay attention to their quality when speaking? It's so fucking good at all!"

"I..."

Ah Hu subconsciously wanted to refute.

"What are you!"

Mark Lee then slapped again: "The head is wrong for you!"

"elder brother!"

Ah Hu's mentality exploded instantly. When did he suffer such grievances? He shouted at the receiver: "Brother, save me quickly, I'm fucking..."

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The sound of physical beatings sounded again from the other end of the phone.

"I'm going to let you pay attention to your quality!"

"You fucking fart me, right?"

“…”

Brother Zha listened to the sound on the other end of the phone, clenched his fists tightly, slapped the receiver back to the landline, turned his head and stared at Zhong Wenze for a while, and said coldly: "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Ah Hu failed, but he didn't seem to be hurt when he heard his voice. It must have been something that Zhong Wenze had specially instructed that this kid had other ideas.

Zhong Wenze lowered his head and played with his fingernails, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do I want to do?"

Brother Zha breathed heavily: "How can I let my brother go!"

Tony walked to Zha Ge and confronted Zhong Wenze.

"I don't like people talking to me in this tone."

Zhong Wenze squinted his eyes with a cigarette in his mouth and glanced at Brother Zha: "If you speak like this, people who don't know think I owe you millions of dollars and didn't give you."

"you..."

Brother Zha thrust forward, his fists tightly clenched together, and he stared at Zhong Wenze.

Zhong Wenze did not hide at all, his eyes stared at him, and the blue smoke slowly rose up along the cigarette butts, and the atmosphere solidified again.

Several of Brother Shan’s confidant men subconsciously touched the back of the waist, but did not act immediately, but looked at Brother Shan.

"Don't move anyone!"

Zhou Kehua pulled his coat, held the grenade in his inner pocket in his palm, and shouted in a cold tone:

"If you don't want to die, just stay honestly. Life is yours. You don't have to do the maid's work. You have the least amount of money, the heart of being a big boss, and the life of being a cannon fodder!"

As soon as this is said.

Several confidants couldn't help but look at each other and their heads lowered.

They are all brother Shan’s confidants. Now, what does Shan’s relationship with the three brothers Zha Ge are very clear in Yemen. Zhou Kehua’s words are rough and not rough.

"Zhong Wenze!"

Brother Zha's clenched fists slowly relaxed, and his tone calmed down a little: "How can I let my brother go?"

"It's a flop!"

The smiling expression on Zhong Wenze's face disappeared instantly, and turned sharp: "It's already this time, and I'm still calling Zhong Wenze, big man, now you are begging me to let your brother go!"

"Brother Ze!"

Brother Zha clenched his teeth and stared at Zhong Wenze with red eyes: "What do Brother Ze want me to do to let my brother go!"

Ah Hu is his younger brother, so he can't sit still.

"Look, isn't that right?"

The coldness on Zhong Wenze's face disappeared in an instant, and turned into a smiling look, looking harmless as if the young man next door.

He reached out to help Brother Zha tidy up the collar of his suit jacket:

"It's okay to ask me to let your brother go. He took his four younger brothers to my house at night. This is called breaking into a private house, and you have to pay for it."

"By the law, breaking into a private house is a serious crime, especially because they all carry guns."

"Under normal circumstances, I can shoot them directly, but if I don't kill them, you have to pay for it. Thank you for not killing me."

"Besides, they all carry guns, so it's certain that they scared my brothers, so you still have to pay for it. This is legally called mental loss! Do you understand?"

Zhong Wenze began to list one by one with his fingers, and he said it all the way.

Brother Zha and Tony looked at Zhong Wenze, who was sensible, subconsciously looked at each other, and both saw each other's eyes and asked: Is there such a sin?

Brother Zha’s face was so gloomy that water was about to drip out, and he said in a deep voice: “How much do you want?!”

"Ah Hu, this person is the most scary and has the strongest physique. As for other gangsters, although they do not have such a great deterrent power, they should not be underestimated."

Zhong Wenze snapped his fingers and calculated it briefly: "So, after a comprehensive analysis, we will punish multiple crimes together: Ah Hu will compensate two million, and the other four horsemen will compensate one million, a total of six million."

"But, because we are old friendship, I will suffer a little loss and give you a discount of some fraction. The five people will be compensated with a total of five million."

He looked at Brother Zha with a smile: "This price is still a friendly price, it's not an exaggeration!"

"Zhong Wenze, don't go too far!"

When Tony heard this number, he was so angry that he said, "You are blackmailing me!"

"What business do you do? Do you have the nerve to say the word blackmail? I am a law-abiding citizen of Hong Kong. How could I extort you? I am applying for compensation."

Zhong Wenze smiled and shook his head, and walked to the landline again: "It seems that you don't want to pay this money, so I have no choice but to do it all to vent my anger."

"It just so happens that the flowers and plants in my villa yard are malnourished, so they are naturally excellent for fertilizers, and they are simply perfect."

"You dare!"

Tony immediately touched his waist.

"What's not my courage!"

Zhong Wenze snorted coldly and began to press the landline button with his fingers: "Touch me, you can try it?"

Zhou Kehua also walked up and leaned forward with the grenade in his hand: "Come on, at worst, they will all be killed here!"

"Come!"

Tony yelled and rushed up, grabbed Zhou Kehua's collar with his left hand, and the big black star in the palm of his right hand pressed on his head: "Grass mud horse, if you have the seed, you can pull it."
Chapter completed!