Chapter 512 Spend money to buy your life

The giant man grinned, revealing his white teeth. His expression was like a shark staring at its prey, with an indescribable bloodthirsty meaning.

He did not immediately answer the middle-aged man's words, but just waved his hand casually. Immediately, a strong man walked out of the darkness, lifted the middle-aged man up, and pressed him on the chair in front of the giant man.

The middle-aged man sat down obediently, not daring to struggle at all. His sitting posture was extremely upright, and he was shaking uncontrollably. His eyes flashed with fear, and his body subconsciously shrank back, trying to stay as far away from the giant man as possible.

The reason why he did this was not because he was timid, but because the pressure brought by the giant man was too strong.

It is no exaggeration to say that in front of this giant man, the middle-aged man felt like a baby in front of the giant. He encountered a natural enemy, a frog, and had no power to resist.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

"Mr. Ding, are you having fun?"

The giant man put away his smile and spoke in a low and rough voice. He spoke in Yanhuang dialect, very slowly, and every word was extremely stiff: "Before we officially start talking, let me introduce myself first. My name is

Arnold is one of the people in charge of this cruise ship."

"Ah...Mr. Arnold, I...I don't understand." The middle-aged man named Mr. Ding swallowed hard, suppressed the fear in his heart, and asked bravely, "Why do you treat me like this?

Did I violate any of your rules?"

"Of course not. Mr. Ding is overly worried. You are our distinguished guest. If I scared you before, I would like to apologize to you."

Arnold held his hands in front of him, bowed slightly, and spoke in a polite tone, which was very different from his ferocious appearance.

When these words came out of his mouth, there was an indescribable sense of dissonance.

However, with the wisdom and eyesight of a middle-aged man, he certainly cannot tell where the sense of disobedience comes from.

He breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed his tense body, and said dissatisfied: "Mr. Arnold, you really scared me. You actually chose such a place to meet me. I thought you were going to do something to me, and there were people just now."

He kicked me, which makes me speechless. I want him to apologize to me!"

"no problem."

Arnold had a weird smile on his lips, and the teasing look in his eyes became even stronger, with a cat-and-mouse look on his face: "As long as Mr. Ding agrees to our conditions, I will immediately ask someone to apologize to you."

"Conditions? What conditions?" Although the middle-aged man was a little slow, he was not an idiot. He immediately became vigilant after hearing this, "Mr. Arnold, I don't remember making a deal with you."

Arnold's smile did not diminish and he was about to continue speaking.

At this moment, Golden Scorpion's impatient voice suddenly came from the earphones: "Arnold, don't waste time with this idiot anymore, get down to business quickly, if he dares not to agree, just throw him out to feed the sharks!"

Hearing Golden Scorpion's voice, the smile on Arnold's face disappeared instantly and he sat upright: "Yes, Your Excellency!"

The next moment, Arnold's eyes suddenly turned cold and ruthless when he looked at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was frightened and numb when he saw Arnold. He had no idea why Arnold suddenly changed his face, but the sense of danger in the other person was real.

"Mr. Arnold, if there is nothing else, I will take my leave first."

The middle-aged man forced a smile on his greasy, fat face, said something cautiously, and then stood up from his seat, ready to start a fight.

Before he could take a step, Arnold had already said coldly: "Did I let you go? Sit down!"

The last two words, Arnold's tone increased, were full of warning and threat, which sounded like thunder in the middle-aged man's ears, making his eardrums buzz.

The middle-aged man's body trembled, with a look of horror in his eyes. Faced with Arnold's cold eyes, he couldn't help but weaken his knees and sat back down again.

"What a gutless loser. He has nothing but a little money."

Arnold laughed secretly in his heart, glanced at the middle-aged man with disdain, and said lightly: "Mr. Ding, I have a question for you, and I hope you can answer it honestly."

"What...what's the problem?" the middle-aged man asked with dodges in his eyes, trembling.

Arnold leaned forward, eyes flashing fiercely, staring at the middle-aged man, sticking out his scarlet tongue and licking his lips: "How much is your life worth? Think about it carefully before you answer."

The middle-aged man's body was shaking even more violently. In extreme fear, his tongue was tied and he could hardly speak clearly: "Is it possible...are you going...to kill me?"

"Mr. Ding, I'm asking you, not you asking me." Arnold put one hand on the table in front of him and tapped his fingers lightly on the table, making a crisp "dah" sound, which was heard in the ears of the middle-aged man.

, like a reminder, "I'll ask you one last time, how much is your life worth!"

Big beads of sweat slid down the middle-aged man's cheeks, and the shirt on his body was soaked with cold sweat.

"Ten million!" He gritted his teeth and whispered.

The knocking sound stopped.

Arnold raised his eyelids expressionlessly and snapped his fingers.

The strong man from before walked out of the corner again, placed a pistol in front of Arnold, and stepped back.

Arnold picked up the pistol, slowly took out the magazine, checked the bullets inside, then loaded the magazine again, and pointed the gun at the middle-aged man's eyebrows: "It turns out that Mr. Ding's life is only worth 10 million, then I

I’ll give you 10 million, how about you give me your life?”

"No...don't kill me..."

The middle-aged man was already as timid as a mouse. Now that he was pointed at by a pistol, his spirit suddenly collapsed and his body shook like chaff.

"Mr. Ding, how much do you think your life is worth now?" Arnold asked slowly, holding his pistol.

The middle-aged man closed his eyes tightly and said in a shouting voice: "Fifty... fifty million, no, one hundred million!"

"A wise answer, after all, no matter how much money you have, you still have to spend it on your life." Arnold said with mockery, "So, is Mr. Ding willing to spend money on his own life?"

The middle-aged man opened his eyes suddenly, just in time to meet Arnold's cruel and cold gaze, and all his courage suddenly disappeared: "I wish... I wish..."

"Very good, then ask Mr. Ding to spend 100 million to buy your own life." Arnold put down his pistol, "Take Mr. Ding to transfer the money, have a good chat with him, and ask him to shut up and stop talking nonsense.

!”

Two strong men in black suits appeared next to the middle-aged man. One of the strong men asked coldly: "Boss, what if he can't come up with so much money?"

"Then throw him into the sea and feed him to the sharks!"

"Understood!"

With a ferocious smile on their faces, the two strong men picked up the middle-aged man's body, one on the left and the other on the right, and dragged him out of the room.

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