Chapter 431 Blackmail

Of course, it is not enough to rely on the financial support of Jurong to realize such an ideal. After all, this Chinese commercial giant ship is not a charity. If such a goal is to be achieved, the Chinese government must take action. Macro-control, monetary tightening, reducing inflation, standardizing land management, and touching the whole body. There are still too many ways to go to reduce housing prices.

When he saw Pan Xiaoning, Wang Zheng suddenly narrowed his eyes and smiled.

In fact, in Wang's view, he has always been a peace-loving person. He has never been punished if he does not offend me. Of course, there is another sentence, that is, if someone offends me, I will dig your ancestral grave.

For a long time, Wang Zheng has never taken the initiative to provoke him. Well, in this way, Wang Daslayer is too hated. Why didn't those who offend him provoke others and chose him?

Pan Xiaoning is the same for Wang Zheng. Originally, everyone did not violate the river, but Master Pan, the local snake in Fuzhou, sent someone to assassinate Wang Zheng and Han Xingye. For Wang Zheng, this is a life-and-death hatred.

No matter how the enemy is tortured, he will not have any pity. There are some things that when they choose to do, they should think about how to bear the corresponding consequences.

"Brother Zheng, this is really a good gift." He Hong laughed.

Seeing Wang Zheng, Pan Xiaoning suddenly became excited and shouted, "Wang Zheng, it's really you. Fuck you, let me go!" I won't let you die!"

"Do you really think you are the big brother of the gangster?" Wang Zheng squatted down with a smile, looked at Pan Xiaoning and said, "Call your dear father."

Lin Xijue turned on Pan Xiaoning's mobile phone and handed it over.

"I won't fight." Pan Xiaoning said with great backbone, "I know you want to blackmail, and I will never let you succeed."

"To tell you the truth, I'm blackmailing, and you are the best bargaining chip." Wang Zheng stood up and smiled happily: "If you don't call, I'll call you."

In fact, the phone is in Wang Zheng's hands, and he can completely contact Pan Lianming by himself, but for a hostage, whether he will listen to Wang Zheng's words is likely to have a decisive impact on the direction of the whole incident.

"Then hit me." Pan Xiaoning twisted his neck and said, "I won't give in to you."

"Unnecessary toughness has no effect, which will only cause you more damage." Wang Zheng said with great interest: "I tell you, if you really fall into the hands of the enemy during the war, don't call out everything after the other party tortures and confesses. That's too late. If you act very hard at the beginning, until the other party nails the bamboo stick into your nails and burns it with a soldering iron. You just confessed all your muscles. Isn't that so much pain in vain? Is it too much to outweigh the losses?

Pan Xiaoning heard some hint from Wang Zheng, and his voice trembled slightly, but he still said stubbornly, "What's wrong? What do you want to do to me? Come on!"

"Have you ever tried scratching your nails on the blackboard?" Wang Zheng said with a smile.

"What do you want to do?" Pan Xiaoning's face flashed with a trace of panic. Who hasn't tried to scratch the blackboard? That kind of palpitations, as long as you try it once, you definitely don't want to come again.

"It's actually very simple." Wang Zheng stretched out two fingers with a bright silver needle between his fingers.

"I count to three. If you don't make this call, I will insert this silver needle into your nails." Wang Zheng said with a smile.

After listening to Wang Zheng's words and thinking about the consequences of inserting a silver needle in his nails, Pan Xiaoning couldn't help shivering!

"Do you want to make a phone call?" Wang Zheng shook with a silver needle in front of Pan Xiaoning's eyes.

"I won't fucking fight!" Pan Xiaoning said angrily.

"Okay, one, two, three." Wang Zheng said to count to three, but he never said whether there was a pause between these three numbers!

When the sound fell, Wang Zheng had already pinched Pan Xiaoning's right thumb, and the long silver needle pierced it against his thumb!

"Ah!"

An uncontrollable voice came out of Pan Xiaoning's throat, and the guy began to scream, looking extremely tragic!

"Do you want to make a phone call?" Wang Zheng looked at Pan Xiaoning with interest.

"I'll fight, I'll fight, I'll fight, please don't stab me!" Large drops of cold sweat dripped from Pan Xiaoning's forehead.

Wang Zheng laughed and said, "I told you not to be unnecessarily tough, but you still don't listen."

But next, Wang Zheng frowned and looked at Pan Xiaoning with a sarcastic face and said, "My needle just pierced your skin. You screamed so fiercely. If you really pick up your nails, you still have to scream to death?"

After saying that, Wang Zheng held a silver needle with no blood on it!

Looking at the silver needle, Pan Xiaoning was stunned.

"Dad, it's me." Pan Xiaoning said in a slightly trembling voice after the phone was connected.

"Nonsense, I know." Pan Lianming said, "Let me talk to Wang Zheng."

Pan Xiaoning curled his lips. He thought that his father would take good care of him, but after the phone was connected, he had nothing to do with him.

"Boss Pan, should we meet?" Wang Zheng smiled and said, "I admire Boss Pan very much. I want to see him, but I can't. I have to invite you here first."

"What a high-sounding excuse." Pan Lianming said, "Where are you? What conditions are required to release Xiaoning? We can talk face to face."

Wang Zheng's mouth pulled an arc: "It's a good idea to talk face to face. It's not impossible for you to see your son. It depends on how deeply Boss Pan has feelings for your son.

"Dad, come on, come and save me!" Pan Xiaoning shouted, "I'm here, I'm here, and I don't know where the fuck is!"

"What are you going to have?" Pan Lianming obviously heard his son's cry and said in a low voice.

"I want the whole black hand meeting." Wang Zheng said with a smile, "I don't know if Boss Pan is willing to give it?"

"I warn you, don't joke, don't take an inch, otherwise you can't bear the consequences." Pan Lianming suppressed the anger in his heart.

"I'm not kidding." Wang Zheng took the phone and said with a smile, "It's just a black hand club. It's just your boss Pan's industry. Is this important performance compared with your son's life?"

"Dad, give it to him! Give it to him! Let him let me go first, and then we'll grab it! No matter how important the black hand is, it is not as important as my life!" Pan Xiaoning cried aside.

And Pan Lianming at the other end of the phone is still silent.