231 rooftop cold wind

The elevator door opened with a jingle, and the group of people who were waiting outside the door of Luo Minxiang's office to ask for money ran to the elevator. The scene was very crazy and unstoppable. Luo Minxiang's driver was quick-eyed and closed the elevator, and the elevator quickly ran downstairs.

The driver didn't expect that there would be so many people. He leaned against the wall of the elevator and whispered, "Mr. Luo, what should we do?"

Luo Minxiang gritted his teeth, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes. This group of people would not be scared away by his empty city plan as last time. The news disclosed by the newspaper was too detailed and described his financial situation as miserable. Unless he can immediately take out money to prove that he is not close to the edge of bankruptcy, all other remedies. The measures are superfluous. And those newspapers are so targeted that he can't think of anyone else except from Luo Qunhang.

He gritted his teeth, and there was an indescribable and happy idea in his mind. Luo Qunhang was finally forced to reveal the true face of the Luo family. There was the same blood in their bones, which was originally a hill. The ferocious and cunning in the nature of the Luo family, it was impossible that Luo Qunhang did not inherit, and he finally forced Luo Qunhang also showed his original shape.

He was a little stunned. The driver looked at him distracted and asked softly, "Mr. Luo, where are we going?"

He came to his senses and whispered, "Anyway, I can't go back to the office. Let's get in the car first."

The elevator door jingled softly. He walked out first, but his mobile phone rang at the same time. He looked at the caller ID, which was the company's financial phone, and his eyes flashed and gently picked up the phone.

On the other side of the phone was the voice of the company's finance, whispering, "Mr. Luo, the bank that provided the loan to the Tujia Village Building called a few calls in the morning and told us that if we can repay in advance, we can consider reducing or exempting interest, and if we can't repay the interest on time..."

The voice of finance did not go on. Luo Minxiang sneered. What if he can't repay the interest on time, act in accordance with the terms of the contract, auction the mortgage property, etc. Luo Qunhang's news was not in vain, and even the bank heard the news, worrying that he did not have the ability to pay back the money, and that a large amount of money became a dead account. He thought a few times, but he didn't say anything. He hung up the phone coldly. The bank? What he is least worried about now is the bank. After all, there is still some time before the date of paying the interest.

He looked at the car parked in the parking lot and walked quickly to the car. The large group of people could not react. If they didn't leave, they would be surrounded by them.

The driver opened the door, and he also sat on the car. When he was upset, he did not sit in the back seat, but opened the door next to the co-pilot and sat in.

The two just sat down. Luo Minxiang sat in the car with peace of mind and whispered, "Go quickly. Let's go back first."

But I felt a cold barrel on the back of my head, and a cold voice sounded in the carriage and said, "Where are we going back? We like to talk on the rooftop."

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Luo Minxiang's driver was knocked unconscious in the car, and Luo Minxiang was pointed at his head by two big men and picked up the stairs in the building. There were 20 or 30 floors in the building. In the past, he had never walked the stairs. He went up and down the elevator, and it looked very high and far away.

Today, I was pointed at my head with a gun and climbed up step by step. Suddenly, I felt that it was not so tiring to climb the stairs.

He was facing his head by the cold barrel. If he was a little slower, he would be kicked in the back. This was an experience he had never had before. He was embarrassed and tired, and he had no face to the extreme.

When he slowed down a little, he was kicked hard again. He said coldly, "I know who you are. Is it necessary?"

The man with the gun smiled and said, "Who am I? I'm your creditor."

Luo Minxiang knew that as soon as the news spread, the big creditors who asked Chicheng to get money from the underworld would certainly not be relieved. He would have to come forward to ask what was going on, but he didn't expect them to use such a savage and primitive way.

He whispered, "I don't know if it's you yet. Chicheng is not here now. He handles all these things. Without him, nothing can be confirmed."

The big man sneered, pointed a gun at his head and said, "Don't talk about Chicheng. Even if he is here, he can't stop the two brothers from pointing guns at your head. As for whether you recognize us as creditors and have guns, you can't help it.

Luo Minxiang has always been used to being arrogant and domineering. After listening to the big man's words, he can't help sighing. There are people in this world who are more unreasonable than him. He shook his head secretly, thinking of the tough style of the past, and he also sighed a lot in his heart for a moment.

Walking and stopping, he slowed down and was kicked a few times by the two men behind him. The three finally got to the rooftop. On the 20 or 30 stories high building, the wind roared and the wind blew vigorously. The two men pushed him hard. He stumbled out a few steps, and then fell to the ground.

Two men squatted in front of him, pointed a gun at his face, moved back and forth, and asked softly, "The wind here is strong enough to wake you up. Tell me, how are you going to pay back the money?"

Luo Minxiang thought of the deficit account. He had a splitting headache. No matter how strong the cold wind was, he couldn't think about it. He hesitated a little, and his face was already hurt. He said, "Think about it quickly. I don't have the patience. If the method is feasible, I will let you go. I will throw you down from here. Let me tell you, on the day you borrowed money, my brothers have pooled money to buy you high insurance, killed you and got the compensation.

Although Luo Minxiang was pointed at the head by a gun, he always regarded him as a joke, because he was a person who owed money and had the possibility of repaying the money alive, but he died, and there was no way to recover the money. Therefore, people who usually owe money, especially those who owe a lot of money, do not die, but are carefully protected. Even if they want to die, they can't die.

He was prepared to be tortured and bullied, but he never thought of it. The big man said that he would kill him and receive high insurance compensation. He knew the insurance regulations. Accidental death in such a short time may not be within the effective period of the insurance.

He shook his head and said coldly, "Don't force me. The more you force me, the more empty I am. I can't think of a way to pay back the money."

One of the big men sneered and saw that Luo Minxiang was cunning and didn't pay attention to their words at all. He poked his big hand, grabbed Luo Minxiang hard, and pushed him onto the wall guardrail on the edge of the rooftop.

Luo Minxiang was suddenly pushed up the guardrail on the rooftop. He looked down and was dazzled. The pedestrians walking on the street were as small as ants, and his body was shaken by the strong wind. If the man pushed gently behind his back and let go, he would fall out like a broken kite.

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