Chapter 77 Name
Hijacking 3,000 people, this joke seems to be a little bigger!
The 3,000 people present are almost divided into two categories. One is some background, such as Su Haibo, who look at each other in surprise and smile, and the other is Zhang Bowen, who is stunned and uneasy.
But no matter what, now the scene has been controlled, and everyone is led by the man on the stage.
From light to darkness, and then suddenly from darkness to sudden light, this kind of visual surprise subconsciously gives people a fearful idea, and it is this mentality that makes the man on the stage take the initiative.
"Now, there is only one safe exit behind me. If you are sitting in VIP and first-class seats, you can write down the IOU. I will let you go out, but the amount of this IOU is at least worthy of your identity." The man laughed.
"As for the second-class seats, I'm sorry, you can only inform your parents to send the money. If not, I will dispose of it one by one."
The man's voice is not loud, but everyone has a creepy feeling. Even the old calves who are facing the colorless old gods can't help squinting and looking carefully.
No one believes that these people have the courage to kidnap all the local tyrants and evil gentry in Jinjiang. Even if they want money now, how can you go? Even the old people who eat people and don't spit out bones when they make airplanes can take you down with red eyes.
But if someone really does this group of people, they have to think about what these people's cards will be. For example, everyone is thinking about a problem now.
Why does this happen in Lin Junjie's concert? Will this be a trap? If reporters are not allowed to interview, a large group of reporters are desperately looking for the right opportunity to take photos. These people will really put the poop basin directly on Lin Junjie's head.
"Brother Sheng, what should I do?" The man in black on the stage squinted his eyes and said with a smile, while Zhang Bowen's face under the stage looked at Pan Hongsheng blankly and asked.
It's not only him, but also the second daughter of the Su family and Tang Jiajia looked at Pan Hongsheng nervously.
Although this man is not the most outstanding man, he is definitely the most reliable man.
"Let's wait and see the change!" Pan Hongsheng shook his head, glanced at the 100 indifferent people in the VIP seat, and said softly, but his eyes were always staring at another middle-aged man next to the talking man.
Because just a few weeks ago, the two of them had a relationship!
That's right. This middle-aged man was a human trafficker who wanted to sell Lin Xiali to Xu Qing, but now he has become the second-in-command on the surface of this hijacking incident!
Pan Hongsheng's only idea now is whether these people will be targeting themselves, including Xu Qing, and whether all this will be a game!
Of course, although he is very reluctant to believe it, Pan Hongsheng must also be prepared for such a result to make his first woman to harm himself.
However, Pan Hongsheng really wronged Xu Qing. As a white church, it naturally means dealing with open things. Under the cover of various identities and the great power of Fahrenheit Group, the white church can change its identity at will.
Looking at Pan Hongsheng's calm expression, Zhang Bowen slowly relieved, and then focused on a middle-aged man in the VIP seat, because the middle-aged man had stood up and walked towards the man.
"Yo, it turns out that someone has already thought about writing an IOU." The man in black said with a smile.
"I think you're wrong. I'm not going to write an IOU." The middle-aged man looked at the man in black with a sneer, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He suddenly took out a seven-star knife from his arms, which was directly on the neck of the man in black.
With one blow, the middle-aged man was a little stunned, and then smiled contemptuously: "Kid, come and play with me before Mao grows up? I started with a black hand.
A middle-aged man is a little proud. As a man who is bleached from black, it is not a woman who has been with him for the longest time, not money, but a knife in his arms. God knows that one day he will encounter a similar situation, and then he will die inexplicably.
"Oh, it turned out to be provocative." The young man looked down at the silver-gray seven-star knife on his neck. The blood groove of nearly half a foot on the knife was dark red, and he obviously did not know the blade blood.
"A provocative? Are you qualified to let me make trouble?" The middle-aged man sneered, and many people who watched this scene were slightly relieved.
It's true that the first bird is shot, but if everyone is waiting to die, it's better to have a bloody scene to make these servile guys bloody.
"I'm not qualified." The man in black shook his head gently and stared at the knife.
People are always like this. No one will spare their lives when they encounter danger early. Even this man in black is the same. The middle-aged man who is different from this was about to say a few words of irony, but the next moment, he suddenly felt a numbness in his arm, and then there was a sharp pain in his chest and the whole body flew into the air in an instant!
The scene changed rapidly. The first second, the middle-aged man compared the man in black with a knife, but the next moment, he found that the middle-aged man had been kicked to death, and there was instant noise in the scene.
"Cough, you've seen it. Don't think you can escape from here. Write down the IOU obediently and work hard to make a fortune when you go back safely, isn't it?" The voice of the man in black gradually became playful. It was really good to play with the local tycoons and evil gentry in the palms of the whole region. No wonder he alone held the whole Fahrenheit Group in his hand.
At this moment, everyone is silent. All the people present are elites. They know what it means to retreat in the face of difficulties and the reason why people have to bow their heads under the eaves.
"Boss Su, you have the right to speak here. I don't know if you can set an example?" Finally, after nearly three minutes of silence, the man in black finally aimed the spearhead at one of the few crows in the Jinjiang River.
When he was named, Su Haibo sat in place with a gloomy face and said nothing, but Su Ya and Su Xue suddenly became anxious.
Will my father be kicked out like the fat man before? The two women looked at each other, and tears filled their eyes in an instant. Although the relationship between father and daughter was not very good, the blood was thicker than water, and they didn't want to see what happened to their father.
"Boss Su, do you want me to invite you in person?" The man in black snorted coldly and slowly walked towards the VIP seat with the middle-aged man behind him. Su Haibo's face finally changed when he saw this scene. He narrowed his eyes and slowly stood up and walked towards the stage.
Being mounted on the head, the clay bodhisattva also has three points of anger, not to mention Su Haibo is also a practitioner.
"Pan Hongsheng, will my father be fine!" Looking at her father walking to the stage, Su Xue finally couldn't help bursting into tears. One hand firmly grasped Pan Hongsheng's arm like a life-saving straw. Although Su Ya beside her did not speak, she stared at her father with a worried face, which also showed her worry at this moment.
Pan Hongsheng sighed gently and didn't say anything. He still doesn't know how he got out with a few friends around him. How can he come out without saying a word? And now he doesn't know the situation on the opposite side at all. The final result of rash action will definitely be counterproductive.
"Boss Su, I don't want much, 100 million yuan. As long as you sign it, you can leave directly..." The man in black smiled and gently sent a notebook to Su Haibo.