Wen Ge rushed into the restaurant, straightened his hair soaked by the heavy rain, and ca directly over, sitting down opposite Li Xiang, speaking in Mandarin, "Are you Shao Gang?"
Even though Miao Wa Di is overseas, it has close ties with the mainland, and the common language here is Mandarin.
Li Xiang was playing the role of Shao Han’s brother, Shao Gang, keeping close contact with the other party.
Wen Ge’s n entered wielding weapons, sitting around them with the gun barrels vaguely pointed at Li Xiang and Yang Ming, always on guard.
It was Yang Ming’s first ti seeing such a scene, and he imdiately beca a bit nervous. He glanced at Li Xiang and found that the other person remained calm while being surrounded by so many guns, feeling greatly impressed: There really is a difference between people.
"Yes, where’s my sister?"
"Where’s the money?"
Wen Ge retorted, and his n cooperatively raised their rifles, four dark gun barrels pointing at Li Xiang and Yang Ming, ready to turn them into sieves within three seconds if Wen Ge gave the order.
Yang Ming, usually lively and talkative, was also intimidated by their oppressive entrance.
He could only sit there, pretending to stay calm.
The restaurant owner was busy in the kitchen, planning to co out and greet the guests after hearing soone enter from outside.
Upon seeing the scene, he imdiately retracted his head, unwilling to get involved.
"Five hundred thousand, right here, where’s my sister?"
Li Xiang pulled out a bank card from his pocket and slowly placed it on the table, displaying a composed deanor as if he didn’t notice the four guns pointed at him.
Wen Ge gave a signal, and one of the ard n ran to the door, beckoning to a van, which promptly opened its door.
Two people dragged a ragged girl off the van.
The heavy rain instantly drenched them.
Li Xiang was just about to stand up and check when one of the gunn pushed down on his shoulder, while the others aid their guns at him.
The girl’s head drooped weakly, her whole person extrely feeble without even a trace of strength to assess her surroundings.
She allowed herself to be dragged into the restaurant by the two n, who then threw her to the ground.
"Take it easy, dammit."
"Sit down, dammit."
Seeing Shao Han in such a state and still being treated so roughly, Li Xiang beca furious, but the other party was evidently not to be trifled with, imdiately striking Li Xiang on the back with a rifle butt.
Ouch—
Li Xiang glared at the guy: Don’t let catch you, or I’ll kill you.
"What are you staring at? Not satisfied? I can shoot you dead if you are. You think you’re still back in the mainland? Here, the gun in my hand calls the shots," the gunman swaggered boastfully.
"I want to check on my sister."
"Go ahead."
Only then did Li Xiang leave his seat, coming to Shao Han’s side to check her injuries.
With Grandmaster Level expertise in forensic dicine, he was very professional at examining injuries.
Shao Han’s skin was covered with wounds, so from cigarette burns, so bruised by electric batons, and even so open wounds that had started to fester, evidently untreated effectively.
The whole person looked neither like a human nor a ghost due to the tornt.
Feeling her forehead, she still had a fever, the condition evidently at a critical mont.
"Are you done? If so, transfer the money over."
After Wen Ge spoke, his lackey brought over a POS machine, inserted the card from the table into it, and then brought the machine to Li Xiang: "Password!"
Li Xiang glanced at the POS machine and looked around at everyone.
Everyone’s nerves were highly strung, and if Li Xiang dared to play any tricks, he’d certainly face the consequences.
Li Xiang understood this too; at this mont, he wouldn’t gain any advantage, so he obediently took the POS machine from the gunman’s hand and pressed the keys one by one.
"Transfer successful. 500,000 yuan received!"
Upon hearing the sound of the money being received, Wen Ge’s mouth split into a wide grin, easily receiving the money.
"Can I take my sister with now?"
Li Xiang threw the POS machine back to the other party, fearlessly looking at Wen Ge.
"Heh heh, your sister can go!"
"Xiao Ming, help out!"
"Okay!"
Li Xiang shouted to Yang Ming, who was sitting there, and the latter responded, rushing over to help him. The two of them supported the limp Shao Han like a rag, getting ready to leave!
"Hold on!"
Just as Li Xiang and his group were about to leave the restaurant, Wen Ge leisurely taunted.
Sure enough, it’s not that simple!
Li Xiang thought to himself, these people’s actions are very Miao Wa Di!
"What, are you planning on reneging on your word?"
"Hahaha~"
Hearing Li Xiang’s "naive" inquiry, the gunn imdiately burst out laughing mockingly.
"Keep our word? How could we not? Everyone knows CC Park is known for keeping promises. I said your sister can leave, and she can, but I didn’t say both of you could leave!"
"You..."
Li Xiang feigned anger but was actually secretly pleased, seemingly half of the plan was successful.
Seeing the expressions of Li Xiang and them being angry yet not daring to speak, the people from CC Park around them wore expressions of cats toying with mice.
At this mont, they were the strong, wantonly mocking the weak!
"Don’t go too far. My family only has my sister. We mortgaged our house to scrape together the money. From now on, we’ll be working to repay debts. Why push people to the brink?"
Li Xiang suppressed his angry expression, trying to reason with them to make them stop.
But for those devoid of humanity, what difference does it make to them if your ho falls apart?
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