As soon as Zhou Wanyong heard these words, he slamd the coffee table in front of him and said, "He Xiao, you're damn ruthless, huh? I owe you just a little money, and you're already eyeing my land titles? Do you know how much those plots are worth? At least five billion. I don't care what you're planning, call your n now and make them back off, otherwise, don't bla for being rude."
He Xiao smiled upon hearing this.
He pulled out a folder from under the coffee table.
After opening it, he pushed it in front of Zhou Wanyong and said, "President Zhou, you might have forgotten, the due date on the IOU was a month ago. It's been over a month, and you haven't shown any intention of paying back. Don't you think I'm in urgent need of money?"
"Do I look like soone who can't pay back? Do you know who I am? It's just six hundred million, right? I warn you, obediently call your n, or else I won't hold back."
Zhou Wanyong roared.
Under such threats.
He Xiao didn't show a trace of fear on his face.
He leaned back on the sofa and sneered, "Oh President Zhou, back when you borrowed money from in Wanggan, you weren't acting like this. I kindly lent you the money, and now you treat like this? I, He Xiao, intend to do business legitimately, but if you want to play tricks with , I'm not an easy target."
Zhou Wanyong jumped to his feet.
He waved his hand and said, "If we can't reach an agreent, then there's no need to talk anymore. This is Lijiang Province, not Wanggan. Here, if you want to play hardball with , let's see. I want to see if it's you, He Xiao, who's tough, or , Zhou Wanyong."
After throwing down these words.
He was about to walk away brashly.
But after just two steps.
He was blocked by two large n.
Zhou Wanyong was stunned.
He turned back and looked at He Xiao, who was lighting a cigar, and asked, "What do you an by this?"
"Nothing much, paying back debts is justified. If President Zhou doesn't settle this today, you certainly won't leave this room."
He Xiao said coldly.
"Are you threatening ?"
Zhou Wanyong asked in surprise.
He Xiao blew a smoke ring: "I wouldn't call it a threat, as long as President Zhou cooperates, everything is negotiable. If you don't cooperate, then I surely won't be so easy to talk to."
"Fine! So you're not letting leave? Then I won't leave today, and don't expect a penny from . I want to see what you can do to ."
Zhou Wanyong returned.
He sat down opposite He Xiao.
He Xiao still had that faint smile on his face.
He stared at Zhou Wanyong for a while and asked, "President Zhou, really not planning to pay?"
"I'm not paying; do whatever you want."
Zhou Wanyong said with a rogue-like deanor.
He Xiao nodded.
Snapped his fingers: "Then bring the person in."
A person? What person?
Just as Zhou Wanyong was puzzled.
Fang Rao walked in wearing a different outfit.
Behind her were four large n.
Two of them each dragging a man in a blood-soaked suit.
Zhou Wanyong took a closer look and was so frightened that he jumped up.
Those two were none other than his own bodyguards.
With a thud.
The two bodyguards were thrown in front of the sofa.
The two security guards, who were just laughing heartily with Zhou Wanyong, now almost didn't even look like human beings, their faces covered in blood, obscuring their features.
Their clothes, too.
Were nearly soaked through with blood.
It was apparent what kind of torture these two bodyguards had endured during the twenty minutes of business talk.
"He Xiao, you bastard, what do you think you're doing?"
Zhou Wanyong roared as he ca to his senses.
He Xiao smiled faintly and said, "Didn't I just say? I'm just here for the money. Since President Zhou said no to paying, I must use so thods. How about this, President Zhou, let's forget the six hundred million. Consider it as buying your life. What do you think?"
"You dare!?"
Zhou Wanyong shouted angrily.
He was about to pounce on He Xiao.
But as soon as he made a move, he didn't dare continue.
Because standing behind He Xiao, Fang Rao pulled out a gun, pointing the dark barrel at him.
This kind of young master.
When had he ever really faced the threat of death?
Upon seeing the gun.
He suddenly lost his nerve.
The rage on his face disappeared.
Replaced by a forcibly squeezed smile.
He reached out his hand and said, "Miss Fang, stop joking, guns don't have eyes; if it accidentally goes off, it won't be fun."
He sat back down in frustration.
Paused and said, "He Xiao, Mr. He, it's not that I don't want to pay, but the company's accounts are tight lately. Can you give so ti?"
"How much ti do you need?"
He Xiao asked.
Zhou Wanyong thought for a mont.
"One week, how about one week? Within a week, I'll transfer six hundred million to your account."
"No."
He Xiao shook his head.
"Then...then five days, is five days okay?"
"Not okay either."
"Three days, the shortest is three days. Six hundred million is no small number; you have to let go out and borrow it."
"No."
"Then tell , how much ti can you give ?"
Zhou Wanyong asked in frustration.
He Xiao held up one finger.
Zhou Wanyong saw it and exclaid, "One day? One day won't work! I can't do it."
"Not one day, one minute. Every minute over will add a hundred million in interest. I'm not negotiating with you; I'm notifying you."
He Xiao said.
One minute?
That's simply impossible.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Wanyong decided not to beat around the bush, slumped his chubby body into the sofa and said, "You're joking with , right? One minute, how could that be possible? Since there's no room for discussion, then let it be. If you have the guts, kill ."
From his perspective.
He believed He Xiao wouldn't dare make a move.
But he didn't expect that just after he finished speaking.
He Xiao stood up.
He took the gun from Fang Rao's hand and walked directly to his face.
Zhou Wanyong, ready to go all out, pointed to his own head with his finger and said defiantnly, "No money, just a life, go ahead, shoot."
With a "bang," the gun went off.
But it didn't hit Zhou Wanyong's head.
Instead, it hit his leg.
A bloody hole ford on his thigh.
After hesitating for a second, Zhou Wanyong started screaming like a slaughtered pig, clutching his wound and wailing.
"You still owe five hundred million."
After He Xiao spoke.
He again raised the gun, aiming it at his other leg.
"He Xiao, you bastard, I'll kill you, I'll definitely kill you! I won't let you have a good day!"
Zhou Wanyong shouted and yelled.
He hadn't expected at all that He Xiao would actually dare to shoot.
Another "bang" sound occurred.
This ti, it hit the other leg.
The intense pain nearly caused Zhou Wanyong to faint.
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