Gentlemen do not stand under the dangerous wall, the people present may not all be gentlemen, but they are all rich people who sacrifice their lives and lives, and suddenly everyone changed when they heard the words, even Tang Bao became nervous, and touched Zhou Yi: "Nima, this is your brother-in-law, mixed ~ black? Boss, if you help me talk about it, let's not do any witnessing, or go ahead with thirty-six plans." ”

"Why are you in a hurry? Brother Guan didn't show up, which means that there is no problem. ”

Zhou Yi glanced at Li Jucheng, Superman was holding a cup of black tea and drinking it gently, his face was calm; in the face of the century bandits who had hundreds of pounds of explosives tied to their bodies, their faces did not change, what is this little scene? Guan Feng is his personal security guard, a generation of masters, and he has not shown up at this time, there is this variable, not to mention these people under Henry, even if they are replaced by a group of top killers, they don't want to hurt Superman, Zhou Yi can see it clearly.

"This Lord John lost a full 300 million euros in my casino, and there are still 200 million euros left to return"

Henry smiled, took the Desert Eagle from a man in a suit, and stroked it gently, very dick and style, but unfortunately Zhou Yi saw that his calf was slightly tendoned.

Holding the Desert Eagle on John's head, Henry sneered: "It doesn't matter if you are a nobleman or a commoner, the result of not paying back the money is 'bang', of course, Lord John's collection also interests me, "The Last Supper?" Master Falmer? Oh! That's my idol, my pursuit, my dear Falmer, your followers can finally touch you up close." It's wonderful, it's wonderful" walked a few steps to the painting, and through the crystal frame, Henry put his face on it with an obsessive face, like a nymphomaniac meeting a dream goddess, and that crazy look was like a psychopath in a Hollywood movie. It made people palpitate a lot, and they didn't believe his words a little more.

"Dream, you trash, bastard, inferior person! You don't deserve it. You don't deserve it!Take away your dirty hands and smelly face, and don't insult Master Falmail!"

John's face turned pale and he struggled hoarsely. Even though the man in the suit next to him punched his forehead, blood flowed, but he still stared at Henry angrily, his eyes fierce as if he wanted to bite off a bite of his flesh before he was willing.

Many collectors, people who really have a passion for art, are looking at Henry with indignation at the moment, unconsciously siding with Lord John. Even Hashimoto gasped for breath and glared at Henry fiercely, all messed up, the title at his fingertips was now unknown, how could this humble guy dare to bully a nobleman like this? Even a declining nobleman would never allow it! The servility in the bones of the island people made him unable to accept Henry's challenge to the aristocracy.

"What are you going to do. The casino owner?the X-hand party from Corsica?I also know the Black ~ Dragon Club."

"Shut up!" a man in a black suit slapped his backhand in the face, blood foaming everywhere: "Island dog, do you want to find death?"

"Insults?"

Henry was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Honorable Lord John, I'm afraid you are the one who really insulted the master, right? Please read his bet with me. ”

"Promise: In order to pay off the gambling debts, Mr. John will auction The Last Supper. If the auction proceeds exceed 150 million euros, the Casino will relinquish ownership of the painting, in which case the painting will go to the casino, along with all the property in Mr. John's name, including the castle. It will also be subsumed under the name of the casino, and both parties will not be repugnant"

Emma walked up to Henry's voice and read a copy of the agreement in her hand: "Sir, as our boss said, it is this Lord John who has really insulted Master Farmer. He lost a whole 200,000,000,000 euros in our casino, and because he had no money to return it, he mortgaged this painting of the Last Supper to our casino, but soon after, the honorable Monsieur Lord shamefully repented. ”

"What a shame, Mr. Lord"

Henry sneered and uncovered his scars mercilessly: "I still remember that day I was touched by you, you knelt in front of me and begged me to give you a chance, and I agreed, so there is today's auction." I will personally attend your private auction, and if you can sell this painting for a high price of 150 million, we will give up our ownership of it, but if you can't buy it, then not only this painting, but all the property in your name, including the proceeds of the auction you just now, will belong to me! The best lawyer in Paris witnessed this agreement, and the lawsuit went to the Supreme Court, and you lost it, didn't you?"

"No, it's not fair!"

Hashimoto shouted frantically, "It's a robbery, I ask for a refund!"

"It's late. "Dear Mr. Hashimoto, you are also a businessman, and you should know that your purchase is valid, and that our agreement with Mr. John is legitimate, so you should go to Lord John for the 125 million euros, and not to us." Mr. John, am I right?"

Zhou Yi suddenly wanted to laugh out loud, Hashimoto was right, this is a robbery, but it is a legal robbery, but for Hashimoto, John, who needs to be held responsible, has gone bankrupt, and France recognizes that gambling debts are legally established, as long as there is no problem with the agreement between Ongian and John, Hashimoto can only consider himself unlucky.

Of course, all this must be based on facts, but this is what Henry and John lack the most, but it is not bad to be able to scare Hashimoto, and Zhou Yi feels very cool and comfortable.

"Delusional, you are delusional! Hahaha, Henry, are you unprepared for me? You may have forgotten that the title of the John family was won by the ancestors in blood and fire, not by money in peacetime! The descendants of the John family will never give in!"

John suddenly laughed out loud and pulled his shirt open.

"Oh my God, it's dynamite! Oh, no, no, no. This is terrible, this is not what a nobleman should do, Mr. John, everything is easy to discuss, don't be impulsive. ”

I saw that the noble lord was strapped with explosives, and the detonator was in his hands. John smirked and glared at Henry fiercely, "I was wrong. I'm sorry for my ancestors, I'm sorry for Master Farmel, but do you know Henry? You can be killed, you can die, but you won't accept insults! You declining painter, bastard who betrays art, scum, scoundrel! Even if I die, I will never let you get The Last Supper. Never!"

"Lord John, calm down, isn't it just about money, we can figure it out for you. ”

The restaurant fell into chaos, a dozen heavily armed X-hands stayed away from John, Emma lost his face, and Henry's face changed, as if he was a little at a loss, especially these collectors, who were the richest people who were most afraid of death, and they couldn't care about any reserve and face at this time, and when they saw that persuading John was fruitless, they turned to Henry. One by one, they said bitterly: "Oh, Mr. Henry, don't you want to do this, why don't you discuss it, and we will pay for this painting and help Mr. John pay off his gambling debts." Would you please give up this painting of the Last Supper?"

Nan Bang was the most direct, and simply jumped to his feet and said: "If you want to die, go alone, don't tie up everyone, I'll rely on it!" This person who had studied in Huaxia opened his mouth and scolded him when he was in danger, which made Zhou Yi and Tang Bao feel very cordial.

Li Jucheng still sat still and didn't move. Just turned his head to look at Zhou Yi and smiled even deeper.

"Lord John, don't be impulsive, the problem that money can solve is not a problem!" Everyone is in a hurry, everyone wants to slip away, but none of them dare to move, who knows what those heavily armed X-hand parties will do? Besides, if John is provoked and he detonates the explosives, everyone will have to finish the fun!

"Thank you for your kindness, let's go, I'll wait for you to leave before detonating the explosives. John laughed maniacally, his blood-red eyes staring at Henry.

"Hmph, whoever dares to move, shoot whoever kills!" Henry snorted coldly and gave an order: "Mr. John, I believe you will not drag these innocent people to die together, don't bluff, okay?"

"No, Mr. Henry, Mr. John, it's just a matter of money, of course, we all know Mr. John's persistence, so be it"

Wilson, who came from England, gritted his teeth: "I give up the 10 million deposit, plus 30 million, plus Mr. Hashimoto's 125 million, it is far more than 150 million euros, Mr. Henry should be satisfied, right?

"Henry, what do you say?" John hesitated for a moment, and his tone finally softened: "If you agree, the money will be yours, and the painting will still be given to the British Museum, and your name can also be added." ”

That's right, that's good, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, it's true that you can save your life, the delicate big at home are still waiting for us to go back.

"150 million euros?

Henry shook his head repeatedly: "If I had been promised like this at the beginning, maybe I would have agreed, but now it is different, because I was threatened Emma, they are threatening me?"

"Yes boss, they are so hateful" Emma gently placed Henry's head on her towering chest, a smile on her beautiful face.

"Then what should I do?" Henry stayed in the arms of the beauty for a while, then raised his head again, snapped his fingers, and said, "I see, unless it is more money, it can soothe my wounded heart." Well, just double it, ask for 300 million, or 'boom'! Emma, are you afraid?"

"Emma is not afraid, the boss is not afraid, I am not afraid. The beauty smiled poignantly and resolutely, looking like a silly girl who had been blinded by lard.

"That's it, 300 million euros!"

Henry raised three fingers: "Otherwise, everyone will wait for the end together, by the way, old John, my men are all sharpshooters, are your hands fast enough?

"Three hundred million euros?"

Zhou Yi almost didn't laugh out loud on the spot, poor dick is an actor, and he is quite talented in acting, and his brother-in-law has grown a lot, is this all Emma's credit?

This woman is not simple.

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