Chapter Ninety-Eight: The First Pot of Gold

Speaking of conscience, I insist on letting the two of them live is selfish, in addition to the high-sounding reasons such as the strong dragon does not suppress the head snake on the ground, and the heavy responsibility cannot be overwhelmed, the main reason is that I thought about it carefully, Xie Erdon's grandson foamed at the mouth and fell unconscious, I seem to have to bear greater responsibility, at this time, if I don't open the net to the perpetrator and let the girls live, when this aunt turns the gun and holds us responsible, how can she wagging her tail and begging for mercy from others?

What's more, my treatment of these two people is not heavy, now the speed of the train is very fast, and the oncoming dust-rich continental monsoon has a bit of a feeling of a small knife scraping the face, at this time to jump under the car, flash waist and feet on the hospital bed for ten days and half a month is considered light, if you are not careful or a little unlucky, you will directly hit the back of your head to the ground, even if you fulfill the wish of Wang Xiaohan's little aunt......

Sure enough, the two of them followed the direction of my finger, stretched out their heads and looked down at the retreating ground, their faces were a little green, the young man who was born as a professional mercenary was fine, after all, he must have practiced, and he knew how to save his life when he jumped out of the car, and the dead fat man was almost scared to pee, and he no longer had the violent domineering spirit when he caught this and killed that just now, and shook his head into a rattle vigorously, and said words begging for mercy that no one understood.

"He said that if you were willing to let him go, he could give you a Swiss bank bearer account and password with 100,000 euros in it. "At the critical moment, it is still the young mercenary boy who dutifully fights for his employer's chance to save his life, and I have to say that the young man is eager to learn, as a Russian, he is not only proficient in Turkish and Chinese, but also does not speak in a tone like their captain with a taste of pork stewed vermicelli.

But I am destined not to accept this kind of surrender conditions, with a cold face and without saying a word, with a ruthless silence to crush the fat man's just ignited hope - there is no way that the two girls are watching from the side, our old man is so light to bend his waist for money, suffering from Rong'er's contempt, not to mention, and Mr. Wang, a local tyrant, is destined not to be friends, this fat man is really too eyeless. I don't know the conditions, but I say it in private!

Seeing that my face was expressionless and cold as ice, the fat man's backbone began to pass rapidly with time, and the original flattering muttering turned into a howl of pleading, and his legs involuntarily softened. In the end, the tears finally came out, and the big man with a beard and scum on his face of about 200 pounds cried into a tearful man in an instant.

Now, without the need for a mercenary translator, I know what the fat man is shouting: "Pity me, I have an eighty-year-old mother and a nursing doll under me...... What a man spares his life!"

"Alright, alright!" Although it was a dead fat man who cried softly in front of me, I was soft-hearted. I couldn't see anyone crying in front of me, and after a little thought, I said to the mercenary in charge of translation: "Let him give me the account and password, and I will spare his life." ”

"Hey!" Sure enough, Rong Er was immediately unhappy, and Wang Xiaohan's eyes were not good at looking at me, so I had to quickly smile and smile with a shy face, and signaled the two aunts and grandmothers to be calm and not impatient, Rong Xiao's first squeezed out the fat man's oil, and then soaked it well.

The mercenary boy did as I told him to honestly translate my original words. The dead fat man, who had once again ignited his hope for survival, immediately stopped crying, wiped a handful of tears and quickly began to dig into his pocket, grabbed a pen and paper, and quickly wrote a series of numbers and handed them to me.

"Just make a phone call to the bank, report the account number and password, and you can take out the money, right?" I pinched a small note and asked in a tone, originally I wanted to ask Swiss banks and domestic branches whether they support UnionPay exchange, for fear of being treated as a turtle and embarrassed: "You won't deliberately write one or two wrong digits to fool me, right?"

"He had sworn in the name of the true god just now that he had not cheated," the mercenary boy hurriedly spoke for his employer, "If you don't believe it, you can ask him to call directly to verify the authenticity." ”

"There's no need to call," I was satisfied with the fat man's attitude of paying for his sins. Deliberately waved his hand generously, "I will believe you once." ”

"Then can we go?" asked the young mercenary, cautiously.

"Of course," I nodded pleasantly, "you can get out of the car - I only said spare your lives, not to get you out of the car." ”

While the mercenary kid was shocked by my shamelessness. Without translating my words, I beckoned to the fat man with a warmer smile: "Come here." ”

The fat man doesn't understand Chinese, but he can understand gestures, and now that the little life is still in my hands, he doesn't dare to slacken, and quickly leans his head over with a flattering smile.

I patted the fat man on the shoulder and grinned, "Ha go!"

The fat man's face was full of ignorance. But he was standing behind me when I spoke to the mercenary captain, so I remember how I replied, "Uh...... Isn't it?"

I pounced on my breath, you don't understand Chinese, talk to me about the lines, right?

"Then I'm sorry!" I yelled, kicked the fat man on the fat belly, and kicked the girl out of the car.

"Ah!?" Everyone, including Wang Xiaohan and Rong'er, couldn't help but exclaim in surprise at my cold-blooded cruel face-turning ruthlessness, only I waved my hand and smiled easily: "It's okay, I can't die." ”

As if to confirm what I said, the fat man, who was planted headfirst to the ground, swooped into the cow dung heap that the local peasants had piled up next to the railroad to use to fertilize the fields, although he landed in a dangerous position with his head down, but judging from the two legs exposed outside the dung heap and kept kicking wildly, the boy was not only not injured at all, but was also happier than when he was on the train.

Kicked the fat man down, and the young little mercenary didn't have to worry about us, and climbed off the roof of the car without my command, and landed smoothly with a pounce, and trotted all the way to rescue the fat man without patting the soil on his body - no Mali, even if the dung heap is soft and suffocates people, what if the fat man can't pull it out after eating too much?

As for me, who was standing in the car, I proudly shook the note in my hand at Li Mo, Wang Xiaohan and others: "With just a few words, I earned more than one million!"

There's no way not to be excited, this is the first pot of gold we have dug since we became the protagonists, looking at the male protagonist in other people's books, the board of directors of a large company casually played a trick and the investment of hundreds of millions of dollars was immediately in hand, in addition to lamenting that he was not the author's own son, but also more devoutly looking forward to the windfall that readers like to see smashed on their heads, wait, wait, wait, wait for nearly 600,000 words, and finally let me wait!

"What, Mr. Wang, can I borrow your phone to make an envoy?" Fortunately, I haven't got carried away yet, and I remember the simple truth of being safe in the bag: "We have to take out the 100,000 euros before the fat man crawls out of the dung heap! I know you don't care about this little money, but we will divide this money equally!"

"It's okay to borrow your phone," Wang Xiaohan glanced at the note in my hand and said quietly, "But your account is a cash insurance account with a Swiss bank." ”

"Uh, what's the problem?" Suddenly, an uneasy premonition traveled through my body.

"All insurance accounts must be held with the identity certificate of the account holder, and the procedures can be completed at the head office or sub-branch before cash can be withdrawn. ”

"What!?" I exclaimed, "...... the fat man gave me the account?"

"People don't plan to give you money!" Rong'er couldn't hold back any longer, and laughed at me: "That fat man didn't have a good heart at the beginning, if you call to transfer money, you will definitely be targeted by the police immediately, but he didn't expect that you are as despicable as him!" )