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Chapter 276: Are You Worthy?

The gringo was very aggrieved, and every time he wanted to speak, the Chinese man had already begun to move. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Could it be that he didn't know that he had lost his tooth and that it was difficult for him to speak now?

Huaxia people, why don't they think about problems for their opponents.

After kicking again, Tang Song remembered a question, "Do you want to say, but you have no teeth, but you can't say it clearly?" ”

Hearing this, the gringo nodded hurriedly.

Tang Song understood, "Okay, I'll give you five minutes, say it, otherwise, I'll let you report to another world." ”

That gringo knew that Tang Song wasn't joking, this guy was so perverted, he wasn't a normal person at all!

"It's—it's Maxson!"

Hearing this, Tang Song smiled. He thought it was the island triad, or someone from the Lee family in South Korea. never expected that it would be the Yankee Maxson.

No wonder it's so unprofessional to find killers.

What a self-inflicted sin, and you can't live!

Tang Song didn't make any more moves, but the gringo seemed to be surprised, and his eyes flashed with complexity. seems to be suspicious of what Tang Song is thinking about again.

"Alright, let's go!"

As soon as Tang Song said this, the gringo was even more surprised. Couldn't help but have a picture flash in the gringo's mind.

As soon as you leave, won't this Chinese shoot in the back?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this would happen.

"What, don't want to go?"

"N-no!" The gringo said in a slurping voice, then gritted his teeth and walked over tremblingly.

However, when he just walked seven or eight meters away, Tang Song stopped him.

The gringo closed his eyes, knowing that it was finally here.

simply die, it's a big deal to fight with him. Just when the gringos were about to break the net with Tang and Song, they heard such a voice.

"Go back and bring him a message, just say, I'm very optimistic about him!"

After the gringo saved his life, he went to Maxson in a hurry.

Although this killer is like a chicken in front of Tang and Song, in front of Maxson, it is equivalent to a real eagle.

If Maxson hadn't learned from the experience of the hotel incident and replaced a new group of bodyguards, under the obstruction of those bodyguards, I am afraid that this killer brother would have kicked Maxson's bird eggs up.

After learning the truth, this Maxson couldn't help but be surprised.

The surname Tang is even martial arts. Could it be that the Chinese people are so difficult to deal with, and they are all all-rounders?

However, the self-proud Maxson would not swallow this breath. He's got to get back on the field.

After some inquiry, Maxson found a master who claimed to be the king of killers in the Chinese world through a friend.

This master has a mediocre appearance, but his eyes are sharp, like a snake fearful person seeing a cobra.

However, this master's shot fee is quite high. At first, Mr. Maxson, who had a lot of money, didn't pay much attention to it.

He thought that he would be able to hold on to one million, but he never expected that this Huaxia master would be 10 million as soon as he opened his mouth, and there was no counteroffer.

What makes Maxson want to scold his mother the most is that this 10 million is still US dollars!

"What, you might as well rob it!" Maxson said angrily. Although he has money, if he takes out the 10 million US dollars, the remaining savings are only enough for him to drink the northwest wind.

The Huaxia master, still without a word, sat there quietly, as if he was on top.

Maxson's friend came up to him and whispered, "Actually, if you think about it, it's worth it." Without him, you won't be able to earn all this money back with a book. Besides, how can we swallow this bad breath. ”

Under the persuasion of Maxson's friend, God knows if this Maxson was stupid by a complicated heart, or if he was missing a string in his brain, he actually agreed.

That's 10 million dollars!

How can it be child's play!

After paying the money, Maxson's friend gave Maxson a guarantee ticket, saying that within three days, Tang Song would inevitably die without a place to be buried.

But three days passed, and seven days passed.

There was no news.

Maxson called his friend, only to find that the phone number that had been able to get through before was now empty.

For a moment, Maxson was stupid.

He felt as if he had been deceived!

Chinese people, how --- despicable!

Maxson wanted to call the police, but the thought that he was paying to kill someone had to dismiss the idea.

Nothing else is clear, but the laws of this Huaxia country are quite clear.

The other end!

Nine Fingers was very happy, he never thought that the trick that the boss gave him would be so effective.

In less than an hour, he earned 10 million.

And it's still in dollars!

The boss is really a god.

Tang and Song Dynasty were in the heart of Nine Fingers, and their image was once again improved by one level.

Nine Fingers and Ye Peiran, after returning from their hometown, as soon as they saw Tang Song, Tang Song gave them a big pie.

And this pie is so big that Ye Peiran can't believe it.

"Nine Fingers, is this --- true?" Until now, Ye Peiran still can't believe that all this is true.

You know, that's 10 million dollars.

"The boss said that he gave us this money, can this still be fake?" Nine Fingers stared at Ye Peiran and comforted, "Don't worry, from now on, you will be a multi-millionaire woman!" ”

Such a scene has been repeated every day in the past few days. After being comforted by Nine Fingers, Ye Peiran calmed down.

Then another question arises.

Ye Peiran smashed his chin and muttered,

"Nine fingers, you said so much money, how can we spend it, even if it costs 10,000 US dollars a year, it will cost a thousand years. No, no, we won't live to be a thousand years old, otherwise, we will become thousand-year-old goblins. If it costs $100,000 a year, that's enough for us to spend a hundred years, but ......"

Ye Peiran began to think about it there, and the nine fingers on the side looked at his wife like this, and smiled helplessly.

Three days later, a light rain began to fall.

Since the Oriental Literature Group came under the umbrella of Miku, Tang and Song have not been to see it.

With nothing to do today, he decided to take a look.

So, accompanied by Xiao Xue and Mi Qi'er, the three of them rushed to the Oriental Literature Group.

Inside the editor-in-chief's office!

Since Maxson was cheated of $10 million, there have been many embarrassing situations in his life. There was no way, he just lowered his head, lowered his posture, and prepared to start from scratch.

Maxson was conceited, but he believed in a saying that he ran from where he fell.

As a result, he still focused his attention on literary creation.

Eventually, after some comparison, he took a fancy to the Oriental Literature Group.

Maxson felt that with his fame and works, he could get at least one million manuscript fees by signing a contract with this group.

Of course, this refers to the renminbi. And not dollars.

The editor-in-chief welcomed Maxson's arrival, after all, Maxson's fame was still there. It would be a good thing if you could sign a contract with it.

It's just that this million is a bit too much.

After thinking about it, the editor-in-chief said in a consultative tone, "I can't be the master of one million, but if it's six hundred thousand, we can sign the contract now!" ”

Maxson's pride suddenly came up, and he said in a very fluent Chinese language, "One million, not a single cent!" ”

Then he raised his head and looked at the ceiling.

"Then --- allow me to make a call!"

The editor-in-chief picked up the phone, skillfully dialed the phone, briefly explained the situation, and then heard a voice from the phone.

"I'm on my way to the group, and I'll be there in ten minutes!"

After hanging up, the editor-in-chief stared at Maxson and smiled, "Mr. Maxson, please wait, our boss will be here soon." ”

Maxson felt that this was the reason for his big face. As soon as he appeared, the big boss of the Oriental Literature Group came in person. It's all because of yourself!

Thinking of this, Maxson felt that his offer of one million was a bit less, yes, when the people came, he would add another 500,000 himself.

Yes, that's it!

So, Maxson's head was raised proudly again.

Little by little, time passed.

A ten-minute passed.

Two ten minutes passed.

Six ten minutes passed.

……

Maxson's patience was completely worn out, and he said angrily,

"What about people, are you here? How many ten minutes has it been? ”

The editor-in-chief smiled and said, "Maybe there is a traffic jam on the road, and the road is particularly congested at this point." ”

The editor-in-chief also wondered in his heart, and said what was going on? The owner has always been very punctual. Supposedly, this is said to be ten minutes, and it will definitely arrive in ten minutes.

Could it be that something went wrong?

"That Mr. Maxson, I'll go out and take a look, you wait!"

"My time is limited, I'll give you the last ten minutes!" Maxson's face was furious, as if his little JJ had been played by a hundred or so people.

After the editor-in-chief went out, this Maxson waited for three ten minutes, and no one came in.

He couldn't help but scold the street in his native language.

Although Maxson said that he wanted to leave, in fact, he didn't want to go, which was just a means for him to improve his status.

He stood up suddenly. Maxson raised his voice, saying,

"There is no one alive. Come here! ”

No one paid any attention to him.

"Someone!"

Still no one paid any attention to him.

Maxson's lungs were about to explode.

He decided to make the movement louder, and he didn't believe it, these people really couldn't hear it.

In fact, this Maxson's movement has long been heard.

And it's still heard by many people.

It's just that they all pretend not to hear.

Finally, the editor-in-chief returned, but the expression on the editor-in-chief's face changed drastically.

If he was a flatterer to Maxson before, now he has turned into contempt and disdain.

"What about people? Why haven't you come yet? Maxson stared at the editor-in-chief and started a fire.

The editor-in-chief looked at Maxson and said coldly, "Our boss, how can you see it if you want to." Are you worthy? ”