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Chapter 53: Blackmail

Bursts of inhuman pain woke Timberley from his coma, because of excessive blood loss, he was weak and tried to crawl away, but his limbs were hit by bullets, and his hands were broken, and he was unable to do his job. Originally, he hoped that these cyborgs would kill Ye Yang and bring them back to the base safely.

It's just that the fact that he woke up ruthlessly shattered his illusions and plunged him into endless panic.

When the dust settled, Ye Yang picked up the man-portable missile launchers, ammunition, and sniper rifles scattered on the ground and put them into the space, while looking at the six or seven mercenaries who had woken up from their coma.

"Tell me, how much money do you have?"

Throwing them in a heap, Ye Yang searched out all kinds of documents and mobile phones from their bodies, and first said to the head of Ding Bolai, in English.

"Money? Oh! I know, did you let us go if I gave you all the money? ”

Seeing Ye Yang ask for money, Ding Bolai's gloomy eyes immediately became shining, and Fei Fei disappeared, and he was in good spirits and said ecstatically.

"Do you all have money?"

Ye Yang asked lightly.

"Yes...... Yes! I have 20 million dollars. ”

Timberley said with a pound of garlic.

In his opinion, 20 million dollars for his life was worth it. If the money is gone, you can make it again, but if your life is gone, you can't come back from the dead. If your life is gone, what can you talk about?

More importantly, in his opinion, Ye Yang must be a greedy guy, why not ask for money as soon as he opens his mouth? This gave him a glimmer of hope. knew that this was the case, why did he go against him, so that his life is not as miserable as death?

"Huh! Mr. Timberley, good! You're honest! Then please make a phone call to transfer the money to this account, and they are all the same. ”

Ye Yang searched for a mobile phone from Ding Bolai's body, handed over Gu Xiaotian's VISA card, and said with a smile.

"Is this the jiao between us?"

Ding Bolai is not a rookie, he is an old man who has wandered back and forth from the edge of death many times, seeing Ye Yang's smile, his previous happy mood suddenly fell to the bottom, his eyes kept rolling, and he tried to ask.

“no！ no！ no！ Mr. Timberley, this is not jiaoyi, but I don't like to waste, and those bankers in the United States are cheap, you should know that they are all very greedy villains, and they should be cheaper than cheap me, maybe I can leave you a whole corpse. ”

Ye Yang waved his fingers, shook his head, and said unceremoniously in an American tone.

"Then you should kill us! Our blood-killing mercenary regiment will not let you go! No matter where you go, they will find you to avenge us! ”

Timberley said angrily. He didn't expect Ye Yang to be so unruly, and it was natural to collect money to do things, but Ye Yang didn't seem to accept this, which made him very disappointed.

"Mr. Timberley, do you want to die? It's not that easy! Bloody mercenary corps? Very good! You don't say I'm going to have to go to them sooner or later. ”

Ye Yang said coldly, the murderous aura in his eyes was instantly released, and that tone made Ding Bolai feel like he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body was cold, and he was beaten all over his body.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Yang had an extra dagger in his hand, and with an evil smile, Ye Yang stabbed the dagger into Timberley's wound, twisting back and forth, and the pain made Timberley die and live, he couldn't survive or die, he was spasmed all over, cold sweat broke out, his originally pale face became even paler, and he whispered weakly: "Kill me!" I'm not going to let you get away with anything. ”

As the number one general of the Bloody Mercenary Corps, if it is known that his fate is known, it will simply discredit the prestige of the Bloody Mercenary Corps, so Timberley can only be decent if he is bent on death.

However, the tragic situation of Timberley made several mercenaries next to him shudder and chill.

"Mr. Timberley, how are you feeling?"

Ye Yang blew cold air in his ear and asked Ding Bolai in a low voice.

"You're the devil!"

Timberley said weakly. He knew that Ye Yang was killing chickens and making an example of monkeys, as soon as he relented, the others would give up resistance and succumb to Ye Yang's authority. Therefore, he could only grit his teeth and insist.

Even though he has been famous in the mercenary world for a long time, with bad deeds, and his hands are stained with the blood of countless people, but now he is like a tiger with his teeth extracted, and his residual power is no longer there, like fish on the chopping board, to the point of being slaughtered by Ye Yang.

In the past, he Dingberley would not have spoken to others in such a low voice!

"Huh! You've won the prize, and compared to what you've done in the past, believe that my little means are less than one-ten-thousandth of yours, right? ”

Ye Yang pursed his lips and said in a disdainful tone.

Compared with the famous reputation of the Bloody Mercenary Corps, Ye Yang knew that his methods were nothing compared to them.

"Say...... Right, you...... How can I give...... Are we happy? ”

Timberley pondered for a long time, and then said intermittently. His blood was about to run out, and his head had begun to appear deprived of oxygen, and he was dizzy. But he could feel that the person in front of him would not let him die so easily.

"It's very simple, just transfer all the funds in your account to the account I designated."

Ye Yang picked up Timberley's phone again and handed it over, and said in a very relaxed tone. The reason why he worked so hard was nothing more than to extort money from them. Otherwise, they would have ended their lives with a sword long ago, so why bother?

"Okay then."

The tiger fell to Pingyang, and Ding Bolai couldn't even beg for death, so he had to sadly accept Ye Yang's conditions. Because he could no longer endure this inhuman torture.

Ye Yang connected the bank's phone, and then asked Ding Bolai to report his account number and password, and transferred it to Gu Xiaotian's VISA card, and the $20 million was in hand.

However, Ye Yang felt that Ding Bolai was still hiding his selfishness and did not tell the truth. The small leader of mercenaries who kills people and arsons, in that free and turbulent land of Africa, as long as he is not a fool, he makes a lot of money.

Therefore, Ye Yang felt that he had to take a squeeze and squeeze it, maybe there would be unexpected gains.

Ding Bolai, who thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, saw Ye Yang's strange eyes, his heart sank, and the fear he had just let go of became frightened again, and he kept struggling.

"Hehe, Mr. Timberley, I think you forgot something you didn't give me, did you?"

Ye Yang stared at Ding Bolai's eyes, so sharp that he was close to people's hearts, and asked with a smile.

"I didn't ...... Without. ”

Timberley stammered with a dodgy gaze and did not dare to face it.

"Mr. Timberley, it seems that I have been too merciful."

Ye Yang said, the dagger stabbed into Ding Bolai's thigh, and then twisted, so painful that Ding Bolai grinned, the cold air rushed out, and he fainted directly.

When the other people saw it, they suddenly shuddered and hurriedly lowered their heads. Although none of them could see Ye Yang's true face clearly, Ye Yang's methods were imprinted in their minds like a nightmare.

Ye Yang pressed his finger into Ding Bolai's people, injecting a trace of aura, and Ding Bolai woke up.

"How? It doesn't feel good to come back from the dead, right? ”

Glancing at Ding Bolai coldly, Ye Yang said coldly.

The palpitating Ding Bolai glanced at Ye Yang nightmarishly, shook his head weakly, and whispered, "Connect the phone." ”

"Why bother in the first place? It's self-defeating! ”

Ye Yang said to himself, connected to the bank phone number of Sino-Ocean, and there were five million more dollars in his account. For the remaining five mercenaries, Ye Yang scraped eight million dollars from them without much effort.

Thinking of that long series of numbers, Ye Yang still felt that his hard work was not in vain, and couldn't help but smile.

Collecting money to do things, Ye Yang still kept his promise, his hand was up and down, and the dagger slashed through their throats one by one, as fast as lightning, almost making them not feel a trace of pain.