"I suddenly had an interesting idea...... "Hou Dasheng in "Click~!" After stepping on the knee of the old thing's right leg, he looked thoughtfully at the old guy who kept screaming and whispered, "You probably want to leave a grandson too, right?!" Well, if you transfer all your deposits to my designated account, mine and I will not kill your grandson. ”

Suddenly, the old thing's pupils shrank: "You mean what you say?!" ”

"Click~!" It was Hou Dasheng's hand that answered him, but he saw that Hou Dasheng directly stepped on the old guy's other leg. In his terrible screams, he whispered, "Yes, but I don't like people to question my professionalism." As I said, after receiving the money, my people and I will not kill your grandson. ”

The old guy behaved quite like a man at this time, but he gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand. Hou Dasheng naturally took out a satellite phone, and then looked at the old thing.

The old thing glanced at Hou Dasheng hatefully and reported a number. Even at this time, Hou Dasheng remained cautious and refused to hand over the phone to this old thing. At most, he said the number, and then Hou Dasheng dialed the number himself.

"Open Channel." said a word to his throat microphone, and Hou Dasheng dialed the phone. After a while, a woman's voice on the other end of the phone picked up the phone. Obviously, this is the private butler of a large bank.

"Hello, XXX Bank Private Butler is at your service. How can I help you?! "Obviously, this is a private butler number. Of course, that doesn't mean you get a number and you're going to get a personal butler service.

You'll have to report your account. Yes, Hou Dasheng reported Old Augustine's account without a single stumble. The password was then reported. After a while, the girl on the other end of the phone said in a cheerful tone: "Mr. Barton, your verification has passed!" Please, how can I help you?! ”

Obviously, this bank is anonymous. It's not surprising either, don't expect the Augustinians to do what they do to make a decent trade. Some shady things, some shady money is what they like.

You don't have to invest too much, but the benefits are leveraged. With the political and personal support of their family, there is no problem in doing this kind of business. Of course, they are not alone in this kind of business.

"How much money do I have in my account?!" Hou Dasheng then asked, and quickly gave him a very satisfactory answer. Hou Dasheng nodded, and then reported a bank and an account number. Ask the other party to transfer all the funds to this account.

Soon, the opposite side said it was done. Hou Dasheng hung up the phone, and then used the satellite phone to dial another number. Then he reported the account password and confirmed that the money had arrived. Then he hung up the phone with a smile.

"Rest assured, ours are honest people. I promised me and my people that we wouldn't do that if we didn't kill your grandson, we wouldn't do that. Hou Dasheng smiled slightly and said to Old Augustine.

Old Augustus may have known what he was going to face, but he slowly closed his eyes: "I hope you can speak." Otherwise...... Otherwise I wouldn't be able to do anything......"

Hou Dasheng nodded, then walked to Old Augustine's side and suddenly slapped him on the chest several ......times. saw that Old Augustine's pupils suddenly dilated, and then the sparkle in his eyes slowly disappeared.

A touch of his neck artery confirmed that old Augustine was dead. Hou Dasheng said softly: "After all, you are old, although you are a brute, I should leave you a whole corpse." ”

The crocodile glanced at it and seemed very uneasy. He walked over and felt his pulse, then tested his heart left and right. Sure that old Augustine must be dead, he looked at Hou Dasheng with complicated eyes.

"Cook, why didn't I find out you were doing this before?! Oh my God, is this the legendary 'Chinese Kung Fu'?! "Obviously, the crocodile is interested in this. And Hou Dasheng said with a smile: "Sort of, but what I learned is just some country styles." And I'm not that bad, I'm far worse than the one who taught me. ”

Hou Dasheng is not humble, every time he practices with his uncle, he always has to be beaten by his uncle, his nose is blue and his face is swollen. No matter whether he is fleeing, beating or hiding, he will always be caught and beaten into a pig's head.

"I hope you can keep your promises......" Little Augustine's face turned pale at this time, and he looked at Hou Dasheng and said, "As long as I survive, I will pay you another sum of money......"

At this time, Hou Dasheng looked at the only surviving little Augustine. The look in his eyes was like looking at the **** Olympic champion: "Then how much money are you going to give us to buy your life?!" ”

"A million dollars, I don't have more!" Little Augustine gritted his teeth and said, "I still have some famous watches and jewelry, which are worth a little money." ”

Hou Dasheng smiled, took out the satellite phone and dialed a number: "Sir, the mission has been accomplished." But I have a gift now, I don't know if you'd like to collect it in person. Of course, you will have to pay for it in person......"

"What gift?!" On the other end of the phone, a somewhat tired voice came. Hou Dasheng then said softly: "Little Augustine, we have controlled him. Last time I remember, you were furious when you mentioned him. So I think you might consider paying two million dollars for a chance to kill him yourself. ”

"Fack! I want to do it so much! Where's that damn bastard?! I know where you are! Fack, I'll go now! Keep him for me, get me a gun! I must kill him with my own hands! I'll give you two million...... No! Two and a half million! I'm going to kill him with my own hands! Man, you're a great gift! Hahaha......"

Hou Dasheng hung up the phone, smiled and said to the trembling little Augustine: "Look, you are only willing to give one million." But someone is willing to pay 2.5 million to kill you personally, what do you think I should choose?! ”

"No !!" Little Augustine's eyes were red with blood, and he was about to pounce on Hou Dasheng. It's a pity that before he could move, he was directly stepped on the knee socket by the crocodile, "Poof~!" He knelt down.

But seeing that he didn't care about the pain of his knees suddenly kneeling on the ground, he raised his head and said in that almost hoarse voice: "You promised my grandfather not to kill me, and you also took our money." You can't help but talk about credibility......"

"I'm very reputable, I said that I and my people won't kill you. But I didn't promise to protect you! Hou Dasheng spread his hand, looked at Augustine helplessly, and said softly: "Friend, you are now my captive." If I don't kill you, then I can sell you, right?! Think of the little girls who were skinned alive by you, and they would have prayed to you the same. But did you let him go?! ”

Little Augustine was stunned, and many images flashed through his mind. Yes, there have been many little girls who have been made by him to make art and prayed to him. However, in little Augustine's opinion, these girls were simply stupid.

Don't they know what an honor it is to be able to dedicate themselves to art?! Many of those girls cursed themselves before they died. That vicious curse, little Augustine once feared.

But then, he discovers that the curses don't seem to be working on him at all. His life is still safe and warm. So, these curses were seen as a joke by him. Jokes about not being able to control your own fate.

It is the weak who give themselves the last bit of psychological comfort after encountering the strong. It seems that this is also the case.

While little Augustine enjoyed the curses and screams of the girls, he never seemed to worry that he would one day face the same problems as them. That seemed too far from the Augustinians.

However, this day came so quickly......

"Oh~ look, what did I find! It's really good, it looks like the work of the early nineteenth century. It must have been used to fight elephants or lions, right?! ”

Hou Dasheng was pleasantly surprised to find a shotgun in this reception room. It turned out to be a large-caliber shotgun, and it was clear that it was used to hunt those large beasts. Grabbing the gun, Hou Dasheng touched it.

Then he nodded with satisfaction, the gun was very well maintained. Even gun oil has just been applied. Hou Dasheng took the gun in his hand, rummaged through it, and found a wooden box in the cabinet under the gun.

When I opened it, it was filled with neat rows of bullets. Hou Dasheng took a look at these bullets, and they turned out to be recently produced. And it's all one-headed.

"Oh~ It's perfect, using this shotgun to kill a brute. Is there anything more beautiful than this?! Hou Dasheng held the gun, obviously satisfied.

Then, with a wave of his hand, the crocodile smiled and escorted little Augustine out. After a while, the crocodile walked back and threw Hou Dasheng's two large travel bags, and Hou Dasheng fixed his eyes and saw that it was still Louis Vuitton's.

"It's good to be rich!" Hou Dasheng sighed, and then filled the cash, jewelry, and bonds in the safe. Two large Louis Vuitton travel bags are enough to fill.

Carrying the two big bags in his hands, Hou Dasheng followed the crocodile and left the room directly.

Outside the house, the fainting women and children had already woken up. They were sobbing and shivering. Hou Dasheng did not comfort them. He just wanted to wait for the rats to come over and get rid of little Augustine.

"Woo~! …… Squeak~! He didn't tell Hou Dasheng to wait too long, and a Mercedes-Benz rushed into the manor like crazy. At this time, I saw Hou Dasheng whispering in Little Augustine's ear: "The million, give it to me." I'll help you slaughter the rats, okay?! ”