Even if he was only eighteen years old after all, Zhuang Rongguang was immediately frightened and trembled like chaff, his face was pale, and he struggled desperately, "Wait! Wait a minute! Give me another chance! I'll call someone right away to send me the money! I'll definitely send it this time! I promise! I promise! ”

The man in the gold chain first glanced at Huang Mao, and then said, "Let's be clear, we want cash!" ”

"I see! Got it! ”

Zhuang Rongguang echoed and dialed Zhuang Keer's phone in a trembling voice.

"Hey, Glory? Where are you at this late hour? Why haven't you come back yet? Zhuang Keer's anxious and reproachful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Sister! Save me! Bring five million to East Third Avenue, where there is an abandoned warehouse! Hurry up! Zhuang Rongguang didn't care to say more, and hurriedly shouted.

"What's going on! You make it clear!! Zhuang Keer's tone suddenly changed.

"Sister! Don't ask, just raise money and send it over!! My life is in your hands! ”

"If you don't make it clear, let me raise five million for you! Is five million a small number? Did you put someone in the hospital again? ”

"No...... It's not ......" Looking at the group of people who were eyeing him, Zhuang Rongguang could only bite the bullet and say, "I owe people five million gambling debts......"

"Gambling debts!? Zhuang Rongguang, are you crazy!!! You dare to touch this kind of thing! Zhuang Keer's angry scream came from the other end of the phone.

"Sister...... Sister, be quiet! Please, sister! Help me! If you don't come, they'll cut off my hands!" Please, sister! Ah-" Zhuang Rongguang was kicked by the person next to him as he spoke, and screamed miserably.

"You...... Don't touch him, I'll send you money right away!" Don't move, did he hear me! Zhuang Keer shouted loudly.

The gold-chained man picked up Zhuang Rongguang's mobile phone and said to the person on the other end of the phone: "Give you thirty minutes, if it is more than a minute, I will stomp on one of his fingers!" ”

After speaking, he hung up the phone with a "snap".

Banker, Zhuang Keer looked at the phone that was hung up, and his face was unprecedentedly ugly.

Yellow! Bet! Poison! That's what the dealer is absolutely not allowed to touch, as long as he gets a little bit of it, Zhuang Liaoyuan can really kill him with one shot! Grandpa has a heart attack and can't get through the wind at all......

You can't call the police, if you call the police, the glory will be ruined......

It's good that my father isn't home tonight......

Zhuang Keer had no choice but to scrape together the money overnight and immediately rushed to the place where the other party said to redeem people......

……

Time passed minute by minute, and Zhuang Rongguang was like the whole person was tormented in the oil pot.

I don't know if my sister can raise money to come over, so she shouldn't just ignore him, right?

After all, he has been causing trouble for her all the time and letting her clean up the mess, and she is afraid that she will annoy him to death a long time ago......

Thinking of the two friends who left him alone, Zhuang Rongguang became more and more afraid the more he thought about it......

"Three minutes to go!" The man in the gold chain glanced at the time on his phone and spoke.

Huang Mao blew the sharp knife in his hand, "Don't worry, brother, I have good skills, go down with a knife...... There is no pain in keeping you...... The crossing is neat and neat......"

"Also...... Three minutes to go! What's the hurry! Zhuang Rongguang said in a trembling voice.

The golden-chained man sneered and continued to drink and fart with the accomplices.

Finally......

Three minutes passed......