Scarface put down his wine glass, stepped forward, first looked at Ma Chengfeng, and then at Chang Xiaoman. Maybe Xiao Man has a bit of a look, he picked up Xiao Man's chin with his index finger and looked at it for a long time.

Fortunately, this is country M, and the Mongolian people have faith, and the horse bandits have always robbed money but not sex. Otherwise, Ma Chengfeng would not be able to rest assured that his daughter-in-law would accompany him on the adventure.

Scarface didn't speak, just stretched out five fingers and gestured at Xiao Man.

"Half a million?" Xiao Man asked him.

"No, the Arabs have money, they can't do without five million." Scarface said coldly.

Xiao Man immediately translated it with Ma Chengfeng in English, Ma Chengfeng had already understood, and now in this situation, he would agree to how much money the other party wanted. In fact, five million is not much for Ma Chengfeng now.

At this moment, a man at the wine table stood up. "Anda, they won't be like that old man again, will they? Just boasting that his family has money, but so many days have passed, and he hasn't seen a penny. ”

"Huh...... What do you know? That old man is not an ordinary person, he can break the enchantment of the philosophical root and find the viper, he must be a craftsman in the Central Plains, don't worry, keep him for a while, the money is indispensable to the brothers, and we will leave after these two votes! Scarface said.

Ma Chengfeng squinted his eyes and memorized every word in his mouth, what he said must be Dong Sanli. However, what puzzled him was that they had already made a price, and with the temper of the Dong family, they must have paid the ransom first, and then thought of revenge to kill them all in the future. But Wushuang didn't seem to know that there was already news of his grandfather at home, and he was still wandering around Ejina.

A strong man immediately handed the phone to Ma Chengfeng, Ma Chengfeng had already prepared, dialed the phone in the oil town, said a foreign language that he couldn't understand, and then hung up the phone.

The one who answered the phone was unhappy, and everyone was confused.

"Wenwen? There was a stupid B just now, and I didn't understand what it meant......"

The scar man dragged Ma Chengfeng over and stretched out his hand to hit him, scolding: "I didn't give you a bank account number, what money do you want?" Fool me, don't you? ”

"Big brother, don't fight, don't fight, he means to let his family send it over, you also know that five million is not a small amount anywhere, not to mention that people are using beautiful knives now?"

"Beautiful knife? Ha ha...... Hahaha...... Yes, yes, that's a few days to prepare, oops, the knife is good, the knife is worth it! Haha...... "The scar man is overjoyed." really took Ma Chengfeng for a fool, in fact, what he wanted was RMB, the American knife was at least 7 times more expensive than RMB in those years, and this time he was equal to a sevenfold increase, what if he waited a few days? Besides, even if the other party is a great big man, when he goes to the territory of country M, he can't help him.

"Big brother, look, our boss is still hungry, or ...... Why don't you get us something to eat? If you're hungry, you won't give him money? Xiao Man winked at Ma Chengfeng.

Ma Chengfeng is quite good at pretending, and his stomach is lucky, making a gurgling sound.

"It's really troublesome, okay, for the sake of money, let's be entertained." The scar man ordered his subordinates to push Ma Chengfeng and the others down.

"Big brother, where are you going to send us?"

"Don't worry, for the sake of money, I won't embarrass you, I just have a VIP room here, so I will wronged the two of you to live with that old man for a few days!" Scar Man waved his hand.

At the back of the village, there is a wooden house, which is not big, but it is surrounded by more than 20 strong men. There was an old Mongolian man squatting at the door, and the old man was chatting with the prisoner inside through the crack in the door.

"What do you say? Can't you bury people there? But last year, a feng shui master came from your China, and my son asked him to show me, saying that it is a treasure of feng shui. Oh, you Han people, I don't know who to listen to, eat quickly, don't go hungry. The old man spoke very kindly.

The two strong men escorted Cheng Feng and kicked them open, and pushed them in.

As soon as Ma Chengfeng took a look, he saw that it was no one else locked up in the house, it was Dong Sanli, the head of the Kanto region! Dong Sanli lives quite comfortably here, there is a small square table in the middle of the room, there is wine and meat on the table, the old man sits on the chair and crosses Erlang's legs, a sip of wine and a mouthful of meat, here you have to learn feng shui from the old man at the door, how happy is it.

"Ouch? Someone again? It just so happened that I was bored alone, so I chatted with me at night, hehe...... "The old man took the initiative to stand up and give up his seat to Ma Chengfeng." "Gentlemen, where did this come from? Doesn't look like a local? ”

Ma Chengfeng coughed dryly, looked back at the old man outside the door, and then said to him in a dumb voice: "Alibaba......"

"Hmph......" Dong Sanli sneered, stretched out his big hand and made a gesture to Ma Chengfeng. We Kanto people are superstitious, and there are five immortals at home, do you know which five immortals they are? ”

Xiao Man snatched the conversation. "The five stars shine on the heads of the five immortals, and the five stars shine on the heads...... Yaomang left and returned to the northwest, and the poisonous scorpion in the desert of the northwest was born ......"

"Oh...... Hehe...... Hahaha......" Dong Sanli nodded as he listened. Now who in the whole world doesn't know the nickname of Ma Chengfeng, the desert scorpion. "Brother Song, it's too late, I'm afraid the old man can't accompany you if he can't drink too much, so if you still don't understand anything, come to me tomorrow morning, it's really not good, I have to go with you for a trip."

It turned out that the person who was talking to him at the door just now was called Narisong.

"Hey, brother, I don't know if I can open my eyes when I close them."

Dong Sanli stroked his beard and smiled: "Haha...... Brother can rest assured, you, life is long, even if you find a treasure of feng shui, you won't need it, believe me and didn't run! ”

That day Song was about sixty years old, and although he was sturdy, his face was not very good-looking, and he knew at a glance that he was a dying man.

Nari Song sighed, closed the door panel, and walked away with the wooden box for delivering food.

"Huh? What's that...... Arabian, right? Is there smoke? I'm going to suffocate me these days! The old man sat side by side with Ma Chengfeng and poured him a glass of wine.

"Yes, yes, you always smoke first, although it can't compare to the tobacco at home, but this is not a bargain, can you taste it?" Ma Chengfeng respectfully lit a small cigarette for the old man. How noble is his status now? In fact, this was all kind words just now, but his cigarettes were American goods that those desert rogues gave him filial piety, and they were not cheap at all.

"Well, this leaf is pure, the old beautiful Marlboro, right?" Dong Sanli's mouth can be regarded as a taste, chirp, chirp, smoking, drinking wine at the same time.

(End of chapter)