Don't look at Yang Haitao, who made the so-called right choice on the surface, but in fact he still played a little trick.

You know, it's nice that Swiss banks can transfer money online, but you have to have a device to log in.

It's not enough to have equipment, in this kind of dirty cellar, where to get the network signal?

Even if there is a device with a signal, once the money in that account is moved, it will not be long before it will attract some attention.

At that time, Yang Haitao's kidnapping will inevitably be discovered, and tracking and rescue operations will inevitably be launched.

Although this does not mean that he will definitely be able to get out of trouble, it is better than being done quietly.

In fact, with Liu Muang's caution, he naturally would not speculate on the potential threat of the other party's cooperation, but what could it be.

After opening a military laptop and logging in to the UBS website via satellite signal, Liu Ruian said:

"The account number, the password, you can choose not to say."

At this point, Yang Haitao naturally would not be stupid enough to find death, and immediately reported the account number.

As for the password, it is too long to remember, and you need to open a foreign mailbox to find it from a spam email.

Fortunately, with Yang Haitao, the party, the whole process was quite smooth.

After seeing that there were indeed 10 million on this account, and it was still a U.S. knife, Liu Muang knocked down a confirmation button, and all the money in it was transferred to a zombie account.

A zombie account is the kind of special account that has been completely forgotten by the head of the household, and even the head of the household has been hung up, but because of some special accounts that continue to exist.

This kind of account will usually be quietly placed there, and occasionally there will be some small amount of money in and out, and it will definitely not attract any attention.

But occasionally, there will be a sudden increase in the amount of money on such an account.

Once this money appears, it is transferred to a large number of different accounts at a very fast pace.

After going back and forth in an intricate web of money like a spider's web, the money will appear in a designated account as legitimate income.

At this time, not only will the original zombie account be completely "dead", but also the funds will be "floated" by 30% or even 50% according to the rules.

Despite the fact that the fee is too expensive, there are still many people who are willing to launder a large amount of illegal funds into legal ones through similar channels.

After the money was transferred, an e-mail message with a bank account number was sent out.

This email will be automatically forwarded, and it will appear in the free mailbox and then be forwarded.

Until the possibility of finding the source is completely cut off, it will eventually fall into the hands of a "investment" company.

After Liu Muang transferred the money of tens of millions of dollars according to the channels he got from Fang Wei before, the notebook in his hand disappeared in an instant.

Leaning on the side of the iron cage, Yang Haitao, who still seemed to be extremely weak, but was actually secretly accumulating physical strength, his face suddenly changed drastically!

Before this rich generation, who is worth tens of millions, can come back to his senses from the idea of whether he is dazzled, he saw Liu Muang take out a USP.45 pistol and a silencer from his arms.

In fact, Liu Muang knew that if he really wanted to squeeze it again, he would definitely be able to squeeze out more benefits.

Even if someone is tricked with their bank account, it will not be easy to find themselves through satellite networks and encrypted laptops.

But I don't know why, after transferring the money, the anger in my heart that was originally just a dark tide surging suddenly erupted.

"Don't worry, I will send your lady to join you as soon as possible, you must walk slowly on the Huangquan Road."

After screwing the muzzle of the gun, Liu Muang, who still had a smile on his face, raised the gun in his hand at someone in the cage.

"Nope! Don't kill me! ”

"I'm still valuable!"

"Money, lots of money! Ranches, wineries, villas, all for you! ”

Liu Muang, who raised the muzzle of the gun, looked at the face distorted by fear, and said with a smile:

"It seems that your identity is not simple, but none of these things are yours."

"Maybe I've caught a big fish, but it's a pity ......"

Just when a hint of surprise of "finally escaping the scourge of death" appeared in Yang Haitao's eyes, the rising muzzle fell again.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Five faint gunshots rang out in a row, and Yang Haitao's limbs had an extra blood hole.

That's right, it's the limbs.

The moment the miserable howl sounded, Wei Zhanpeng and Sun Aiguo rushed in front and back.

"It's okay, Uncle Wei, this is just the beginning." Liu Muang, who was holding a pistol, said with a smile.

Don't look at Wei Zhanpeng and Sun Aiguo, how can they also be elites who have been on the battlefield and experienced the rain of bullets.

But in the face of the smile that didn't seem to be abnormal, the hearts of the two of them were invariably averging.

"Boss, it's almost dawn." Pressing the chill in his heart, Wei Zhanpeng reminded.

"It's the car keys, everything is in the car." Liu Muang, who took out the car keys and threw them over, said:

"You go first, don't bring any of the things here, and I'll contact you after the follow-up arrangements are made to deal with the things here."

"What about you?" Wei Zhanpeng, who took the car keys, asked.

"I said, this is just the beginning." Pointing to the "maggots" that were rolling and howling in the iron cage behind him, Liu Muang smiled.

Sun Aiguo, who wanted to say something, was stopped by Wei Zhanpeng, who wanted to know more about his boss's situation, with his eyes before he could speak.

"Okay, then I'll wait for your call."

Wei Zhanpeng didn't talk nonsense after speaking, and pulled Sun Aiguo, who was a comrade-in-arms and a good brother, and left this place that was already filled with the smell of sweet and bloody.

After seeing the three people outside the cellar leave, Liu Muang took a moment to throw everything in the cellar into the game space.

Then he walked to the edge of the iron cage and pulled the steel bar between the two cages.

Then, in Yang Haitao's desperate eyes, he injected a shot into the unconscious Tibetan mastiff.

In less than ten minutes, the Tibetan mastiff, which was originally unconscious, began to show signs of awakening.

If this were normal, Yang Haitao would definitely be very happy to see that his dog was not dead.

After all, this pure-blooded Tibetan mastiff spent a lot of money and even used some means to get the ground.

But when he thought that in order to maintain the wildness of this Tibetan mastiff, he had been fed raw meat, and Yang Haishou's face was completely covered with dead gray.

It was also almost two days without food or water, which made this wild Tibetan mastiff extremely hungry after waking up.

Coupled with the burning sensation flowing in the veins, it is constantly stimulating the still somewhat groggy brain.

With almost no resistance, the Tibetan mastiff woke up in a state of some kind of wild out-of-control.

Especially when the sweet smell of blood in the air made the ** feeling instantly skyrocket, the Tibetan mastiff launched an attack on his owner as soon as possible.

Well, under the effect of the drug, this Tibetan mastiff that has only maintained a fairly wild nature is not to mention the owner, and at this time it is not even good for the same kind.

As the flesh and blood were torn off piece by piece, the volume of the miserable howl echoing in Liu Muang's ears instantly skyrocketed N times.

I don't know if it's because the prey is too noisy and affects my feeding.

It was still the instinctive struggle that made the Tibetan mastiff feel a little threatened, and in just one bite, Yang Haitao, who was still howling, was bitten off his neck.

Crimson blood quickly spurted out of this person's mouth, turning the original miserable howl into a cold and shivering choking sound.

Liu Muang, who watched this scene, resisted the urge to vomit, and just sat outside the cage and watched the whole process of the Tibetan mastiff eating.

A high-definition digital video camera was set up next to him to record the scene in front of him thoroughly.

It only looked like it was ten minutes or so, and the corpse, which was still quite strong, was gnawed to pieces.

Because of the bite, a severed hand flew out of the toe was only less than a slap away from Liu Muang's toes.

I don't know how many times I forcibly swallowed the sour water that poured into my mouth, and seeing that things were almost over, Liu Muang picked up the gun and stood up.

I have to admit that the instinct of animals is no worse than that of humans, and as soon as Liu Muang stood up, the Tibetan mastiff in the cage turned around and looked like he was about to attack.

If this were someone else, I'm afraid I would really hesitate.

After all, such a pure-blooded Tibetan mastiff has also maintained enough wildness, not to mention tens of millions, millions of RMB can still be worth the land.

But for Liu Muang, anyone who hurts his parents will not die well, let alone a dog!

"Poof! Burst! ”

After the two shots put the Tibetan mastiff down, Liu Muang made up a few more shots on the huge dog's head, and then threw the iron cage with the dog corpse and the human corpse into the game space.

After taking a moment to remove all the obvious traces in the cellar, Liu Muang, who brought the camera into the game space, went back and forth a few times, and there was an extra pile of thermite and a few barrels of gasoline in the cellar.

Ten minutes later, Liu Muang, who had dealt with the thermite bomb and the oil spill, left the ruins with a heartbeat explorer.

When I came to the corner not far from the main road, I first got a road race car from the space, and then I pressed the detonator in my hand after riding it.

After the golden-red flames appeared in the night, Liu Muang started the motorcycle under him and disappeared at the end of the road.

A few minutes later, the rain suddenly became heavier......

……

After writing the plot of revenge, Gentle expected that someone would say that the protagonist was too cruel.

But in fact, if the protagonist is not capable, if the protagonist does not have an uncle with some strength.

Not to mention revenge, it is impossible to even have 800,000 compensation.

By that time, Liu's father could only spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair and lying in bed.

Liu's mother, who was beaten, will also fall into the root of the disease if she is not good.

If the conditions at home are not good, the treatment is not timely and thorough.

Coupled with psychological factors, the protagonist's home is completely ruined.

At that time, who will pity the protagonist?

Who will investigate how cruel the owner of the dog is who bullies people after committing the murder of the dog?