An exclamation attracted people's attention.

Dean Kong's IQ is not low, and his response is quite fast.

No way!

How can you not even remember the account of the financier when you enjoy the funding's funding?

And his shouting also surprised Section Chief Yu and others next to him.

All four of them were a little dazed.

What's the situation?

If you encounter kidnapping and ransom, shouldn't you give a private account?

And it's definitely not the kidnapper's own, so as not to be traced.

But why...... It's actually the account of the Tianyuan Boai Charity Foundation?

Could it be that these four people in front of him belong to Tanglong Industrial Group?

"You don't care who Lao Tzu is, hurry up and transfer money! Otherwise, you can finish this hot pot meal!"

"Of course, if you really can't eat it, drink up this hot pot base, I can also let you go!"

Wu Jie has no patience anymore and is pulling calves with them.

If you can't get some of the money back, it's time to do it.

"It's not...... Who are you? Heroic warriors, or were you sent by the syndicate to investigate?"

Dean Kong asked curiously.

Wu Jie asked coldly: "Is this important? Lao Tzu has no patience to toss with you, either transfer money or drink soup!"

"I ......"

Dean Kong was still a little hesitant.

"No, brother, you are tossing so much, not for money, this is not scientific!"

"What bullshit science?" Wu Jiebang kicked directly into Dean Kong's chair, "No matter how special it is, do you believe that Lao Tzu poured oil soup on you?"

After a snort, Wu Jie glanced at the two colleagues.

The two immediately understood, and poured bags of rotten meat and rotten vegetables into the oil pot.

Expired yogurt, hot sauce, rice vinegar, fruits, etc., are also on the table.

This time.

The faces of the four of Dean Kong became quite ugly.

Many of them are directly obtained from the garbage cans in the vegetable market, and the appearance and taste can be imagined.

The smell of the smell, and the spicy and fresh aroma of the hot pot, after being mixed together, smells really weird.

Cook over high heat.

The rotten meat was quickly boiled in the pan.

The fresh flavor in the oil pot can't hide the rancid smell at all.

A good hot pot that gives off the rancid and sour smell of the landfill.

Vomit!!

Director Miao, who was shouting that he was hungry before, was the first to hold back.

With a sharp bow, he vomited under the table.

Then, Section Chief Yu and Dean Kong also vomited.

The ninth master, who buys these rotten meat and rotten vegetables every day, can't bear it, and spits under the table with his waist covered.

It was already stinking, and now it smelled of vomit from four people.

It's sour...... It's so exciting!

Sunset was a few paces away, smelling like she was about to vomit.

But where does he dare to vomit?

Inhale and grit your teeth, you have to endure it, because Wu Jie didn't vomit!

Gritted his teeth and took out his phone to take a picture of it.

Give a high-definition close-up of the four of Dean Kong, and see how nauseous and painful they are at the moment.

"Is it disgusting, is it nauseous?"

"Didn't you say you didn't even eat pigs, and you could afford to buy them for the children!"

"Are you still human, and have your consciences been eaten by dogs?"

"Spit it up, vomit as much as you want, empty your stomach, and eat this good pot!"

Wu Jie didn't care about the stench at all, only anger in his heart.

What bullshit!

Even innocent young children are not spared, what is there to sympathize with such a brute who has lost his conscience and has a wolf's heart and lungs?

After the four of them vomited for a while, they saw that they no longer vomited.

Wu Jie took a stainless steel soup spoon and a colander from the next table and threw them into the pot.

One can be used to scoop soup water, and the other can be used to strain out the soup and leave 'food' behind.

"Don't vomit, do you? Your stomach is empty, isn't it? What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and eat!"

"Don't be afraid! If you cook at high temperatures for a long time, all germs and bacteria will be dead, and you won't eat the dead!"

"You're not afraid to feed the children, but what are you afraid of? Now I feel disgusting, what about before?"

Wu Jie's voice was high-pitched, like a burst of thunder, deafening and piercing the eardrums.

Dean Kong vomited too much.

The stench not only choked him with snot and tears, but also made him vomit all the bile from dinner.

I couldn't vomit anything, but I still felt a strong feeling of nausea and vomiting.

Watching the rotten meat and rotten vegetables tumbling in the oil pot, bursts of foul smell came to my nose.

Dean Kong couldn't help it, and leaned on the table again, vomiting.

It's a pity......

There was no stock left in the stomach, only retching.

At this time.

Director Miao is no longer good.

simply squatted on the ground, shook his head one after another, and howled and cried.

"Crazy! You're all crazy! Perverts with no conscience!"

"Bastards, you stink, stinker than shit, how do you eat it! bastards......"

Director Miao really seems to be driven crazy.

And even worse is Section Chief Yu.

Originally, he was thin, and he didn't eat much for dinner, so he vomited a long time ago.

Smelling the rancid and disgusting smell wafting from the pot, I really wanted to cry without tears, and I wanted to get into the crack in the ground and escape.

And no matter how it ends tonight, he will never be able to eat hot pot again in his life.

It's disgusting!

As for the self-inflicted Ninth Master, he simply lowered his head and pinched his nose with his hand, not smelling the stench.

He really couldn't have dreamed of it.

How do you usually treat those innocent and young children, and what kind of retribution has you suffered now?

If you want to, you can't escape, and you can't call the police, can you really only be forced to eat?

It's worse than!

"Brother, we were wrong, we were really wrong!"

"Don't force us to eat it, okay? This pot of stuff is worse than!"

Dean Kong, who was in pain, didn't know how many times he greeted Wu Jie in his heart.

But people have to bow their heads under the eaves!

If you can't win the fight, you can't escape, what else can you do but beg for mercy?

What is the material......

Wu Jie sneered: "What the hell? You said that the rotten meat and rotten vegetables in this pot are worse than?"

"So you mean, have you ever eaten? Otherwise, how do you know it's worse than?"

Wu Jie's rhetorical question directly made Dean Kong speechless.

"No...... No, bro, I'm just making an analogy!"

"You...... Don't you want money? I'll transfer money, I'll transfer it right away!"

"500,000 is it, right? I'll turn it now!

As he spoke, Dean Kong hurriedly took out his mobile phone and prepared to transfer money.

Looking at Section Chief Yu, the three of them were still hunched over or squatting on the ground, still vomiting, and they were suddenly angry.

"Don't pretend to be dead, hurry up and transfer money! Lao Tzu doesn't have 500,000 on him!"

This roar shook the Ninth Master first.

And Section Chief Yu and Director Miao, both of them are slowly soaring, obviously not wanting to take out the money that has been greedy into their pockets.

"How long are you going to grind? Are you waiting for Lao Tzu to pour soup for you?"

Wu Jie shouted angrily.

At this time, the fierce fire kept cooking, and the oil pot was completely boiling.

The rotten meat and rotten vegetables were tumbling in the pan, giving off a disgusting taste.

The four Dean Kong, who didn't want to eat this 'hot pot', transferred money one after another.

"I'm gone, all the money has been transferred to the account of the charitable foundation!"

Dean Kong was the first to show his mobile phone to Wu Jie.

Wu Jie was too lazy to look at it, so naturally a subordinate came over, took Dean Kong's mobile phone, and checked it carefully.

"Mr. Wu, Alipay, WeChat and bank clients are indeed out of money!"

"However, the cumulative donation is less than 300,000 yuan. ”

At this time......

Dean Kong frowned, his eyes widened, and he kept staring at Wu Jie.

It always seems that I have seen it somewhere, and it seems very familiar.

But for a while, I couldn't remember it.

After all, Handong City, a small place, is not Tianyuan, and information is relatively closed.

Occasionally watching the news, I haven't seen Wu Jie in person, and Wu Jie has a disguise, so it's even more difficult to be recognized.

Wu Jie shouted angrily: "What are you looking for? Call again, find someone to borrow! You must make up 500,000 yuan!"

Dean Kong was stunned for a moment and asked, "Ah, isn't it the four of us with a total of 500,000?"

"Do you have the qualifications to bargain with Lao Tzu?"

Wu Jie glared and shouted angrily, and instructed his subordinates: "Return the mobile phone to him, guard him to borrow it, dare to report the news, and chop up his hand and throw it in the pot to cook!!"

"Oh don't! Mr. Wu doesn't want it! I borrow, I'll borrow it!"

Dean Kong was so frightened that he almost cried.

The big shiny back has also become messy.

Where is there still the awe-inspiring and full of style before, and he was so frightened that he cowered and wanted to be broken.

Tremblingly checking the number, Dean Kong hurriedly borrowed money from relatives and friends.

I really don't want to be chopped, so I turn on hands-free, for fear of causing misunderstandings.

It's the dean, after all!

It's different to borrow money, although the economic level of Handong City is not high, but he opened his mouth to borrow 30,000 or 50,000 yuan, and no one refused.

After making several phone calls in succession, Dean Kong was busy sending WeChat and sending his card number.

And Section Chief Yu and the other three also handed their mobile phones for inspection, and they all became poor eggs.

I didn't dare to bargain, and honestly called to borrow money.

But obviously......

Where can the three of them compare to Dean Kong?

Thirty or fifty thousand yuan is not borrowed, but a few thousand yuan is okay.

Wu Jie also knew that it would be too difficult for the three of them to make up 500,000 yuan.

Therefore, the amount is prescribed.

Director Miao and Section Chief Yu are 400,000 and 300,000 respectively.

As for the Ninth Master...... This guy eats, drinks, prostitutes, gambles, and samples, and can make up 200,000 yuan.

Sunset watched from the sidelines, and of course he knew why Wu Jie did this.

There are many ways to deal with these four scum.

From investigation and evidence collection to detention and trial, it will take time.

It is difficult to say what the crime will be and how many years the sentence will last.

It's not the same with them to 'donate'.

Not only will they spit out all the illegal gains, but also let the foundation donate more money to help more innocent children.

also let them go into debt, even if they are let go tonight, I am afraid that the life of being collected for debts in the future will not be easy.

Those who can borrow money with a phone call are definitely relatives and friends, who are close and familiar with each other.

Paying off debts is a matter of course!

Since they know each other well, do they dare not pay back?

This is obviously more effective than just sending them to jail.

......

Minutes and seconds passed.

The rotten meat and rotten vegetables in the pot became more and more rotten the more they were cooked, and they almost became a pot of soup.

And on the ground, the smell of the vomit of the four of them, the smell that came out, was still disgusting.

"It's all together! 500,000 together!"

Dean Kong is the dean after all, and the 500,000 yuan will be gathered quickly.

Director Miao and Section Chief Yu are also very fast, after all, they both have official positions.

It's to make a little black money, but the ninth master, who doesn't know what his surname is, loves to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble too much.

How could he possibly scrape together 200,000? 100,000 is enough.

"I ...... I ......"

Jiu Ye wanted to cry a little without tears.

"They all say that you are a ruthless person, and your popularity is rotten like this, you are really ruthless enough!"

Wu Jie pointed to the oil pot and said coldly: "How many tens of thousands, just drink as many bowls as you want, hurry up, don't force Lao Tzu to pour it hard for you!"

"Huh? This ......"

The Ninth Master immediately cried with a sad face, and looked at Dean Kong and the three of them with a pleading gaze.

Director Miao and Section Chief Yu immediately lowered their heads, but they didn't see it.

Dean Kong's face was embarrassed: "Or ...... You just drink it! It's been boiled for so long, and the poison won't kill people!"

"But this ...... It stinks! I ......."

Jiu Ye really wants to cry without tears, where is there still the arrogant and arrogant appearance in the vegetable market before.

looked at Wu Jie timidly, so he had to grit his teeth and endure it, and picked up a soup spoon to serve a bowl.

Before they could drink this, Dean Kong and Director Miao couldn't bear to look at them directly and began to retch.

And Section Chief Yu kept his head buried deeply, not knowing what he was thinking.

"It's too hot, can you drink it when it's cold?" asked the Ninth Master with a crying voice.

And almost right now.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and the shutter door was pulled open from the outside.

Police lights flash.

Several police officers quickly rushed in with guns.

"Don't move!"

......