Chapter 989

Chapter 989

There was a touch of coldness in the eagle eyes of the War Chill Lord. "Get out." Whispered roar.

Huang Ping straightened up and approached the Battle Chill Lord.

Then he threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground hatefully and stepped on it with his foot. It was as if he was stepping on the Battle Chill Lord.

Huang Ping looked hideous and said viciously: "Ah Yue, what are you arrogant? Aren't you the most incompetent waste in our fishing village? In the past few years, I have been supported by my wife, and I have eaten soft rice with peace of mind. Hmph, but pretending to be high in front of me? ”

Zhan Hanjue's lips and teeth opened lightly, and he said gloomily: "Get out." Don't make me say it a third time. ”

Huang Ping's gaze fell on his clenched fist, "Yo, you want to hit me?" You see you're fine-skinned and tender, do you fight? ”

Huang Ping took out his mobile phone, the microphone was set to speakerphone, and Zhan Hanjue immediately heard Huzi's cry from inside: "Dad, save me." ”

The indifference in Zhan Hanjue's eyes was immediately shrouded in a haze, "Bastard, let my son go." ”

Huang Ping turned off his mobile phone, his smile was hideous and distorted, "Ah Yue, I kindly introduced the men from the fishing village to the tourmaline construction site to make money, but you took revenge and cut off my financial route, and I want you to repay it twice." ”

Zhan Hanjue remembered Yan Zhengling's moves to deal with those robbers in his mind, and he jumped to the ground. A 540-degree spinning kick kicked Huang Ping far away.

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Huang Ping glared at Zhan Hanjue in disbelief, wiped his nosebleed, and got up angrily, "I didn't expect you to really be able to do two times." ”

Zhan Hanjue looked at his fist, he also felt very strange, martial arts is not an overnight skill, he obviously knew it before?

It seems to be a little insignificant-

This innocuous feeling made the Lord of War feel self-loathing. That's his child, how can he be so indifferent to his own flesh and blood?

Huang Ping said: "I know that you and the president of Media Asia are getting along. Now that I have done this to you, she will not let me go. I want five million, and if I get these five million, I will disappear in the imperial capital. ”

"How much do you want?" The Battle Chill Lord asked angrily.

Huang Ping said: "Then it depends on how much your son is worth in your heart." ”

At that moment, Zhan Hanjue really measured Huzi's status in his heart in his heart.

He had an iceberg face, and his voice was wrapped in low pressure, which made Huang Ping tremble involuntarily.

However, Huang Ping planned this kidnapping case, but he showed the determination to put him to death and come back to life.

"Don't bargain with me. Five million, a penny is not a lot. Otherwise, those who kidnap Huzi will tear up the ticket if they can't get the money? ”

The Lord of War glared at him indignantly, "You're simply mad. If you don't have money, you have to die. ”

"You go and ask the president of Media Asia to give you five million."

"I'm not related to her, why did she give me so much money? I have hundreds of thousands on me, if you want me, I will give it to you, you have to release the tiger. If you dare to move the tiger, I will never spare you. The War Chill Lord warned the Owl.

He's going to have to hold back this group of crazy people.

The call was quickly connected, but he didn't know how to speak.

"Hey, Brother Ayue." On the microphone, Yan Zhengling's excited voice soon came.

The handsome face of the Frost Lord is iron-blue......

Huang Ping urged: "Call her quickly." ”

Zhan Hanjue reluctantly took out his mobile phone, and in order to protect Huzi, he had to call Yan Zhengling.

The corners of War Chill's lips curled into a smug smile.

Yan Zhengling is also a person who has seen the world. How can you be easily threatened by kidnappers?

There was silence on the other side of the microphone.

Zhan Hanjue glared at Huang Ping angrily, and the cold air lingered in his eyes.

Huang Ping saw that he was not threatened, so he simply said to Yan Zhengling: "President Yan, Ah Yue is now in my hands, if you want him to live, immediately give 184 ****** five million, remember not to call the police." ”

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Yan Zhengling seemed to come back to her senses, and her voice trembled, "As long as you guarantee his safety, don't say five million, even five tens of billions of old ladies will be given to you." ”