Han Wugongzi looked at Zhu Baye's gloomy face, and said coldly, "What? Won't give? ”

"Han Wugongzi, the old man of the broken dragon root clapped his hands, but it was only fifteen million, for the fifth son, it was too shabby, in this way, the old man gave the fifth prince ten times the value of a piece of Tang Sancai, how about it?" Zhu Baye's brows trembled, his hands were behind his back and he held them tightly, but he said with a smile.

The Blue Dragon Club is certainly a big force on the Jiangnan Provincial Highway, and the three groups of the three old guys on the surface are not small companies.

However, the fifth son of Han in front of him is Han Mingbo, the fifth son of the Han family, who ranks first among the five families in Jiangnan Province.

As a last resort, Zhu Baye didn't want to offend the Han family.

Therefore, he would rather pay a rare treasure worth more than 100 million yuan to settle the matter.

"This son repeats it, as long as I cut off the dragon root, I will ask you, will you cut your love?" Han Mingbo asked coldly.

Zhu Baye's eyes suddenly became cold, and he said: "Fifth son, you don't want the old man to cut his love, you are cutting the old man's life, forgive your fate." ”

Han Mingbo's eyes suddenly became gloomy, he raised his hand, and suddenly a follower came over.

After saying a few words, the attendant took his mobile phone and made a call.

After a while, Zhu Baye's mobile phone rang.

"Eighth master, no, our factory has been sealed."

Zhu Baye hung up the phone, although his face was ugly, it was also expected.

But as soon as I hung up, another call came in.

Not only his phone, but also the hotel front desk, the phone of his cronies, all rang at the same time.

"Eighth master, our eight branches have been seized."

"Eighth master, several general managers have all been taken down."

"Eighth Master ......"

Zhu Baye's face became more and more ugly, and finally became iron-blue.

He sensed something was wrong.

Although the Han family is the first family in Jiangnan, it is impossible for Han Mingbo to have this kind of energy alone.

Zhu Baye made a phone call to the third son of the Han family, and he has always maintained a good relationship with this third son.

"The ...... of the Three Sons"

"Eighth Master, hand over the broken dragon root, this thing is only worth a few dollars to you, as long as you hand it over, I will keep nothing." On the other end of the phone, before Zhu Baye could speak, Han Sangongzi over there interrupted him.

Zhu Baye's eyelids jumped, and he hissed: "Third son, you give the old man a secret, why?" ”

There was silence for a while, and said, "Those who want to break the dragon root, our Han family can't afford to offend." ”

Zhu Baye's head suddenly roared, the Han family can't afford to offend people, how big should that power be?

After hanging up the phone, Zhu Baye was silent for a long time and sighed.

Perhaps, this is fate.

"Eighth Master, what do you say?" Han Mingbo stood up and asked with a smile.

"Broken dragon root, old man...... The old man gives it to you. Zhu Baye said astringently, feeling that everyone was ten years old.

"Haha, that's right, but ......" Han Mingbo laughed proudly, and as soon as he changed his words, his eyes were already cold.

"You called my third brother, only to give in, where do you put my Han Mingbo's face? Do you think that my Han Mingbo's face is not as good as my third brother? Han Mingbo said coldly.

Zhu Baye raised his head, with anger on his face, and he said coldly: "The old man has agreed to give you the broken dragon root, what else do you want?" ”

Breaking the dragon root is his life, and he is giving his life now, just to keep following his old brother.

"Kneel down and slap yourself ten times, and my son won't care about you old thing." Han Mingbo sneered.

Zhu Baye's forehead was exposed, his eyes became fierce, and he said in a cruel voice: "Fifth Master Han, I'm forcing the old man to die and break the net, even if the old man dies then, will Old Man Han spare you?" ”

"Old thing, threaten my son, I heard that your old tree has sprouted, and there is a wild ......seed in Australia," Han Mingbo sneered.

Suddenly, Zhu Baye's body was shocked, and his face turned pale.

He sighed and was about to kneel.

But at this moment, Qin Feng walked in and said, "Eighth Master, is this a meeting?" It's so lively. ”

Han Mingbo looked at Qin Feng and frowned and reprimanded, "Where did Xiao Qisan come from, is the person outside dead?" Who the fuck put it in? ”

"They didn't die, they just felt more comfortable lying down, so they lay down." Qin Feng smiled.