Fang Zhixin had no other choice but to complete the transfer within the time specified by Wang Dayong. Time is now more than time, but his blood and life. He has to choose someone and give him a specially set password for withdrawals, so this person must be reliable, 200% reliable! There were many faces in front of him like lightning, and in the end, only two people barely stayed: one was the accountant Fang Wei, and the other was the temporary secretary Huang Lingling. Accountant Fang Wei is his distant nephew, and it stands to reason that he should choose Fang Wei because they are relatives. But Fang Wei seems to be honest, but in fact, there are a lot of twists and turns, once the right to withdraw money is handed over to him, maybe there will be some kind of chaos. Excluding Fang Wei, he could only choose Huang Lingling. Huang Lingling is a college student in the School of Foreign Languages, not deeply involved in the world, loyal and reliable, and there has never been a mistake in the things handed over to her.

Fang Zhixin didn't have time to hesitate, took Wang Dayong's mobile phone, and pressed Huang Lingling's number tremblingly:

"Lingling, I'm Fang Zhixin. Don't ask why, immediately transfer $500,000 to this account. ”

"But...... Mr. Fang...... I don't have 500,000 US dollars in my hand, I don't have 10,000 dollars, so you better find Fang Wei. ”

"Don't look for Fang Wei, and don't let him know about it. I trust you alone. Listen to Lingling, now I will send you the transfer password and the special authorization letter, and delete it immediately after completing the transfer. ”

"I understand Mr. Fang, I'll do it."

"Be quick! It should be done in fifty minutes. ”

"Okay, Mr. Fang, hang up."

In the suffocating waiting, the $500,000 finally arrived, and Fang Zhixin also breathed a long sigh of relief. Wang Dayong did not embarrass Fang Zhixin anymore, and bandaged his wounds. The two big white men also went silently, and everything returned to its previous tranquility, as if nothing had happened. But Lu Jiahui still did not show up, and Lu Jiahui's bodyguards and Fang Zhixin's bodyguards did not show up. Fang Zhixin can't take care of these things, thirty-six plans are the best, one more minute will be more dangerous; If it is delayed any longer, maybe there will be other big men, and there will be other debt collectors and life chasers. In fact, what reassures Fang Zhixin the most is the huge amount of deposits in the bank. It was the hard work of half his life, his lifeline, and once it was stolen by others, he would become a penniless pauper.

Fang Zhixin regretted this adventurous trip to Toronto. The pain in the wounds on his shoulders and legs was unbearable, and his spirit was almost broken, and if it weren't for the money in the bank, he would have liked to sleep for three days and three nights. But he couldn't sleep when he lay in bed, and kept turning over pancakes and sighing. He got out of bed, walked through the long hallway, and walked outside. Outside, the moon is bright in the sky, and the stars are dotted. He was amazed to find that the night in Toronto was so peaceful and peaceful. He noticed a flash of fire in front of him and walked over it. The firelight grew brighter and brighter, reflecting most of the sky. He finally saw clearly, it turned out to be a burning bonfire, and next to the bonfire sat an old man with a shotgun.

Fang Zhixin does not know how to call the old man, according to the custom of the Chinese, when seeing an older person, he should call him "uncle", "uncle", "master" and "brother", but this is Canada, not China, these titles are useless. He simply omitted the salutation, hugged his fist at the old man and said:

"Excuse me!"

The old man slowly turned his head, looked Fang Zhixin up and down, and asked, "Are you Chinese?" ”

Fang Zhixin hurriedly said, "No." I'm from country M and travel to Toronto. How are you here alone, hunting? ”

"No," said the old man coldly, "I'm waiting for someone." ”

"Wait for someone? Waiting for your family? ”

"I don't have any family."

"Waiting for your relatives?"

"I have no relatives."

"Waiting for your friend?"

"I don't have any friends."

"That'...... Who exactly are you waiting for? Fang Zhixin felt that this old man was very weird, he didn't speak very much, and he couldn't talk about it.

"Waiting for you!"

"Wait for me?" Fang Zhixin's eyes widened.

"Not bad! It's you! The old man's words became more and more harsh.

"You know me? Do you know who I am? Fang Zhixin's throat trembled, and his heart pounded.

"Pick the skin and recognize the bones!" The old man suddenly changed color, and stared at Fang Zhixin viciously, "Your name is Fang Zhixin, you are from China, you settled in country M, and you are a big fraudster." You seem to be gentle and elegant, but in fact you have a black heart! You have deceived a lot of innocent people in China, and deceived them into losing their families! You are a wolf in human skin! I'm going to raise a bonfire here today to bring you over and make a break with you! I want to destroy evil and promote good! I'm going to do the right thing for heaven! I want justice for thousands of families! Fang Zhixin! Come on! With that, the old man raised his shotgun, aimed it at Fang Zhixin's head, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" The shotgun went off, and the bullet flew past Fang Zhixin's scalp.

"Fuck! It's really a dead star, so much so that Lao Tzu let go of the empty gun. Lao Tzu has never let go of the empty gun, and today it is planted in your hands! The old man muttered as he pressed the bullet again.

"Wait!" Fang Zhixin sweated like rain, kneeling crookedly in front of the old man, "Since the old man wants to seek justice for those funders, don't beat me to death; If my husband had really beaten me to death, the $120 million in the bank would have been lost without even making a sound. My husband might as well go with me to the bank to withdraw the money, and then pay back the full amount to the funders. ”

The old man put down his shotgun and snorted coldly, "I know your ghost idea, to put it bluntly, it's a delaying tactic." I can stop shooting, but I can't just let you go. As he spoke, the old man came in a gust of wind, grabbed Fang Zhixin like a chicken, and threw it into the fire.

Fang Zhixin screamed, got up from the bed, and looked carefully, there was no old man in front of him, and there was no fire, it turned out to be a dream. He let out a long sigh of relief and was about to lie down and go back to sleep, when his phone suddenly rang, sending chills down his spine. He steadied himself and pressed the call button tremblingly, "-Who?" ”

"Mr. Fang? I'm Fang Wei, something big has happened! ”

Fang Zhixin's heart trembled, and he asked urgently, "What's wrong?" ”

"Huang Lingling has been kidnapped!"

"What! Huang Lingling was kidnapped?! ”

"Uh-huh!"

Fang Zhixin has entered the dream again, which is more dangerous and terrifying than the dream just now!

But he knew it wasn't a dream this time. Huang Lingling was kidnapped, and this sudden bad news was even more terrible than the old man's shotgun just now. He fell into the abyss in an instant, and his body was covered with a biting cold.

Fang Zhixin held the microphone, anxious. Huang Lingling just touched his huge savings yesterday and was kidnapped at night, could it be that the kidnappers had premeditated? Could it be that the kidnapper covets his property? If this is the case, Huang Lingling will inevitably be more auspicious. How can she, a weak woman, resist the vicious kidnappers? If Huang Lingling has three longs and two shorts, how to explain to Huang Lingling's father Huang Xinglong? What's worse is that Huang Lingling knows his bank transfer password and still has a special power of attorney in his hand, once he can't resist the temptation and coercion of the kidnappers and leaks the top secrets of these top secrets, it will be a catastrophe - his deposits in the bank will be blown away by a Chen wind, his hard work over the years will be in vain, and his trip to country M will become Nan Ke's dream. If that were the case, he would have to spend the rest of his life in poverty. And he can't go back to China, and returning to China is tantamount to going to prison and going to hell. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, his body and mind burning, and his liver and gall were broken.