Chapter Ninety-Seven: Bow Your Head

Although Mike was very scared, he was unwilling to be a lamb to the slaughter, and said, "You China have a lot of philosophical sayings, called 'Skynet is restored and not leaked', 'People are doing it, the sky is watching', and 'Sooner or later you will have to pay it back'." ”

Zheng Qingyu laughed, "M Guoyan, you know a lot." However, there is also a saying in China, which is called 'If people do not offend me, I will not offend others, and if people offend me, I will offend others'. You pretended to be a ghost at Haotian Law Firm and pretended to be Liang Bingqiang to accept a check for $3 million from me; Isn't it a crime to continue pretending to be a ghost in the Oriental Teahouse, and joining forces with that girl named Huang Lingling to commit a crime, causing me to write a check for 11 million US dollars? As a detective, you know the law and break the law, and you are still here to tell me what Skynet is restored, don't you think it's funny? ”

The more Mike listened, the more confused he became, and the more he listened, the more terrifying he felt, and he couldn't help asking, "Even if you really lost 14 million, why should I take 24 million?" Isn't this a public robbery? ”

Zheng Qingyu laughed again. He felt that this M country guy was a little cute, so he said, "You not only deceived me, but also deceived Ms. Fang Qiuyan, and the extra 10 million is a spiritual compensation." I still learned this trick from you M people. But don't worry, I won't kill you right away; I will accompany you to drink tea, and when the tea is full, I will drink until the dead of night. ”

Mike shivered and blurted out, "You're going to kill me in the teahouse?" ”

"No, Mike, it's not a teahouse, it's somewhere else."

"Somewhere else?"

"Yes. I'll shut your mouth, tie your hands and feet, stuff you and your bodyguards into your car, drive the car to the beach, drive to a deserted place, douse gasoline, light a fire, and let you go on the road in the raging fire, without feeling cold, without feeling lonely, and certainly not leaving any clues for the Los Angeles police. ”

Listening to such a horrific layout, Mike's clothes were already soaked with sweat. He had to think about the way back. According to the Chinese, it is called "a good man does not eat immediate losses" and "leaves green mountains without worrying about firewood". He must live, and only by living can he have a chance of revenge.

"Good! I agree to give you twenty-four million, provided that I and those who follow me are safe. ”

"Deal!"

Although Zheng Qingyu hated Mike very much, he didn't dare to take him seriously, he just wanted to scare and scare him, and let out the evil breath that he was holding in his heart. Fang Qiuyan's trip to Los Angeles added a lot of blockages to Zheng Qingyu, and made Zheng Qingyu understand what it means to be a lion's mouth. In order to save that incorrigible stupid hat brother, Fang Qiuyan went to visit some bullshit lawyer, squandered millions of dollars, and used him as a cash cow ATM, which was really unhappy. It was only out of fear of Tianlong Group and long-term planning that he had to throw a lot of votes. In fact, he did not have many dollars in his pocket, and his business in Los Angeles was not going well, and he often had to tear down the east wall and make up the west wall. Prior to this, he had already made the decision to gradually withdraw from the market in country M, and Fang Qiuyan's willfulness prompted him to act quickly. Now that Mike, the bastard, has agreed to spit out the huge amount of money he was defrauded of, and there is an extra 10 million, there is no need to entangle with him any longer.

Zheng Qingyu pushed over a laptop and ordered Mike to transfer money immediately. When he saw the computer, Mike's heart moved, and his brain spun rapidly. It's a good time to send an alarm signal at the touch of a finger. But when he glanced at Zheng Qingyu, who was eyeing him fiercely, he couldn't help but shudder. What he saw was a cold, terrifying and murderous face, and he also smelled a smell of death. He suddenly lost the courage to call the police. He didn't dare to gamble with his own lives and the lives of his subordinates. His body was shaking, his fingers were disobedient, and his account was mispressed over and over again.

"Don't play tricks! Don't risk your life! Zheng Qingyu, who was watching from the sidelines, issued a warning to Mike.

Mike wiped his face with his sleeve and rubbed his hands on his thighs again and again, trying to dry the sweat from his hands.

"Give him a towel and keep him sober!"

A big man tosses a towel dipped in cold water to Mike. Mike took the towel, wiped his hands first, and then wiped the sweat on his face, inadvertently touched the wound, grinning in pain, and the sweat that had just been wiped off came out again.

"Hurry up! You're running out of time! Zheng Qingyu's eyes flashed a few cold lights.

Mike tossed the towel and tapped his fingers on the keyboard again.

Ten minutes later, a slender young man came to Zheng Qingyu's side, leaned over and said, "Boss, the funds have arrived, and there is a lot of money." ”

Zheng Qingyu nodded, and the corners of his mouth outlined a smug smile.

"Mr. Zheng, can I go?"

"Yes, but not now."

"When?"

"Two days later."

"Two days later? Why two days later?! Mike's voice was full of anger.

Zheng Qingyu sneered: "Because I still have a lot of things to deal with." I'm going to say goodbye to Los Angeles, I'm going to say goodbye to country M, I've had enough of this hellish place. To be on the safe side, you will only be free when I board a flight to China. ”

"Crazy! Bastard! ”

Zheng Qingyu didn't get angry, patted Mike lightly on the shoulder, and said, "Detective Mike, since you are very interested in Chinese culture, have you ever heard of the famous saying 'anger hurts the body'?" ”

"Bastard! You're an out-and-out bastard! ”

"Smack!" The big man behind him slapped Mike hard: "Shut your stinky mouth!" ”

Zheng Qingyu had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his smile was full of majesty and coldness, "Detective Mike, if you want to lose another ear, I won't mind." ”

Mike shuddered and immediately closed his mouth.

In the VIP lounge of the Hyatt Hotel, Shao Qianran and Huang Lingling snuggled up to Yang Xiaoxue on the left and right, squeezed into a large sofa. The three girls are in a play, sometimes they are chattering, sometimes whispering, sometimes pushing and shoving, sometimes giggling, and they are crazy without any scruples. They were waiting for Liang Tianyu's arrival.

Sitting across from them were four youngsters of different appearances, named Garcia, White, Martin and Clark, all classmates of Liang Tianyu Los Angeles Institute of Technology. Garcia is an Englishman, burly, good-looking, and tall by Chinese standards. White is a native of M, also tall, but with a hooked nose, which makes the scenery a living thing. Martin is Mexican, with a full beard and an old-fashioned look. Clark is a Bolivian, with a wide face, a high nose, snow-white teeth, and a shrill and somewhat boyish voice.

The four of Garcia sat together, exchanging surprised and terrified glances from time to time. They are all unwilling to be lonely, but at this time they are very restrained and dare not come out. They have seen many beautiful women, but they have never seen such a stunning oriental girl. Especially the two slightly taller girls, who look almost identical, plump and radiant, even if you sneak a glance, you will feel a burst of heartbeat. Garcia's four have all been exposed to Chinese literary works to varying degrees, especially in the four famous novels and their film and television dramas. Now they regard these girls as fairies who fell from the sky, as the Chinese version of the peerless beauties. Without exception, they were intimidated.