Kong Heng was silent for a while, as if he was surprised by Zhao Fuqiang's words, and as if he was thinking about it.

After about two minutes, Kong Heng said, "Okay, where are you going to meet?" ”

Zhao Fuqiang breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the time of his watch, "The coffee shop on the first floor of Yanlord Building, see you at half past ten." ”

"Okay, you remember to bring the money, if you want to play tricks, don't blame Lao Tzu for getting you!" Kong Heng put down a cruel sentence and hung up the phone.

It's half past nine.

Zhao Fuqiang went to the pharmacy first with one foot on the accelerator and bought a bottle of melatonin.

I got back in the car, found a thermos cup, crushed ten pieces of melatonin, wrapped it in a paper towel, and went straight to the coffee shop.

When he entered, it was ten fifteen.

Ordered two cups of coffee.

A cup of latte by himself, Kong Heng had a cup of Furui white, and in Kong Heng's cup, he poured all the melatonin that packet of crushed into powder.

Half past ten.

A bald head came in.

Wearing leggings and an embroidered suit, he looks like a street slicker no matter how he looks.

The street slipper swept around the door of the café, accurately found Zhao Fuqiang, walked straight over, sat down opposite Zhao Fuqiang, touched his bald head, and threw the car keys on the table, "I'm here, where is the money?" ”

He sat down suddenly, startling Zhao Fuqiang.

Zhao Fuqiang subconsciously leaned back, pulled a little distance from him, and looked the bald head on the opposite side up and down, "You are Kong Heng?" ”

Kong Heng rolled his eyes, grabbed the coffee cup and poured it, "It's not Kong Heng, what am I doing sitting here?" Smell your old man? ”

Zhao Fuqiang was stunned, but he was not annoyed, watching Kong Heng take a big sip of coffee defenselessly, Zhao Fuqiang smiled: "After coming and going for so long, we finally met, you and your sister don't look alike." ”

"Less nonsense, hurry up and give money!" Kong Heng said impatiently, half of his body leaned on the back of the chair, one arm was behind the chair, one arm was resting on the table, and Erlang's legs were crossed, and his feet trembled and swayed.

Zhao Fuqiang said: "It's no problem to give money, but I want to know, where is your sister buried?" ”

The irritability on Kong Heng's face froze for a moment, his heart was obviously empty, his eyes were evasive, he licked his mouth, and paused for about half a minute before he said irritably: "It has nothing to do with you!" ”

Grabbed the coffee cup and took another sip.

Zhao Fuqiang saw the look on his face clearly, and became more and more convinced that there was something greasy in this.

Thinking that he had been continuously extorted so much money, his heart was full of anger, and Zhao Fuqiang said to Kong Heng: "I dreamed of her yesterday, she scolded me for being sorry for her, and asked me to go to her grave and kowtow to admit my mistake." ”

Kong Heng suddenly looked at Zhao Fuqiang with surprise on his face, and looked at Zhao Fuqiang in astonishment.

Zhao Fuqiang continued: "In the dream, she cried very badly, said that she missed me very much, asked me why I didn't go to her grave to see her, and said that if I didn't go, she wouldn't let me go." ”

"Impossible!" Kong Heng said immediately.

Zhao Fuqiang immediately asked without pause: "Why?" ”

"Because my sister doesn't ...... at all" With a bald mouth, Kong Heng hurriedly interrupted his words, "What's the reason, my sister hates you to death, how can I want to see you, don't talk nonsense, besides, there are no ghosts in this world!" ”

He grabbed his coffee cup to drink.

But when I grabbed it, I didn't grasp it steadily, and I almost knocked over the coffee cup.

The coffee cup shook twice on the table, and just a moment before it was about to fall, he barely held on, grabbed it, and poured several sips in a row.

A cup of coffee was almost finished by him, he wiped his mouth casually, and said to Zhao Fuqiang: "Do you give money or not, if you don't give money, I will go to your daughter-in-law!" ”

Zhao Fuqiang is even more convinced that there is something greasy in this.

"I'm going to your sister's grave, last night's dream was too scary, I have to go, you also said, your sister hates me to death, I have to go to her grave to atone for my sins, she won't give me a dream for no reason, she must hate me for not going to see her, if you take me there, I'll give you two million."

Kong Heng waved his hand, "Less nonsense!" ”

Zhao Fuqiang asked rhetorically, "You don't want money?" I just went to your sister's grave to mourn, not to dig the grave, why are you so excited to refuse? ”

Kong Heng looked choked, stared at Zhao Fuqiang, and touched his bald head irritably, "Anyway, it's not good!" ”

"What if I insist on going?"

"Then there's no need to discuss, I'll go find your daughter-in-law!" Kong Heng slapped the table.

It made the rest of the coffee shop look at it.

Kong Heng looked like a gangster, not afraid of the eyes of others.

Zhao Fuqiang looked at him, "Then you go, compared to my daughter-in-law, I am more afraid of your sister in my dream, she is a ghost!" ”

Kong Heng was furious, "Are you sick, there are no ghosts in this world!" ”

"Anyway, I dreamed of it, I firmly believe that there are ghosts, and besides, what does it have to do with you when I dream of ghosts, I just went to your sister's grave to burn some paper, and I didn't delay giving you money, why don't you agree, if you are like this, I have to wonder, is your sister not dead?"

Bang dang.

The coffee cup in front of Kong Heng did not escape the fate of falling to the ground after all.

Fortunately, he had already finished his cup of coffee, and only dropped an empty cup.

"Fart! My sister died, she died when she gave you an abortion, you owe my sister, this is a fact, you just don't want to give money, right, then I'll go find your daughter-in-law now!"

got up and kicked the coffee cup that fell to the ground, and Kong Heng walked out in a step.

Zhao Fuqiang didn't stop him.

Kong Heng walked a few steps, and when he saw that Zhao Fuqiang didn't come to keep him, he turned back suspiciously, "Did I really go?" ”

His emphasis made Zhao Fuqiang completely believe Jiang Ningning's words.

People are not dead!

Clenching his fists, Zhao Fu suppressed his anger, "Go ahead." ”

"You're not afraid?" Kong Heng didn't leave, and asked in a loud voice.

The clerk of the coffee shop hurriedly stepped forward, "Sir, please keep your voice a little quieter and don't disturb other customers." ”

Kong Heng glared at the clerk, but didn't say anything else, just pointed at Zhao Fuqiang, "You give Lao Tzu out." ”

Zhao Fuqiang nodded apologetically to the clerk and followed out.

As soon as he walked out of the door of the coffee shop, Kong Heng scolded angrily: "You bastard, you killed my sister, and you didn't even pay compensation?" Are you still human? ”

Zhao Fuqiang still said the same thing, "I'm going to her grave." ”

Kong Heng glared at Zhao Fuqiang for half a minute, "Then you wait, I'll call and ask." ”

Zhao Fuqiang was stunned by these words.

Ask?

What to ask?

Seeing Kong Heng take out his mobile phone and walk to the side to make a call, Zhao Fuqiang was a little puzzled again.

Did he think too much?

Someone died?

Kong Heng's phone didn't know who to call, he spoke very politely to the other party, said a few words, turned his head and asked Zhao Fuqiang, "Did you say that if I take you to my sister's grave, you will give me 1.5 million." ”

It's 500,000 more than the previous agreement.