Monster Catching Daddy

Chapter 101

"Boss Lu, do your family have any objections to you? Miss you dead?"

In the main room, dimly lit by night lights, a strong man with a scar on his face looked sinisterly at the fat man curled up in the corner, and said coldly.

The fat man was miserable.

His hair was disheveled, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, wet blood was hanging from the corner of his mouth, his hands and feet were tied tightly, his delicate suit was tattered, and the famous watch in his hand had been ripped off long ago.

"Brother... Don't worry, brother. My wife and I have a very good relationship, and my son is very obedient. They won't ignore me. Brother, what you want is cash. I... I don't do much business, and there is no one in the company. This is the time for the amount of working capital, and it will take... a little time to raise money."

"A little time? I've been waiting for five fucking hours! Is this what you said about a little time? I know that your company makes tens of millions of profits every year, but you can't get out just 500 million?"

Bang!
The scar-faced man kicked the fat man in the stomach.

The fat man curled up tightly like a silkworm chrysalis, shaking his body like sifting chaff, "That... that's all my bragging in order to deceive the financiers, brother, my company only has a few million a year in revenue, not that much, really not. "

"Fuck you, are you still pretending to be poor?"

The scar-faced man slapped the fat man's face again, bloodshot from his mouth.

The fat man's forehead was dizzy, but the next moment he felt a cold sensation on his temples.

He didn't dare to shake, squinting his eyes slightly, and saw the scar-faced man staring at him condescendingly.

The man held a black pistol in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was pressed against his forehead.

"Brother, don't, don't! Don't! You tell me to go back, and I will send you more money after I sell the company, brother, don't!"

Fat crotch wet, the second time today.

Another person stood next to him, younger, with a long shotgun barrel and gently tapped the fat man's forehead, "Let me tell you the truth, after finishing your job, we are going to go abroad to be a serious businessman. So, fat man today Dead!"

The scar-faced man turned his eyes away from his friend, "You're the one who talks a lot."

"Boss, he's dead anyway. Let's leave after ten minutes. It's okay to tell him. Let him be a fool."

The scar-faced man shrugged his shoulders and looked back at the fat man, "Boss Lu, did you hear what my brother said? You'll die if you get the money, but it's easier to die. Once you cut it, it's gone. If it's not here, we will die first." Break your hands, break your feet, and set up an alarm clock and fireworks for you. When the time comes, it’s best when the police come, just happen to be with you, BOOM!”

Fatty Lu's face was pale, with indescribable despair in his heart, he murmured repeatedly, "No... no... let me go, I can give you more money! I beg you!"

The scar-faced man stomped on his face, "I believe you are a ghost! If you want to blame it, you businessmen like you always like to throw money here and there, but you don't know how to keep it in your own pocket. Ours The business is not easy to carry out. If you can get 2000 million today, I may save your life. I am upset that my last vote is for such a small list like you. It is interesting to set off fireworks. In the next life, don’t be a It's better for the rich to be poor."

Fatty Lu was shaking like a sieve. Since he was tied up today, he knew that this group of people was extremely vicious. He was worried that even if he gave money, he would be torn apart, but he didn't expect that they really planned to do so.

The scar-faced man looked at his watch, "Well, there are still twelve minutes, and the money hasn't arrived yet. Seventh, prepare fireworks for Boss Lu. It's almost Chinese New Year, let him go to some scenic spots on the way."

Fatty Lu struggled to say something, but was glared at by the scar-faced man, and shut up in despair.

If I talk nonsense again, I am afraid that I will be wiped directly on the neck.

A thin middle-aged man in front grinned, stuffed the dagger in his hand into his belt, opened the backpack beside him, and skillfully assembled the "fireworks".

Lu Ming stared at the thin, dry middle-aged man's orderly movements, and one thought after another flashed through his mind.

Many pictures were shown like a slideshow in his mind.

The expectant eyes of the parents, the struggle in youth, the abjection and poverty in the youth, the wind and the camp when starting a business, the flattery and flattery in order to get a chance, the care of his wife and children, all these pictures finally condensed into a family portrait of Zhang Que alone. .

The four pairs of eyes of the elderly parents, the wife who followed him to become a half-mature mistress, and the son who was still in high school were looking at him with extremely lonely and lonely eyes.

I can't die!

If I die, this family will be over!
I want to live!
He no longer trembled, and still maintained a fearful expression, but his eyes seemed to be flustered but looked around alertly.

You'll die if you wait, and you'll die if you stand up. I'll fuck you!

Behind the old house, Shen Chong and Lu Xiaoliang stood outside the kitchen door, with a dignified atmosphere.

Liang Zai had already got in and gently pulled the doorknob away. He also cleared the route by the way, and quietly carried the broken stones and wooden sticks scattered on the kitchen floor to the side.

Liang Zai complained softly, "Tsk tsk, these kidnappers are really thieves, they actually said that even if the fat man gave the ransom, they would tear up their tickets."

Shen Chong nodded, "It's a bit vile, a bunch of mad dogs."

Liang Zai: "Uh...boss, you're right..."

"Oh, I'm not talking about you, let's..."

Shen Chong first took down his mobile phone that had already been muted, turned on the law enforcement recorder, and handed it to Liang Zai, "Hold my mobile phone in your mouth, follow me, hide it, and when you call, quietly put the mobile phone out from behind the kitchen door. Come out, just point the rear camera outside, don’t do unnecessary things. Remember!”

Although Liang Zai didn't understand the intention of Shen Chong's arrangement, he had the excellent obedience of a purebred pastoral dog, he didn't ask any questions, he just opened his mouth and firmly bit the chin of Shen Chong's phone, and nodded straight.

Shen Chong held his breath, and gently reached out to the back door of the kitchen, and pushed gently.

Thankfully, the door has alloy hinges that don't creak like solid wood doors.

There was a slight rustling sound, and the wooden door slowly opened until there was a gap just enough for Shen Chong to walk close to him.

With a very light bump, the wooden door was pushed to the limit, and it was unknown whether it was blocked by something inside or the hinges were corroded.

Liang Zai got in first, and with his shameless night vision, he easily stuck behind the front door of the kitchen without making a sound.

Shen Chong straightened his body, stood on tiptoes, and slowly wiped the door along the gap.

He was extremely careful, not because he was worried about himself, but because he was afraid of killing the hostage.

He has a kind heart and wants to save people, not harm them. Of course, it is best to make some money by the way.

Luckily, Liang Zai picked up the small things where he was standing beforehand, and he entered the kitchen smoothly without any accidents.

Shen Chong followed the route Liang Zai stepped on, and slowly approached the front door, letting Liang Zai stand behind him.

call……

Shen Chong breathed a sigh of relief, and the next step was the most dangerous operation.

Right or wrong, success or failure, in one fell swoop!
At this moment, there was a commotion from the main room in front, and there was chaos.

"Fuck! Court death!"

"Kill him!"

"Shabi! Don't shoot! Stab him to death!"

Fatty Lu, whose hands and feet were tied, suddenly stood up and jumped towards the kitchen like a zombie!

The incident happened hastily, and the kidnappers were a little slow to react, Fatty Lu's fat body burst out with unprecedented potential.

He approached the stove door in just two jumps!
He knew that this must also be death, but he didn't!recognize!Life!

dad!
mom!
wife!

cub!

My old Lu, I have worked hard!
(End of this chapter)