Chapter 1005 Hell Angel (3)

Tea city.

A few years ago, Chen Liang brought Gu Hengbo to her house to hire him. With a big wave of his hand, he bought a three-bedroom house with a total area of ​​150 square meters in the newly built high-end community in Tea City.

At that time, Gu Hengbo’s mother, Zhou Siping, cried with joy, happy that her daughter finally met her beloved and luckier than her.

The wedding date is getting closer, and the new home is decorated with lights and festoons. Due to etiquette, Chen Liang cannot meet Gu Hengbo before the wedding, so he can only stay in a hotel.

“Sister, brother-in-law is really nice.”

Ouyang Qing, who lived in the spacious and big house, came from the bottom of his heart, and the changes Chen Liang brought to their family were obvious and easy to see.

“Then you have to study hard and try to be like your brother-in-law in the future, you know?”

Gu Hengbo’s stepfather, Ouyang Zhenhua, has a long-term heart, and his face is full of smiles when he looks at the red happy characters posted on the doors and windows.

God knows what you did.

He regarded Gu Hengbo as his own, and finally reaped rewards. In the future, his uncle not only bought them a new home, but also specially bought him a new store of more than 100 square meters.

He is very content with this.

Zhou Siping secretly sat next to her and wiped her tears, wondering whether she was happy or thinking that her daughter would be married in a few days.

“What are you crying about? This is a big day for our family. We should all be happy.”

Ouyang Zhenhua comforted.

He can understand his wife’s mood.

It is difficult for outsiders to understand how difficult it is for a woman to remarry with her daughter.

“Mom, I’m still your daughter.”

Gu Hengbo hesitated for a moment, but after all he gently took his mother’s hand.

Zhou Siping was startled, and seemed to be even more excited, tears streaming from her eyes uncontrollably.

“Mom knows, mom knows, mom is happy for you.”

This pair of mother and daughter, who had a deep gap to this day, finally released their suspicions.

Human pessimism does not want to pass.

Wen Dehua.

Over the past few days, Wen Bijie ran around, exhausted.

In order to rescue Jiang Xin, she spent a lot of money to hire the most famous lawyer in the area, but after knowing that the other party understood the ins and outs, she was frightened by the lust of the angels of hell and returned the money to Wen Bijie to terminate the employment relationship.

Jiang Xin, who is suspected of endangering public safety, will be tried next week, but no lawyer is willing to file a lawsuit for herself, Wen Bijie is distraught.

The most alarming thing about Wen Bijie is that the police have not heard anything about the kidnapped son. Lin Dakun had to walk 15 million with her, but just kept waiting for her.

At night, Wen Bijie, who had trouble sleeping and eating, came to Lin Dakun’s house again, crying and begged: “Uncle Lin, it’s been five days, I’m afraid of my son…”

Sitting on the solid wood sand, Lin Dakun picked up the tea cup, tilted Erlang’s legs, took a sip of tea slowly, and slowly said: “I have already inquired that your grandson is in Cruise’s hands. You should know who Cruise is. If our big circle forces him to let him go, he may tear his face. When the time comes, the loss will be great.”

“Uncle Lin…what do you mean?”

Wen Bijie asked anxiously.

“It doesn’t mean anything. Money can make the ghost grind. If you are in charge, you can give another ten million, and our big circle will come forward to ask someone.”

Lin Dakun made it clear to take advantage of the fire.

Wen Bi was speechless.

It’s another ten million.

In addition to the 15 million that I gave before, I’m afraid it will be enough to use the money to redeem people.

And Lin Dakun only verbal promises from beginning to end, delaying, isn’t this playing her like a monkey?



What’s more, she couldn’t come up with so much money.

“Uncle Lin, do you think this works? You return the money to me, you don’t need to refund it all. These days, I have troubled you. If you give me a refund of 12 million, it will be done. The remaining 3 million will be yours. For labor expenses, I will take the money and go to the cruise ransom person.”

Even though she knew that she might be deceived, Wen Bijie still didn’t dare to turn her face, murmured, hoping to get the previous money back.

How could Old Man Lin agree? He lowered his face and said, “What do you mean, don’t believe me?”

Wen Bijie hurriedly explained: “Uncle Lin, I don’t believe you, I just want to try my luck. If it doesn’t work, I will look for you again.”

“Then the two of us have nothing to say. I won’t help with this. The money…to tell you, it can’t be refunded. No one can ask for the money that has been put into the big circle account.”

Lin Dakun coaxed and finished, drinking tea by himself, and no longer looked at Wen Bijie.

In fact, Wen Bijie gave him 15 million three times in succession, of which 12 million had been deposited in his account, and only three million were given to the top principals.

This old thing frightened Wen Bijie with a big circle, just trying to hack the money.

Fatty Lai was repeatedly blackmailed by gangs in Wen Dehua, and each time he was blackmailed for no less than one “sun”, that is, 100 million Canadian dollars.

Boss Lai, who created the largest smuggling group since the founding of the People’s Republic of China, transferred overseas assets of no less than RMB 10 billion.

Gangsters are really dark enough.

Wen Bijie already knows this deeply and questioned Lin Dakun painfully: “Uncle Lin, we have known each other for several years. Don’t you often say that it is not easy for the descendants of Yan and Huang to take care of each other? Why are you lying to me?”

“Be careful when you speak. I didn’t lie to you. You have to slander me again. Don’t blame me for turning my face and denying people.”

Lin Dakun’s face turned gloomy, as if he had been eating Wen Bijie, and said strongly and domineeringly: “If you want to save your son, you can get another 10 million. If you don’t have any money, I’m sorry. We can’t help but Amei, see off the guests.”

Lin Dakun got up leisurely and walked to the study.

“you……”

Wen Bijie stood up angrily, shivering angrily.

“I don’t want a lot of money to avoid disasters. I didn’t want a lot of money. I used to rely on Fatty and was almost squeezed out. If you continue to be verbose, I promise you will follow Fatty’s footsteps.”

Lin Dakun made a ruthless remark.

Wen Bijie almost fainted with anger, but helplessly, her face was pale, and she staggered out of Lin Dakun’s house and stood on the side of the road, and finally couldn’t help but shed tears.

A woman who is helpless in this foreign country, even if she is bullied, what can she do?

Desperate Wen Bijie returned home, and even thought of dying, but thinking of her son, she wiped her face and forced herself to cheer.

In desperation, she can only call her ex-husband who has already started another marriage. She does not expect the other party to help, but only hopes that the other party will borrow money.

But men are best at turning faces and ruthlessly. What’s more, the other party has already got a son. When she put down her dignity and got on the phone, as soon as she spoke, her ex-husband didn’t even ask what happened, and immediately said coldly that she had no money.

Wen Bijie felt tight in her chest, forbearing the humiliation, and planned to pray, but she hung up the phone there.

Under the continual shock of stimulation and blow, Wen Bijie finally collapsed, and she lay down on the sofa and cried bitterly.

The money was cheated away by Lin Dakun, and her ex-husband couldn’t save her. What should she do?

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