Lord of the Heavens Fate

Damico Group Building.

Frank Damico hurried back.

His assistant came out to greet him.

"Where is that person now?"

"In your office."

"my office?"

"Yes."

When Frank Damico rushed to his office, he was lying on his boss chair.

"Boss Frank, how are you!"

Fang Mu greeted with a smile.

"How about my son?"

Frank said coldly.

"Well, here, say hello."

Fang Mu took out a mobile phone.

"Dad, I am covered with bombs, I, I am afraid!"

A trembling voice came from the phone.

Bomb?

Frank Damico's pupil shrank.

"What the **** do you want?"

"I didn't want to do anything! Your son broke my car. He said that if you have money here, you can pay me. Then I will come to you."

Fang Mu shrugged his shoulders.

Frank Damico: (+ _ +)?

My son broke your car?

Then you find me compensation?

Is there any way for you to seek compensation? !

No kidnapping my son, he was still covered with bombs, what is it called extortion?

Frank Damico took a deep breath several times, barely suppressing his anger.

"Chris, did you really break his car?"

"Yes, yes, no, no, no, no! No! I just scratched it with a knife, not ..."

"Ok?"

Fang Mu's nasal sounds increased.

"Broken! Broken! I broke the car!"

Chris Damico wants to cry without tears. He regrets it now. Why did he want to provoke such a person?

It's so cruel!

Tied him up without saying a word, and even covered him with bombs.

"Dad, save me! Save me! The bomb is only thirty-five, no, only thirty-four minutes left to detonate!"

"Time bomb? You!"

Frank's face changed greatly, pointing at Fang Mu, wishing he could be shot in a single shot.

Where did this guy come from?

Don't talk about anything, just started the timer?

What kind of rules does not say at all!

"Boss Frank, things are clear now. Your son broke my car. I want to talk to you about compensation. Should this be reasonable?"

Fang Mu didn't seem to see the anger in Frank's eyes, with a professional smile, giving people a formal look.

"It's reasonable!"

Frank Damico strongly endured the anger in his heart.

"Speak, how much do you want?"

"Twenty million dollars!"

Fang Mu said directly.

"Twenty million dollars? What kind of car are you?"

Frank Damico couldn't help but swear.

"World-renowned supercar! Specialized customized version!"

Fang Mu's face is not heartbroken.

Frank Damico hadn't spoken yet, and Chris Damico couldn't help it first.

"Obviously ordinary business ..."

Business car.

He wanted to say this.

Because of this, he decided to start the car.

People who drive such business cars are generally ordinary working-class people, and the probability of problems is very low.

Do n’t look like he is a middle school student. He has to wear a uniform and a mask to do bad things.

But in fact, he is clever!

"Ok?"

Fang Mu popped out a word with nasal sounds.

Chris Damico immediately shut his mouth obediently.

For a murderer like Fang Mu, he is really scared now.

Frank Damico clenched his fists.

Blackmail!

A black fruit blackmail!

Frank Damico has been rampant in the North District for so many years. When did he suffer such a loss?

Even the current Northern District Overlord, the Heilonggang boss met him politely.

Such a loss can he eat?

"Good! 20 million dollars for you!"

Frank Damico said cruelly.

He stared at Fang Mu, remembering this face in his mind.

He swears.

When his son is rescued, he will crush this face into scum!

Patap!

Fang Mu applauded and got up.

"Frank boss atmosphere, come and come, this is a bank account, you can just pass it on."

He gave the computer to Frank Damico very intimately.

Transfer of 20 million US dollars is naturally not so easy, and needs to be approved and confirmed by the bank.

Ten minutes have passed since finally got it.

"The money has passed, should I let my son go now?"

Frank Damico said with a black face.

Although the ‘timber’ business he makes is very profitable, the 20 million US dollars is not a small amount for him, it can even be said to be bloodletting.

"Boss Frank, don't worry so much."

Fang Mu smiled.

"Although the matter of the car has been resolved, there is also the matter of the bomb. For your son, I bought this bomb for $ 10 million. I do n’t know if you can pay it off?"

Frank Damico almost smashed the computer in front of him.

Ten million dollars to buy a bomb?

You are enough to buy missiles, okay!

"This gentleman, insatiable, usually doesn't end well!"

Frank Damico said chillingly.

His eyes already showed obvious intention to kill.

The two men guarding the sides of the gate put their hands to their waists, revealing the shining pistol.

The threat is revealed.

Fang Mu was unconscious, still smiling.

"Boss Frank, it seems that there are only 13 minutes left. I don't know if this bomb will be on time? But I think ~ www.readwn.com ~ I bought it for ten million dollars.

"Only, only twelve minutes left, Dad! Save me!"

Chris Damico shivered.

He knew that he shouldn't speak at this time, but watching the counter on his chest decrease a little bit, that kind of fear is really not affordable for ordinary people!

He is just a child!

Fang Mu took out a remote control at this time.

There are only two buttons on the remote control, one red and one green.

His finger swam back and forth between these two buttons.

Pause for a while on the red key and pause for a while on the green key.

boom!

Frank Damico hit the table with a punch, and the table was cracked instantly.

Saw his eyes full of anger, his body exploded, like a tiger, looking directly at Fang Mu.

"This is the last time! Also! If my son dies, Frank Damico swears that I will let you go down and bury him personally!"

"Boss Frank, I'm just fighting for what I deserve."

Fang Mu waved his hand carelessly.

If this father-son relationship is placed on ordinary people, it may have some effect.

But on these two big villains in the same line, it really makes people feel no sympathy.

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