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In fact, there was no need for the old man to introduce himself. Fang Fan and Cheng Bolong knew the identity of the old man when they saw the astonished faces of those guys.

But when Fang Fan and Cheng Bolong heard the old man's self-introduction, they were still slightly shocked in their hearts.

It is said that this old guy has never appeared publicly in front of the world, let alone left his base camp to go abroad on his own initiative.

He killed countless people, so there are countless people who want his life.

If anyone knew that the old guy had left his lair, Mesco would be full of people waiting to kill him.

Arecio and Miria both bowed their heads in shame when they saw their father.

Before carrying out the task, they all vowed that they must succeed, but it turned out like this. How could they face their father?

Prati seemed not to know his children, with a friendly and gentle smile on his face, calmly waiting for Fang Qin's answer.

Seeing the old man introduce himself, Fang Qin also smiled slightly: "Mr. Prati, it's a pleasure to meet you, and it's a pleasure to be a business partner with you."

Everyone fainted.

This guy Fang Qin really doesn't know how to live or die, and his skin is thick to the point of cowhide.

It's obviously kidnapping and extortion, and you still have to be a business partner with others, even if you are a kidnapper, can you lose your morals so casually?

Several knights were very angry at Fang Qin's cheeky behavior, and really wanted to rush up and give Fang Qin two big slaps.

But Prati didn't care at all, and still smiled gently: "Mr. Fang Qin, do you believe in God?"

Fang Qin shook his head: "I don't believe it. God looks the same as you. If I want to believe in God, I also believe in a God who looks as handsome as me."

Fang Qin seemed to be as narcissistic as Arecio, but everyone present except Hai Turtle could hear the irony hidden in this sentence, and suddenly he was so angry that he gritted his teeth again.

"Well, God doesn't force people to believe in Him, but when you have time, read the Bible and learn a little about God. It will be good for you." Speaking of God, Prati's face is very devout, very resembling a saint.

If everyone present knew Prati, who would have thought that such a kind and kind old man would have so much blood on his hands?

It is not God who is wrong, but the people who believe in God.

They do evil from Monday to Friday, go to church to pray on weekends, wash away their sins, and then continue to do evil. This is Fang Qin's summary of the characteristics of people like Prati.

Fang Qin was not in the mood to talk about God with this old guy: "I'm sorry, Mr. Prati. You should know what I mean, 200 billion euros, ok?"

Prati was not angry at Fang Qin's rudeness at all, and nodded with a smile: "I will give you 250 billion euros, and the extra 50 billion euros is the ransom of the turtles."

The turtle's eyes filled with tears, woohoo, I finally have a price...

"Two hundred and five?" Fang Qin rolled his eyes, "Mr. Prati, I'll give you a discount, 240 billion. In China, two hundred and five is a curse word."

"Oh." Prati said indifferently, "Okay, no problem. But, I was wondering if you should heal the dark wound on my daughter?"

Fang Qin's heart twitched abruptly. He asked himself that the dark force he exerted on Miria's body could not be seen from the outside, but this old guy could see through it.

"Fang Qin, don't hesitate. Since we are doing business, I will definitely give my business partners enough discounts." Just as Fang Qin was hesitating whether to admit it or not, after Prati and Fang Qin finished speaking, He said to the mobile phone, "Bring people here."

The four Italian men "supported" a white-clothed woman and an Italian man in twos and walked over. Seeing them, Fang Qin's heart twitched again.

He knew that he was forced to a draw by the opponent this time.

The pale woman in white clothes was Bai Yuxuan who sent information to Fang Qin, and now she fell into Prati's hands, if she didn't release the dark energy in Miria's body, Bai Yuxuan would die.

"Dad, why don't you use this woman to exchange hostages with Fang Qin?" Miria couldn't help shouting when she remembered that her father had to endure Fang Qin's huge blackmail.

Arecio snorted contemptuously: "Milia, do you think Fang Qin, the handmaiden, will pay the same price as us? Don't you think it's a drop in price if you exchange her for you?"

After hearing Arecio's words, Fang Qin also understood why Prati did not propose to exchange hostages.

Because in Prati's view, Bai Yuxuan's life is worthless at all, at most she is used to force Fang Qin to relieve Miria's dark energy.

Without any hesitation anymore, Fang Qin slapped Mi Liya on the back.

Snapped!

Miria spat out a mouthful of black blood, but her whole body seemed to be relieved, much more relaxed.

Only then did Milia realize that she was almost dead, and she couldn't help but looked at Fang Qin bitterly, wishing to tear Fang Qin to pieces right away.

"Let go." Prati waved his hand, and the two Italian men let go of Bai Yuxuan.

Bai Yuxuan ran towards Fang Qin at once, and threw herself into Fang Qin's arms.

She was very scared, so she didn't care whether her pounce was appropriate or not, anyway, she felt that only this chest could calm her down and stop being afraid.

When people are afraid, the first reaction is the most instinctive reaction.

"Dead, they are all dead..." Bai Yuxuan said, her soft body trembling unceasingly.

Fang Qin patted Bai Yuxuan on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay, I promise you will never encounter such a thing again."

Seeing that the other party released Bai Yuxuan so easily, Fang Qin naturally couldn't seem stingy: "I don't want 49 billion euros. You think Bai Yuxuan is worthless, but I think she is far more than this price. Sea turtle, you go."

Although Hai Turtle was still very depressed that he was worth the same price as a woman who knew nothing, he still ran away if he could not become a hostage.

"Very good, now the last link is left." The godfather Prati smiled, "Give me a Swiss bank account, I will transfer the money to you, and you let me go."

Fang Qin reported an account number, Prati did what he said, and immediately called and entrusted his account manager at the Swiss Bank to make this huge transfer.

Fang Qin's mobile phone quickly received the message that the money transfer was in place, so he put the Arecio brothers and sisters back.

"Are you not afraid that I will play tricks on the account?" Prati looked at Fang Qin with interest, "You know, even if you receive a text message now, it may not mean that the money has really arrived."

Fang Qin looked directly at Prati, his eyes full of fierce fighting spirit: "You use your actions to prove your strength to me, so you don't bother playing tricks now, do you?"

Prati nodded appreciatively: "Fang Qin, you are very good, even when I was young, I am not as good as you. Well, our business is doing very happily, and I can't help but want to ask you one more question. Do you really not believe in God?"