Island Tycoon

Chapter 572 Blackmailing 20 Million

Zhang Ziqiang's private villa.

"Is the car ready?" Zhang Ziqiang sat down on the sofa with a firm determination, and had a pre-action meeting with his subordinates.

"It's done, the car is completely covered with leaves, the oil and water are installed, and it can be moved at any time." This subordinate has a nickname, and it can be said that he lives up to his name, which makes people feel very arrogant at first glance.

"Where's the guy?" Zhang Ziqiang asked the other person.

"Everything has been checked, and there is no problem." This subordinate is called Jixiong, also known as Jichong.Earlier, he helped Ye Jingcheng find out the "Oriental Daily"'s bad luck, and even set the other party's magazine on fire.

"Xiong, let's take a look." Including this Xiong and another driver, a total of five people participated in this operation.Everyone has a clear division of labor, neither more nor less.

Ah Xiong stood up, operated a projector, and while showing the photos he had received recently, he explained: "He leaves home by the driver at eight o'clock every morning. Turn left to Fuk Kwan Road intersection, then turn right to the Tai Hang Road flyover, go to Causeway Bay and take the flyover to Wanchai North, turn left on Harbor Road and stop at Harbor Plaza.”

"If there is no accident, you should arrive at the office at 8:35." In the end, the picture was locked on a young man.

"Okay, then let's have breakfast with him tomorrow morning." Zhang Ziqiang clapped his palms and stared at the target of the projection screen.

……

The next day.

A few people came to the scene early to check the spot, and five people drove three cars, one of which was a motorcycle and two motor vehicles, which were parked in three places respectively, so that they could be connected end to end, which showed that Zhang Ziqiang's layout was cautious.

"Jixiong, what's the situation over there?" Zhang Ziqiang asked through the walkie-talkie.

The walkie-talkie was already on sale in 1970, and the top-notch equipment in Zhang Ziqiang’s hands is worth more than 5000 US dollars. It is far from being able to compare with the walkie-talkies used by general shopping mall security. Its reception range is larger and clearer.

"OK, it's just that there are no women watching." Ji Xiong said idly.

"Brother Qiang, it's already eight o'clock, he should go out." A Xiong, who was in the same car with Zhang Ziqiang, reminded him after checking the time.

"Don't be nervous, there is still plenty of time." Zhang Ziqiang said calmly.

"Brother Qiang, there are policemen!" Axiong said nervously when a police motorcycle came into view.

"It's just a traffic policeman, haven't you seen it?" Zhang Ziqiang's target was locked on the traffic policeman.
Not long after, Ji Xiong's voice came from the intercom, saying, "'Brother Gan' has come out, can you accept it?"

"Brother Qiang, that traffic policeman hasn't left yet." A Xiong pulled out the pistol from his waist and said, "Let me kill him."

"We're just asking for money, not buying people's lives." Zhang Ziqiang stopped the other party, also because he didn't want to cause trouble.

Then he took out his phone and dialed three 9s, and reported: "Hello, 999? This is the Deep Water Bay Golf Club. There is a grandma who was hit by a car. Send someone here immediately."

This move quickly led the traffic police away.

"The car is here!" In due time, the target vehicle appeared.

"Action!" Zhang Ziqiang threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and then pulled out the pistol at his waist.

Another car prepared in the back had already been hoisted behind the target vehicle, and the car Zhang Ziqiang was riding in was directly in the middle of the road, and one after the other, he forcibly stopped the target vehicle.

"Get out of the car, get out of the car!" Several boys rushed up and knocked on the car window.

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot!" Although the car wasn't spoiled since childhood, he was born into a wealthy family. He had never seen a situation where several guns were pointed at him, and he immediately expressed his inner panic.

Even the driver and bodyguards abandoned the car and fled, so he could only obediently get out of the car and surrender.After getting out of the car, he was pushed into one of the cars immediately, and was taken to an unknown place in fear.

The whole process does not exceed 30 seconds, even if passers-by see this scene.Either I chose to pretend that I didn't see it, or because I didn't know the situation clearly, I couldn't even call the police to tell the reason.

……

"Mr. Li Jiacheng? I heard that you have made a lot of money recently." After dealing with the kidnapped person, Zhang Ziqiang called the other person's family.

"Who are you!? What's your purpose?" On the other end of the phone, Li Jiacheng called Zhang Ziqiang suddenly, obviously on extreme alert.

"Your son is in my hands. If you want him to be safe and sound, you should know what the conditions are." Zhang Ziqiang stopped playing tricks, and the next step was to talk about the ransom.

"Don't act recklessly! Do you know about the kidnapping on Hong Kong Island..." Before Li Jiacheng finished speaking, there was a beeping sound from the other end of the phone after hanging up.

"How, have you considered it?" Until an hour later, Zhang Ziqiang called again.

"what on earth do you want!?"

The one hour Zhang Ziqiang gave him to calm down was undoubtedly to see if he would call the police. This was a wise man's approach, so he didn't plan to tangle with the other party.In addition, there are too many scruples in some matters, and it is not suitable for the police to handle them.

"I want 20 billion." Zhang Ziqiang said loudly.

"How can I have so much money!!!" Li Jiacheng became uneasy in an instant. He believed that he would earn countless 20 billion in the future, but at present, he simply cannot afford such a large amount of funds.

Let alone 20 billion, even [-] billion is very difficult. If it is [-] or [-] million, it is still possible.

"No? But I heard that you already have a net worth of tens of billions, so you can barely get it together?" Zhang Ziqiang teased and said, "Why don't you listen to the voice of your good son first?"

After speaking, Zhang Ziqiang walked up to Li Ju in a few steps, and stretched out the phone to signal him to speak.

"Abba, save me, Aba!" At this moment, Li Ju had no cover up and was imprisoned in an iron cage.

"20 billion is impossible. It's not whether I'm willing to give it, but because I can't afford the money at all. Even if you want my life, it's useless."

Li Jiacheng said with a firm attitude: "The cash I can mobilize is at most 10 billion. As long as you are willing to let my son go, I can immediately chip in the money for you."

"It's good to talk to a smart person. You don't need to say a few words to understand what I mean." Zhang Ziqiang applauded and continued: "Prepare the money first, and I will get it at any time. As for your son..."

"I'll treat him well, and make sure he eats abalone and ginseng wing belly every day." Glancing at Li Ju, Zhang Ziqiang made a promise.

"Ji Xiong, bring that box of abalone here." Zhang Ziqiang snapped his fingers and said, "The prince eats pickles and porridge with his father every day. It's a rare opportunity to nourish him."

(End of this chapter)