Under the gaze of bald and others, Hu Beng could only make a hard call again.

"Say it Soon the voice of Tang Yifan came from the microphone.

Hu Bangli roared: "now what are you thinking about? If you think about it well, do as I say. If you don't want to, I'll tear up the ticket right now. When people die and the lights go out, don't regret it. "

"I've already thought about it." Tang Yifan tried his best to restrain his anger and said in a deep voice, "let's meet and discuss a solution to the problem face to face. You and I have no grievances or grudges. You tied up my people just for money. If you want money, I'll give it to you."

"Ha ha ha ha." Hu banglang said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Mr. Tang is also a cheerful person. What you said is not wrong. We all have no grievances in the past and no enmity in recent days. The reason why I tied up your people is that I did it after accepting other people's money."

Tang Yifan did not hesitate to reply: "I can give you double the money, let Tian Xiaoxia go, tell me who is behind your scenes."

"Mr. Tang, you're a real joker." Hu Beng replied, "money is really a good thing, but it's a good word for us to survive. I betrayed my boss. How can I get along in the future?"

Although Hu Beng's words are awe inspiring, Tang Yifan can see a "turning point" in his tone.

At the beginning, this guy was impulsive and overbearing. He blindly asked Tang Yifan to "commit suicide" and didn't give Tang Yifan a chance to speak. Now his greedy nature has been hooked up by Tang Yifan and become out of control.

Tang Yifan's face flashed a sneer, and did not respond to Hu Beng.

But Hu Beng himself continued: "if Mr. Tang is sincere, I can consider letting Tian Xiaoxia go."

"Oh." Tang Yifan asked curiously, "come on, how much do you want?"

Hu Beng brazenly asked: "I just want to know whether the 10 million yuan that Mr. Tang told me before is Chinese currency or US knife?"

When Hu Beng said that, Tang Yifan immediately understood that his heart was dark.

Ten million yuan of Chinese currency, if it turns into a U.S. knife, will be more than six times as much, and nearly seven times as much at the current exchange rate.

In this way, 10 million yuan will become more than 69 million yuan. This boy is really not an ordinary black man.

After setting his mood for a while, Tang Yifan continued: "OK, I'll give you 10 million dollars."

Before Hu Beng hung up, Tang Yifan agreed to his request.

"Ha ha ha." Hu Beng is a dog faced guy. Tang Yifan promised to raise the price, and this guy immediately turned into a smiling face, "in that case, I'll give you an account, you..."

"I want to make sure Xiaoxia is safe before I give you the money." Without waiting for Hu Beng to finish his speech, he was interrupted by Tang Yifan, "I suggest we'd better trade in cash. What do you think?"

"Good, good." Hu Beng replied without hesitation, "cash transaction is good. I just like cash transaction. You can collect $10 million in cash first. After the money is collected, we will trade at the appointed place, and hand in the money and hand out the money."

"Yes." Tang Yifan light way back, "then I immediately raise money, you choose a good position, the location can tell me."

"Don't play games with me, you boy." Hu Beng didn't forget to remind him in time, "if you dare to call the police, I will never tell you more nonsense and tear up the ticket directly."

"Don't worry, I understand the rules." Tang Yifan said solemnly, "I promise not to call the police, and this matter will be handled by me alone. I will never let any irrelevant people know."

"That's about the same." Hu Beng hung up with satisfaction.

After putting away the phone, Tang Yifan reached out and took out the short and tough Tang Dao from his arms.

Pull the knife out of its sheath. Even if there is a terrible cold light bursting out from the blade, the person with bright light can't open his eyes and can't look directly at it.

Tang Yifan took out a clean handkerchief from his arms, wiped it on the blade, and muttered to himself, "the blood stained sword is the real sword. I'm worried that no one will donate blood to me."

Now the expression on Tang Yifan's face is surprisingly calm, but this kind of calm belongs to the calm before the storm.

Hu Beng thinks that he can do whatever he wants if he kidnaps Tian Xiaoxia, but he doesn't know that half of his foot has stepped into the gate of hell.

After simply packing up, Tang Yifan should leave his residence and return home.

Unfortunately, Tang Yifan just left the room and came back from outside in a hurry in the dark.

"Well?" Seeing Tang Yifan carrying his luggage in the dark night, he was slightly stunned at first, and then asked, "what, do you want to leave?"

"Yes." Tang Yifan said, "something urgent has happened in China. I have to go back and deal with it as soon as possible. I'll leave it to you for the time being. I'll come back when I'm free."

"You can't go now." The dark night said eagerly, "general Tiexiong is waiting for you to treat him. If you leave now, general Tiexiong will be furious. At that time, the situation will be very bad."

"But I must go back at once." Tang Yifan took a deep look at the dark night and continued with a stern look: "if there is any other way, I will definitely not choose to go back at this time. You have to believe me."

"What happened?" asked the night

Tang Yifan stretched out his wrist and looked at the time. The latest flight back to China was at 8:30 p.m., but now it's only 5:30 p.m., and the time is still very sufficient. Tang Yifan simply described what happened at home to the dark night.

After Tang Yifan finished, the dark night immediately proposed: "it's better to leave this matter to me. I promise I will catch all these maniacs."

With the strength of the dark night, it's easy to deal with Hu Beng and a group of curfew.

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