Good night,Commander!

The other three looked at Song Jie, who fainted again. They couldn't help but spit: "Damn, the old boy's guts are so damn small!"

Having said that, one of them seems to have no good feeling. He directly kicks his foot on Song Jie's stomach and kicks ya to wake up

Song Jie was severely kicked a foot, sure enough pain wake up.

He was shy of an old face, and wanted to cry without tears. He wanted to reach out and rub his stomach, which was hurt by kicking. But now his hands were tied behind the chair. He could only cry with tears: "Oh Oh Master, I must pay back the money this time. I must pay back Please stop fighting. Don't fight. If I fight again, I will have to account for my old life today. Who do you want money from? "

The man who played the machete just now slapped Song Jie in the face and directly scolded him: "you son of a bitch, you've fallen into this position. You dare to threaten me!"

Song Jie's heart is shaking

He wanted to cry bitterly, but he also knew that he had to clarify it quickly to prevent the matter from deteriorating: "grandfather, this is not a threat to you, it is true! Tomorrow, at the latest, I can take the money and pay you back. Please give me another day. "

One of them couldn't see it any more. He took a spit and put down his cruel words: "I promised the boss that if I couldn't get the money today, I would take off your leg and go back to work. You don't have to talk nonsense with me. Are you going to pay or hand over your legs today?"

Song Jie was scared to tears.

He's seen people asking for debts before, but he's not as fierce as this one!

Boo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo! These people are pig killers. How can they unload their arms and legs!

Ancestor, if he is rich now, can he be a grandson for these hairy children?

Damn it!

"Old man, I'd like to ask you one more thing. Do you pay today, or will you pay tomorrow?"

Song Jie feels that the sky is stepping on

This is not a question that he wants or not to think about, OK!

If he is rich, why does he have to hide from place to place every day and live like a ghost!

"Xiao Si, don't talk nonsense to him. I'll just cut off his leg."

A person said, directly carry to see to walk forward, hold high, across the air to Song Jie's thigh root split down.

At the moment when the machete was about to fall on his thigh root, Song Jie suddenly roared in his voice, "pay, pay, I pay..."

He looked at one centimeter sharp brake machete hanging on his thigh. He was so scared that he couldn't help crying: "I'll pay, I'll pay. Please, this hand must be held!"

If the knife is cut down like this, he will be disabled first class in his life.

Seeing that Song Jie finally made a choice, he finally lost his temper and gave Song Jie a slap in the ear. He yelled: "you're a waste of Lao Tzu's feelings. You've got to make money at the beginning, and you have to make trouble with me --"

damn it, the old boy is not crying without seeing the coffin!

Tough!

"Master, I really don't have money now, but can you give me some time, half an hour, half an hour? I'll call right away and have my money remitted. "

At the moment, Song Jie has no image at all. He only knows that he must leave his own leg today, otherwise in the days to come, life will be worse than death!

If he had thought that these punks were just trying to scare himself, he would have known that these people were not legal and moral, and could do anything in a hurry.

"Hurry up, I'll give you half an hour. If you don't see 15 million, you don't want your legs!"

When Song Jie heard this, he immediately yelled, "isn't it ten million? How did it become 15 million? "

Where did the remaining five million come from?

I didn't expect that Song Jie, an old boy, dared to question his words. He was so angry that he slapped him on the top of his head.

At this time, Song Jie was holding his neck and raising his doubts with a strong voice. How could he have thought that someone would give him such a big slap, and suddenly, he twisted his neck and almost didn't break his small neck

But, or accidentally bite the tongue, burning pain.

So Song Jie didn't dare to ask any more questions. He could only change the topic with a shivering voice. He said, "Sir, can you untie me first and let me make a phone call?"

"If you can't do anything, I'll believe you once."

As he spoke, the man went to the back of the chair and directly waved a machete at Song Jie's wrist.

Song Jie turns his head and looks at the legendary killing pig posture with knife up and down. He is scared to pee his pants directly.

He did not dare to speak or move.

Mom, he just begged the boy to be more leisurely when he started. Don't cut off both his hands!"Shua..."

As soon as the two wrists were close to each other, they felt a sharp pain like a blade. Song Jie immediately screamed, "ah..."

Ignoring Song Jie's scream, the man came forward with a machete and pulled out a weak smile at Song Jie. "This time, the sabre technique has improved. Last time, I remember to chop off one's hands and claws."

Song Jie can't even feel dizzy now.

Today, I'm so fuckin 'excited

His heart beat fast enough to burst. Now he just wants to pay back the money. Not to mention 15 million, even his mother's 100 million, he dare not be vague!

Song jieduo took over the mobile phone they had thrown over, and called Teng Weijun's phone. When he heard the "hello" coming from the other end of the phone, a huge stone finally fell into his heart.

"General manager, I'm in a bit of an emergency. Can you transfer 15 million to my account first?"

It sounds like an absolute bargain!

Teng Weijun, on the other end of the phone, was not happy. He directly refused: "I have to pay 15 million before I see anything. It seems that There is no such reason

Song Jie listened to Teng Weijun so suck, and then looked at the four small hands who had seen the forehand, and then became angry.

He immediately pulled down his face and called directly to the person at the other end of the phone: "we have been friends for so many years. Can you still believe me? If I have the guts to cheat you about this 15 million, you can report this scandal to the board of directors and cut off all my future dividends. "

Song Jieyue said more angry.

In his heart, Teng Weijun was very angry at taking advantage of the fire, but now he can't help him. Even if he is good tempered, he will definitely be forced to jump.

Then, he couldn't help cursing: "Damn, you love to borrow or not. I sold the stock in my hand at a low price, 15 million, I believe many people will want it!"

Song Jie is really hopeless, otherwise it will not be so threatening Teng Weijun.

Teng Weijun on the other end of the phone heard Song Jie call him so much. He knew that he must have encountered something in urgent need of money. Otherwise, he would not be in a dilemma with himself.

In order to appease him and prevent him from wandering around in the middle of nowhere, Teng Weijun quickly promised: "OK, I'll lend you 15 million yuan first. I've already contacted the lawyer. Tomorrow morning, you'll go to the company to transfer shares."

Hearing Teng Weijun's promise, Song Jie instantly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that his two legs were finally saved.

"General manager, I only have half an hour, 15 million. You must transfer it to my account as soon as possible."

"No problem."

"Well, please don't worry. I'll be there on time tomorrow." Song Jie finish saying, was robbed of the phone, directly hung up.

One of them patted Song Jie's old face with a flowing air: "you old boy, you'd better bless that 15 million yuan to be paid smoothly, otherwise, I'll dig your two eyes as bubbles, and it'll be a matter of minutes."

Song Jie was flustered and nodded quickly. He looked like a pug: "yes, it will go well."

although he spoke so, he could still keep on fighting with his heart. He hoped what awesome little boy would do to him.

So, in the waiting, four people squat on the ground and begin to throw the poker, while Song Jie is waiting for the time to pass in a minute.

During this period, he heard the gang of hooligans shouting "Lao Tzu" for 193 times and "grass" for 56 times. When he heard "your grandfather's" for the 20th time, his mobile phone message finally rang.

Hoo hoo, finally, is to keep a leg!

When the four people heard this sound, they immediately threw the cards in their hands, picked up Song Jie's mobile phone and found that it was a message from the bank remittance.

Fifteen million!

Here we go!

One of them raised his wristwatch and looked at it. As a result, he slapped Song Jie on the head in an instant. For the 11th time, "fuck your grandfather," he said angrily, "fuck your grandfather, old boy, you exceeded two minutes!"

Song Jie roared in his heart: "you grandson, if you want to be my grandfather, please go to huangquan road first!"

However, although he was so angry and scolded in his heart, he immediately put on a smile on his face. Looking at the four young people, he was flattered: "master, 15 million is not a small number, and there are many programs in the bank..."

It's OK for Song Jie not to speak, that is to say, a few slaps in vain. If he is more broad-minded, think about it, his head hurts, and his paws hurt too. It will be OK, but

However, Song Jie is so stubborn that he has to explain for a long time

Each other was young, angry and angry. When Song Jiang even dared to explain, he was immediately upset. He swung his hand, slapped him on the head again, and roared: "you are an idiot. I haven't used bank remittance. Once you go online, you can transfer money every minute!"Song Jie wants to ask: "you ya think it's a few hundred yuan!"

This is not tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, but your grandfather's 15 million!

But he didn't dare to say, these inhuman little bastards are really cruel. If his head goes on like this, he must open the ladle!

"Sir, it's my fault. Well, when I take the money tomorrow, I'll ask some young masters to have a good meal, and I'll make amends for them."

Song Jie said good words to the four people with a shy face. He scolded himself in his heart. Where is this debt? It's robbery!

Red fruit robbery!

"Well, young man, we'll make an appointment at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

Song Jie thought, this point is this little, anyway, he took the money, just to burn these hooligans, so that they can go underground quickly!

These thief grandsons!

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