Wife wants to remarry: The poisonous young man's enchanting strategy

Watching the knife fall, the Shang Dynasty opened its eyes in horror.

"Dong Dong Dong -" at this tense moment, the knock on the door suddenly sounded, which was particularly abrupt in the quiet basement.

"Young Lord, that woman came to ask for someone with money!"

"Bring her in!"

"Yes!"

The bright moon walked into the dark room and gradually lowered her breath. Her clear eyes carefully looked at several men in black standing aside. She was afraid in vain. Her eyes fell on the person on the chair. After looking carefully for a long time, she recognized who it was and immediately exclaimed:

"Chao! Is that you? Why is there so much blood on your body?" her breathing was a little unstable, her chest fluctuated, and her reddish cheeks were stained with a red glow from anger. "You bastards! I'll call the police!"

The bright moon glared at the people around her and forgot where she was.

Looking at their cold eyes, she felt like a clown to be laughed at, so powerless.

Across the glass, the night Mark looked at the petite figure, and the corners of his lips slowly aroused a cold smile. It seems that something that has been lured for a long time has taken the bait. Drop your beautiful eyes, gently rub the ring on your finger, and carelessly open your mouth:

"Take her out!"

Command, the man in black dare not neglect, immediately put on Mingyue's arm and mercilessly take her out of the secret room.

"Let me go. What are you doing? I've brought the money. Let the Shang Dynasty go quickly!"

"You... Don't hurt her!" the Shang Dynasty shouted with a stiff face.

But his call didn't work, just like the autumn wind quietly disappeared in the air.

After the moon was forcibly taken away, the Shang Dynasty barely recovered its mind, and the gloomy voice came again.

"Do you care about her so much?"

The Shang Dynasty suddenly raised its head, shivered at the cold sight, and replied, "yes."

"Let's make a deal, shall we?" the expression of the night mark didn't fluctuate. The voice was still as ghostly as before. The thin lips pursed into a line, revealing an elusive and unfathomable power

"What, what deal?"

"Tell me how much you love that woman?"

The cold gradually □□, and the irresistible voice almost made the Shang Dynasty speechless. He swallowed the blood in his throat, "it's none of your business. What do you want?"

"Doesn't your company owe usury 30 million? Plus everything you want, I just want that woman."