"In 1997, you liked Mr. Zhou Fan’s manor very much, and then he was smart enough to give it to you, but at the same time, you saw his daughter and knew that the little girl was only eleven years old. This time, Mr. Zhou was not smart enough, and then you took turns insulting his wife in front of him and then forcibly insulting their daughter in front of their husband and wife."
"Mr Fan Li in 1999"
"Mr Newman in 1993"
"Apart from these, some little girls from nowhere are sent to this manor every month, and then they are thrown out with scars or turned into corpses."
Hou Dasheng looked at the shocked old Augustine and whispered, "The Augustine family is worthy of your blood. They have the same dirty hobbies as you. They always have crazy ideas about little girls."
"Oh, little Augustine, the artist in your family, you must have admired him. Is it all right in your opinion? Is it because you are used to it?"
Hou Dacheng was smiling, very ferocious, like a hungry ghost climbing out of hell, and old Augustine was shaking. For the first time, he felt fear from the fear of his soul.
"Poof click" suddenly Hou Dacheng shout together with a foot and then chuai to the old beast hip but heard the old beast mouth sent a squeal than bellow.
"You know why I kept you here? Because I didn’t want you to die so comfortably." Hou Dasheng looked at the old beast and said softly, "You shouldn’t die so comfortably."
Hou Dacheng hold this old thing wrist gently knead but listen to "click" a crunchy old thing wrist suddenly twisted into an S-shaped more piercing scream from his mouth.
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"No, no, you damn it, I’m going to kill you. I’m going to kill you." The young man who was held by the crocodile suddenly rushed at him, but the crocodile "touched" the butt of his gun and hit him directly on the back of the head.
"You’d better be honest when the fool doesn’t tell you to move." The crocodile threw the young man down coldly. "Although I’d like to kill you now, it depends on my employer."
Chapter 13 I didn’t break my promise
"I suddenly had an interesting idea." Hou Dasheng mused after "click" broke the old thing’s right leg and knee, and looked at the old guy who kept screaming. "You want to keep a grandson, too. Well, if you transfer all your money to my designated account, I and I won’t kill your grandson."
Suddenly the old thing’s pupil shrinks. "You keep your word."
"Click" to answer that he is Hou Dasheng’s hand, only to see that Hou Dasheng directly stepped on the other leg of the old guy and whispered in his piercing screams, "Yes, but I don’t like people questioning my professionalism. I said that my people and I won’t kill you after receiving the money. Sun won’t kill you."
At this time, the old guy acted like a Han, but he gritted his teeth and held out his hand. Hou Dacheng naturally took out a satellite talk and looked at the old guy.
The old thing took a hate look at Hou Dacheng and quoted a number. Even at this time, Hou Dacheng remained cautious and refused to give the message to the old thing. At most, he said the number and then Hou Dacheng dialed himself.
"Put the channel" said to his throat, Hou Dasheng, and then he set aside the words. After a while, a female voice picked up the words. Obviously, this is a private housekeeper of a large bank.
"Hello, personal butler of the bank. Can I help you?" Obviously, this is a proprietary personal butler number. Of course, it doesn’t mean that you can get a personal butler by getting the number.
You have to report the account number. Hou Dasheng didn’t report the old Augustine account number, and then reported the password. After a while, the girl listened cheerfully and said, "Mr. Barton, you passed the verification. Can I help you?"
Obviously, this bank is anonymous, which is not surprising. Don’t expect the Augustine family to do anything. How much money does the legitimate industry bring? Some shady things. Money is what they like.
You don’t have to invest too much, but the benefits are leverage. With the support of their family politics and contacts, there is no problem in doing this kind of business. Of course, they are not the only ones doing this kind of business.
"How much money is in my account?" Hou Dasheng then asked a question, and soon gave him a satisfactory answer. Hou Dasheng nodded and then quoted a bank and an account number for the other party to transfer all the funds to this account.
Soon, the opposite side said that Hou Dasheng had finished hanging up, and then the satellite phone dialed another number, and then reported the account password to confirm that the money had arrived, and then smiled and hung up.
"Don’t worry, we are honest people. I promised that my people and I wouldn’t kill your grandson, so we wouldn’t do that." Hou Dacheng smiled at old Augustine.
Old Augustus may already know what he will face, but he slowly closed his eyes. "I hope you can keep your word, otherwise I can’t do anything."
Hou Dacheng nodded, then went to the old Augustine’s side and suddenly took several shots on his chest, only to see that the old Augustine’s pupil suddenly enlarged and then the look in his eyes slowly disappeared.
Touching his carotid artery confirmed that old Augustine was dead, and Hou Dasheng said softly, "After all, you are an animal when you are old, but at least leave you a corpse."
Crocodile glanced at it and seemed very uneasy. He walked over and felt a pulse, and then he felt around the heart position to make sure that old Augustine must be dead. Only then did his eyes look complicated and looked at Hou Dacheng.
"Why didn’t I find you know how to do this before cooking? Oh, my God, does this mean Chinese summer kung fu?" Obviously, the crocodile was very interested in this, while Hou Dasheng said with a smile, "Sort of, but I learned some local styles, and it’s not much better than the one who taught me."
侯大盛这却不是自谦每次他跟大伯练习总得被大伯揍漫天飞舞鼻青脸肿不管他是逃、是打还是躲总是都会被逮住揍成猪头
“希望你们能够信守承诺”小奥古斯丁此时脸色苍白看着侯大盛道“要我活来我会另外付给你们一笔钱”
侯大盛这个时候望向了唯一活来小奥古斯丁那眼神就像是看着奥林匹克运动会冠军似“那你打算给我们多少钱买你命”
“一百万美元再多我也没有了”小奥古斯丁一咬牙道“我还有一些名表和首饰大约还能够值一点钱”
侯大盛噗哧一笑拿出了卫星话拨打了一个号码“先生已经达成了不过我现在有一份礼物不知道您要不要亲自来收取当然亲自收取话您是得付钱”
“什么礼物”话那头来了一个有些疲惫音侯大盛随即轻道“小奥古斯丁我们已经控制住他了回我记得您到他时候十分愤怒所我觉得您或许会考虑两百万美金换一个亲手干掉他机会”
“法克我太愿意了那该死杂种在哪里我知道你们在哪里了法克我现在就过去把他给我留着给我弄一把枪我必须亲手干掉他我给你们两百万不两百五十万我要亲手干掉他伙计你这份礼物太好了哈哈哈”
侯大盛挂掉了话笑着对浑身颤抖小奥古斯丁摊手道“看你肯出一百万但有人愿意出两百五十万亲手干掉你你觉得我应该怎么选择”
"No" Little Augustine was about to pounce on Hou Dacheng when his eyes were red. Unfortunately, before he moved, he was directly stepped on his knees by a crocodile.
But when I saw his roots, I suddenly knelt on my knees and raised my head in pain. The almost hoarse voice said, "You promised my grandfather not to kill me, and you also took our money. You can’t ignore your credibility."
"I’m very trustworthy. I said that my people and I won’t kill you, but I didn’t promise to protect you." Hou Dasheng spread his hand and looked at Augustine lightly. "Friend, you are my prisoner now. If I don’t kill you, it’s always possible to sell you. Think about those little girls who were skinned alive by you. They will also pray for you, but have you let him go?"
Little Augustine froze, and many pictures flashed through his mind. There were many little girls who had been created by him and prayed for him. However, in little Augustine’s view, these girls were stupid.
Don’t they know what a great honor it is to be dedicated to art? Many of those girls cursed themselves before they died. That vicious curse was once feared by little Augustine.
But then he found that these curses seemed to have nothing to do with himself, and he still lived peacefully and warmly in the future, so these curses were regarded by him as jokes about controlling his own destiny.
It is the weak who give themselves the last psychological comfort after encountering the strong, which seems to be the case.
When little Augustine was enjoying the curses and screams of those girls, he never seemed to worry that he would face the same situation as them one day, which seemed too far away from Augustine’s family.
However, this day has come so quickly.