C17 Ransom

"Thank you." The second brother laughed out loud and walked over to search the body in a carefree manner.

Sure enough, five daggers and two butterfly knives were found on the bodies of the scumbags the customer pointed out.

Those hooligans who had been caught didn't panic at all. Instead, their faces were full of anger. None of them tried to defend themselves; they were all saying that those guests were framing them.

"Brother Fang, you clearly came here today to cause trouble, right?" The Master Wu asked with a smile.

Maybe some of us won't understand what's going on here, so let's go back to ten minutes ago, a minute after Second Brother arrived.

At that time, Master Wu only arrived at the scene a minute after Second Brother went in.

When he squeezed into the crowd and heard the yells, he roughly understood what was going on. Without saying anything further, he ordered the thugs under him to "call" one of the three guests out.

The process went smoothly, and the main credit lay in the daggers at their waists.

As for these three guests, they were exactly the guests that the Zhuang family had mentioned earlier.

After leaving the hospital, it was quite a coincidence that he ran into the dumb and foolish person who had just returned from the hospital.

Master Wu did not have time to explain to them, he simply said that someone had come to cause trouble.

Stupid Brother did not have much of a reaction, but he was mute.

When they saw Master Wu telling them to speak the truth, one of them hesitated, but the mute walked over with the blade in his hand, slashing his face and chopping his lips in half.

After that, everything went smoothly. After the threatening, enticing and even saying "I guarantee your safety", the two guests that were safe and sound followed Master Wu back to the gambling room.

Everyone will know the rest, and there is one more thing that I need to explain, and this is also the thing that I admire the most about Master Wu.

If Master Wu only wanted them to go in to explain but was unable to bring out the evidence, then even if they could explain it clearly, the guests would have to whisper in their hearts whether it was true or not.

Since he could not find evidence that could be produced within a short period of time, he might as well make a fake evidence.

As Master Wu thought about this, he then thought about the characteristics of those hooligans who stood at that position.

Suddenly, Master Wu thought about the bulges on the lackeys' waists that he had accidentally seen before.

That isn't a gun, but judging from the size of the handle, it isn't a machete …

After all, it was a hot day and everyone was wearing cooler clothes.

If they had something big on their waists, or a military knife or something, it could be seen from their pants.

Judging from the shape, it should be a dagger type item.

The Master Wu had an exact answer. After carefully thinking back for a short period of time, he made up his mind and explained it to the two guests. After returning to the gambling booth, he very carefully pointed it out to them.

"In a moment, you will say that those people are pointing daggers at you all..."

"Just say it's too dark and I can't see what it is. It's dagger type things anyway …"

Sometimes, the evidence didn't have to be true. As long as he could suppress them in a short period of time, that would be enough.

Amidst the curses of countless of hooligans, Master Wu was the first to speak.

"You guys didn't say anything after being threatened, causing us to be framed. You have to figure out this matter properly." The Master Wu said, pointing towards the four guests whom second brother asked about, he said: "It seems like cutting off one of your hands is too ruthless, you guys also frequently come to take care of our business, so I feel that … …"

When the guests heard this, they were so excited that they almost cried. Damn, Master Wu is really a good person!

"I might as well chop off one of your fingers. You guys will have a good memory. It's for your own good." The Master Wu said kindly.

Following that, Master Wu pointed at the Old Teeth who was being controlled by the mute, and spoke with a cold tone: "As for Brother Teeth, you are a member of our society after all, so we cannot take your life without regard for our internal feelings. Mute, chop off one of his hands."

With that, the Master Wu thought for a while before adding, "Right hand."

"F * ck!" Old Teeth roared, "What are you guys standing there for?! "Cut that bastard with surname Wu for me!"

"Try moving it?" Master Wu laughed and said, "If you move, your boss's life will be gone."

"They don't dare to kill me! "You all, hurry up …"

Old Teeth suddenly stopped talking, because he saw an acquaintance.

This acquaintance even politely patted the shoulder of the person in front of him as he slowly squeezed through the crowd to stand beside the mute holding him.

"Fuck me! I was just saying that my mood wasn't good today. It seems like someone has come to my house." Bai Baoguo used his hand to cover his nose, smiling as he asked Lao Ya: "Just now, who didn't dare to kill you?"

Old Teeth's expression was ugly. No, that's not right. Not only that, there was also an unconcealable fear.

He was very clear about what kind of person Bai Baoguo was.

As long as his next sentence was incorrect, he was afraid that his life would end here.

"Old Teeth, come, say what you just said again." Bai Baoguo rubbed his nose onto Lao Ya, happily untied the cloth bag in his hands, and pointed the gun muzzle at the back of Lao Ya's head, "I want to see who doesn't dare to touch you here."

Lao Ya's face turned pale as cold sweat poured out of his forehead one after another. He was trembling with fear and didn't dare to say anything.

"You bastards are tired of living." Bai Baoguo scolded as he poked the back of his teeth with the muzzle of his gun. He said with an indescribably bored tone, "It's usually those unnameable trash who cause trouble, I didn't expect that your grandson would come today. The moment he asked about me being busy outside, you became full of guts, right?"

"Baobao … "I …"

"Don't say anything for now, I feel like vomiting whenever I hear your voice." Bai Baoguo grinned: "Usually, it's quite troublesome for me to catch a big brother like you, but I never expected you to deliver goods to my doorstep in such a righteous manner, if I did not accept you, I would feel very sorry for you."

Just then, Bai Baoguo's Motorola suddenly rang.

After hearing the ringtone, Bai Baoguo frowned, then unwillingly picked up the phone, and roared.

"Fuck your grandson!" I'm working! "

A middle-aged man's voice came over the phone.

"Bai Baoguo, release that person."

"I was curious, fox." Bai Baoguo tapped the barrel of the gun on Fang's head lightly, and asked with a playful look: "Who do you think you are? If you tell me to release them, I'll release them? "

The old fox seemed to be trying to suppress his temper, and even his voice was trembling.

"One hundred thousand, release him." From the old cunning fox's tone, it seemed as if he wanted to swallow Bai Baoguo whole. His killing intent was revealed without any concealment.

A hundred thousand was not a small sum in that era. Ordinary workers only earned around two hundred thousand dollars a month. How many of those hundred thousand were piled up on the table was something many people had never seen before?

Of course, for old bloke like the old fox, these numbers were more or less acceptable. It was just that it would be a bit painful to take out all of them all at once.

"Are you trying to get rid of the beggar?" Bai Baoguo laughed and said: "It's just that I don't want your hundred thousand anymore. I'll ask you to listen to the gunshot right now, are you willing?"

"F * ck you, give it a try!"

"Alright, then I'll give it a try. Fang, your boss won't save you." Bai Baoguo cursed as he placed his hand on the trigger.

The surrounding people had all quietened down, including second brother and the rest, all of them were staring at Bai Baoguo's finger that was on the trigger slowly.

"One hundred and fifty thousand, if you still don't agree, then pull the trigger." The old fox made his final bet.

"I'll let him go for a hundred and sixty thousand yuan."

Bai Baoguo's laughter must have been very ear-piercing to him, especially the faint "You're f * cking here to hit me" tone, which brought out the word 'ridicule' even more vividly.

"Alright, I'll send you the money now. Release them now."

"We'll talk about it after the money arrives. I'll give you half an hour." Bai Baoguo scolded: "Don't lie to me, this daddy has three banks on this street, I have to check them."

"Account number."

"Give me the money in my ICBC card. Stay close to me so that I can check it out. The account number is …"

Bai Baoguo knew his bank account number very well. He probably had done this many times before, to start with, extortion and extortion would be an easy task.

After the old fox hung up the phone, he tossed the gun to the scumbag beside him. Then, he walked over and sat down on the table. He looked at the crowded room.

"Master Wu, what are the people causing trouble today?" Bai Baoguo asked.

"There's still a few people from their group who want to make a ruckus." The Master Wu smiled and said: "But I think so. After all, they are our old customers, so letting them go is taking care of them."

Bai Baoguo nodded his head: "Sure, hand over 500 people and f * ck off. In the future, remember to take care of my business as much as you can, okay?"

When second brother heard Bai Baoguo's words, he wanted to laugh, in his heart he thought, "You're scolding people so harshly, and you still think that people will take care of your business in the future?"

Although second brother thought this way, the people who were jeering at him previously felt relieved. They handed over the money to the Master Wu and thanked him gratefully.

In their opinion, not getting kicked by Bai Baoguo today could already be considered as having broadened the eyes of the heavens.

As more and more people paid to leave, the rest of the bystanders were also expelled.

A few minutes later, the only people left on the first floor of the gambling booth were Bai Baoguo and Old Teeth. They had almost forgotten that there were still a few gamblers who had helped Old Teeth to tell lies.

"Little Northeast."

"What's wrong, Baobao?"

Bai Baoguo yawned, and threw the machete beside him in front of second brother, bored.

"Go, chop off one of their fingers. Let them remember better."