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Chapter 0535-0536 Who can afford this in the metropolis?(1/2)

This year's latest Ford Tau breasts are plunging on a boulevard in Los Angeles. John Wick drives, Meng Xiaojun sits weakly in the passenger seat, holding Vera Tucker in his fifties on his shoulder and sitting in the back carriage with a smile, "Mr. Vera, don't worry, as long as you are willing to pay, I will let you go."

Villa Tucker was quite broken, shouting like a ravaged lamb, "I will cooperate, I will cooperate, please do not hurt me."

As a relatively successful banker, insurance tycoon, and crocodile in the financial industry, Vera Tucker has a wealth influence far less than Aaron Fox, but he is also a rich man with a market value of US$200 billion.

The market value of 200 billion yuan is equivalent to 40% of the wealth of Li Zhangmen from Hong Kong Island.

He was a rich man, and he was kidnapped when he came out to have a meal with the scientists he invested in? Several bodyguards were so useless... and they were all beaten without a single shot.

This is so funny.

The porcelain does not touch the clay pot. The robber wants money and he will give it to the best of his ability. The most important thing is safety.

Meng Xiaojun, the co-pilot, said weakly, "Mr. Kidnapper, I have no money, I am a pauper..."

Meng Xiaojun's absurdity was even stronger than the tycoon of Vera. The rich man was kidnapped and asked for money by the kidnappers. This is normal. What about him? A top student from Peking University easily obtained a visa to Amei's house after graduation.

I thought I had finally arrived at the world of seed oil, dish boiling, and a wealthy and prosperous dream world. After coming, I realized that this was a lot of pitfalls everywhere. A top student like him was lucky to be able to work in a university laboratory to wash test tubes and feed mice.

Although he is a miscellaneous job, his technical content is not much better than Amei's middle school waiters and his salary is not much, but he is working in a prestigious school after all, and he is very decent when talking.

I was not lucky, and I basically lived in a dilapidated hotel and basement, and worked as a restaurant waiter... I was a waiter who brushed plates and dishes, occasionally went to serve customers, and received tips, which was really second-hand!

One-hand tips will be snatched away by other white and black waiters from Amei’s family.

If you are disobedient, you will be beaten. It is useless to call the police. If the police come, they will only discriminate against you and mess with you.

Meng Xiaojun felt that he was lucky and became a handyman in the Oliver Biomedical Laboratory of Columbia University... But the kidnapping of two people from the trumpet is his fault?!

He immigrated with his wife Liangqin. The salary of the two of them working hard almost didn't care about food and clothing. What do you tie me up for the bottom of this society?

The trumpet, who had the mask of Sun Wukong, said a word of Mandarin to him? Of course Meng Xiaojun understood it. Now he still speaks English. If he speaks Mandarin, what if the tycoon Villa Tucker mistakenly thinks he is a kidnapper's accomplice?

If you die, you won’t know how to die.

After Meng Xiaojun's words, Laba looked calm, "Don't worry, I didn't expect to squeeze money from you. I tied you up for other purposes, you will know then."

While the few people were communicating, a sirens suddenly sounded in the tide of cars in front of the street and behind. Vera Tucker's expression remained unchanged, but he was ecstatic.

Meng Xiaojun was so surprised.

The trumpet calmly opened a long box from the rear car pedal and took out a sniper rifle from the box.

"Although it's not Barrett, there's no way to be as powerful as Haonan. It's enough to have this thing."

Don't forget that when the Poker was first tied up with John Wick to the entertainment tycoon Cot Segal, the firepower he brought was not enough and not much. Poker let John and his old friend Marcus take charge, and went out to grab equipment.

I went straight to the nearest missed hall and snatched a wave of weapons and came out.

In the laughter, the horn quickly leaned out of the rear window, grabbed the sniper and aimed casually, and hit the tire of a running BMW more than 200 meters ahead. After the BMW exploded, it made a sharp turn and hit the police car passing by him.

The two cars led more cars, and the scene was magnificently staged rolling, slack and serial crashes.

The horn turned back again, and shot a few more shots. One shot killed a police car driver, causing the police car to overturn. The other shots were randomly shot and jumped up a large outdoor sign hanging on a roadside building. The sign fell and another police car was smashed to deform.

Vera Tucker and Meng Xiaojun dared not stare at this process. They just made sure that the speaker poked out of the car window and fired a few random shots. The siren stopped abruptly and disappeared.

……………………

After a period of time, in a luxurious suite in a five-star hotel in downtown Luocheng.

Laba and John Wick opened two large suitcases respectively, and Vera Tucker and Meng Xiaojun both rolled out of the suitcases weakly.

Not far away, Marcus also walked over with coffee, "Rothpick, why do I think it's weird? We tied up meat tickets and stayed in a regular five-star hotel, with commercial blocks nearby..."

Killers like him and John often stay in InterContinental Hotels, which are often open in downtowns, but they are not open to the public and only entertain group killers.

Intercontinental hotels are dirty, and every metropolitan hotel manager is the country's hotel directors' confidant. Hotel directors often take both black and white, and all kinds of troubles are all arranged.

The official departments will not check the hotel, otherwise after checking, they will be wanted by all kinds of murderers around the world...

This guy, after tied up Villa Tucker, ran to the serious hotel to check in?

Under his words, the trumpet waved his hand handsomely, "You don't understand, because this is a regular hotel, most of the guests staying in are rich people, which is safer. All our roommates are hostages, and we guarantee that the Amei family will not bring artillery bombing at will."

Marcus, “…”

He was speechless.

Artillery bombarding Nimei, who can afford to play this in the metropolis?

He was speechless, and the speaker looked at Vera Tucker and smiled, "Mr. Vera, I heard that the investment companies under your company have several regular stores on the surface, but there are also many black stores in private."

"The stock brokers in the black store are specializing in fooling all kinds of ordinary citizens, buying groceries and grandmas to buy your junk stocks, cheating citizens' money, and then changing their names to continue opening."

"And your insurance company is also fooling people to buy various insurances every day, such as disease insurance, and only fooling people to invest money, which makes people lose money. However, when people buy insurance, they don't even have a serious health notification process. When the insured is sick, you can catch the lack of a clear health report at that time and not lose money."

"After signing the insurance policy and paying the money, the salesperson will evaporate directly from the world. Is it all a basic fuck?"

"By these, you earn at least tens of millions of dollars a year, right?"

How do financial investment companies make money? Don’t forget that before the global stock market crash next year, the entire Amei family’s Dow Jones Index has more than doubled, and there is almost a national investment boom.

At this time, opening a black store to fool the citizens who just blindly trade stocks, similar to the routine of Ponzi schemes, let a few customers make some money, and make money on the books in the first wave, attracting them to invest more... Attracting their relatives and neighbors also jump into the trap.

When the time is right, cut the leeks, cut off one bankruptcy, change the name and place to start over, this is a huge profit.

The insurance routine is more sexy and more colorful.

This is all the revelations of entertainment tycoon Cote Siegel. As for why Cote exploded Villa? It was a threat from the speaker. You might as well find me a few people with a lot of money. Don’t play like you for a while and say you have no money.

Otherwise I will kill you.

Cote Siegel pointed out the dark and rich Vera in his own impression.

Cote Siegel is one of the most important customers in the Vera Bank industry. He spends a lot of his money on Vera Bank. He will inevitably be treated there in various ways and contact each other in daily life.

As time goes by, everyone is a capital of evil, so you can know what you are playing.

With the words of the speaker, Meng Xiaojun was stunned. He was just a handyman who fed mice in the professor's laboratory. He really didn't know what kind of moral character the investor in Oliver's laboratory is. He only knew that the other party was very rich and had no money, and you couldn't invest in pharmaceutical research and development.

He was a little disbelief. At the dinner table, and at yesterday's reception dinner, Mr. Vera, who was dressed and elegant, was so shameless in making money?

Vera Tucker was confused and panicked, "Sir, don't get me wrong, I'm not that kind of person, and you?"

Didn’t you kidnap me for money? How much do you want to speak? I think you can bargain if you don’t give me. Can you escape with the minimum price?

What do you mean when you suddenly talk to me about this?

The trumpet looked at Vera deeply and clapped her hands, "Take him out."

Marcus turned and walked into a bedroom in the large suite, pulling Cott Siegel out with a metal chain. Cott was wearing wet clothes, with a pale expression without a trace of blood, and was as haggard as if he had not slept for seven days and seven nights... There were collars and iron chains stuck around his neck.

His hands were also handcuffed and tape was attached to his mouth.

When Cote saw Villa, his expression did not change much.

Vera discovered Cote, and suddenly she was blessed with her heart, her emotions were distorted and violent, and she was as if she wanted to swallow the other person alive.

The trumpet slapped Vera in the face, "I'm here to tie you up this time to make the decision for the people! For those citizens who have been deceived, exploited and exploited by you, seek justice and everything they have gone to."

"Meng Xiaojun, right? You said, this old guy is specializing in cheating and defrauding young citizens. I'm making the decision for the citizens. Is it wrong?"

Meng Xiaojun opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

His expression was extremely strange. Do you call this a decision for the people? Did you use a gun to hurt or kill the other bodyguard, and kidnap the rich man to make decisions?

The trumpet again ordered John Wick, "Pull him in the toilet and enjoy it with a wave of waterboarding. The toilet is soundproof."

When John and Marcus pulled Villa away, Honkow looked at Cote with a smile, "Hey, are you really out of money? I still don't believe it. It's only more than 20 million yuan, I'm sorry for your identity as an entertainment tycoon."

Cote knelt on the ground and whimpered.

When the speaker tear off his tape, Cote also collapsed and explained, "Big Boss, I beg you, and I really hope you can have more common sense. I can take out more than 20 million yuan in cash flow, which is already worthy of my identity as a billionaire and entertainment tycoon."

"You are spending too much money. Even if you need to compensate those who have been deceived and oppressed by me, you will give tens of thousands of dollars per person, hundreds of thousands of dollars, and a lot of them. If you give millions at any time, how can you compensate everyone?"

When millionaires are all very decent names, will you feel uneasy in your conscience when you act like this?

Laba slapped him with a dark face, "I just gave the three young ladies and sisters millions of compensation, which is really too attentive."

Cotter wanted to vomit blood, "You kill me."

Laba said in surprise, "It's OK, kill you and slowly squeeze Vila."

Cote immediately cried, "No, don't, I'm just angry and can't think about it for a moment... I still have value, I also know the names and details of other evil capitals."

Although Cote thinks that with the crazy style of doing things like a trumpet, this is seeking death all the way. In the capital world, you specialize in slaughtering capitalists? That is not seeking death.

It won’t take long for all the power in Luocheng to hit you, and you will definitely be beaten to death.

But... he didn't want to die before the trumpet at all.

His cash flow was squeezed out, and he also had a large amount of industrial assets and invisible assets. Isn’t a house money? His many entertainment companies have made famous names in the industry, isn’t it money?

Who dares to say that the brand of Coca-Cola is not money?

No matter how devastating the water and electricity were, and other tortures were, it was worse than death, and if you had the chance to live and wait until the speaker was beaten to death, he would still have the chance to make a comeback after he was free.

The speaker silently sealed the tape and pulled Cotra into the small bedroom, tied it up, and walked out.

When he stared at Meng Xiaojun and looked at him, classmate Meng was devastated, "Big Boss, what do you want? You are also Chinese, there is no need to cheat me like this."

"I have no money and no name, I have nothing, why are you tied up with me?"
To be continued...
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