Guo Dashan felt like he was walking on a needle felt, breaking out in cold sweat.

Eighteen thousand yuan is not a small amount of money. He certainly can't afford it.

His cover identity is that of a contractor.

A thousand or hundreds of oceans may be enough to make up for it, but it is absolutely impossible to exceed ten thousand.

The question is, the lion on the wrong side opens his mouth and has a gun. He knows very well whether he is the moon himself. Then it’s over.

Instantly lost the desire to live.

He has been completely crushed to death by the wrong party.

"Boss Guo, don't be so nervous!" Zhang Yong pretended to be relaxed.

Lucky hit.

I didn’t expect Guo Dashan to be so easy to blackmail.

As expected, no matter how well-trained a guy is, he will always show his flaws.

"He, he..." Guo Dashan muttered.

"He didn't ask to sell me to the Fuxing Society..." Zhang Yong said slowly.

"Don't, don't, don't!" Guo Dashandong begged for mercy consciously.

Sell ​​it to Fuxing Society. Then it's over.

Falling into the lap of the Fuxing Society would not be as simple as death.

Do spies have no human rights?

Not even protected by the Waiwa Prisoner of War Convention.

Although Yue himself has never recognized that treaty, it has a very bad reputation internationally.

But no, at this moment, Guo Dashan hopes that the Chinese can abide by that treaty.

"Really?" Zhang Yong drawled.

Gu Bafeng cooperated and picked up the Browning leg gun.

Guo Dashan sweated on his forehead.

Ruined.

The wrong side asks for a leg segment.

Could it be, he really didn't.

"Master Liu, he, he, can give me at most five thousand yuan..." Helpless, Guo Dashan had to answer bravely.

"Can I borrow it from a friend?" Zhang Yong smiled, gentle and kind.

"Or..." Zhang Yong changed the subject lightly.

Guo Dashan's eyes suddenly lit up.

There is drama.

There is room for maneuver.

He hurriedly said: "Master Liu, please tell me. What do you want me to ask him for?"

Zhang Yong said angrily: "He just asked for money!"

"He really doesn't... not that much..."

"Well, he asked me, what did I do with the drawings of Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum if I stole them?"

"No, he stole it. No, no..."

"The people from Fuhuai Agency are wrong, right?"

"ah……"

Guo Dashan was inexplicably horrified.

I wish I could die. The wrong party actually knew about the Huai trap.

Even he himself didn't know much about the Huai Agency, which made him feel even worse.

"Who is from Huai Agency?"

"From the Noya family."

"Tell me more about it."

"There are five brothers in their family. They are all in the Huai Agency. The Huai Agency is not run by our Yegu family. There are no outsiders."

"Ye Gu?"

Zhang Yong turned to look at Yang Lichu and then at Gu Bafeng.

Both of them shook their heads, saying that they had never heard of such a surname. But it would not be surprising. The surname Yue Kou is inherently weird.

“Where’s Zhen Zhenghao from Antique Street?”

"Oh, he is from the Notani family. He is the second child. His name is Notani Kijiro."

"What are the others' names?"

"The chief of the Sophora Agency is called Notani Kintaro, the boss. The following are Notani Tozaburo, Notani Mizushiro, Notani Huigoro..."

Guo Dashan decisively betrayed the others.

There is no way, if he doesn't betray him, he will definitely not survive.

He is very lucky at heart. He is not a member of the Fuxing Society, so he is Liu Hoi Tsai.

Since the Chinese agents are not denied, then betrayal is not denied.

Wrong. That doesn’t mean betrayal. That doesn’t mean survival.

"Write an IOU!"

"What?"

"They are destined, eighteen thousand yuan..."

"Master Liu, he said everything. Really. He knows, he said everything."

"That's okay. One name will be reduced by one thousand."

"Well……"

Guo Dashan was speechless.

That bastard.

He wished he could crush the wrong party into ashes.

But just think about it.

The wrong party has a gun in his leg.

More importantly, if the wrong party sells him to Fuxing Society, he will be dead.

If you look east, you can get away quickly.

Go back and find other people. Or report it to Zai and ask someone to kill that guy.

I had no choice but to write the IOU obediently.

Thirteen thousand silver dollars.

I signed my name and had my fingerprints on my legs.

"See you!"

Zhang Yong waved his legs.

Guo Dashan left in a daze.

When I walked out of Meixiang Building, I realized that I was soaked all over. I was not even frightened.

Strange, how could the wrong party be so afraid?

It seems that the one with the wrong side is not so bad!

Why are you afraid of him?

Fear!

Fear!

Find someone to kill him later!

"Let him go?"

"if not?"

Zhang Yong curled his lips.
To be continued...