Soon after, a black car came along the road beside the fountain pool and stopped beside fan Zhe's car.

For a moment, fan zhe was staring at the door of the black car.

He's going to see Josh.

No matter how much he quarrels with Josh on the phone, he can only feel at ease when the woman stands in front of him intact.

The door opened and a foot in black leather shoes stepped on the ground.

Fan Zhe is a little disappointed. It's a man's feet and shoes.

And from the material of the trouser legs, it's just the most common trousers. It's definitely not the man who negotiated with him on the phone.

That's right.

Down comes the big guy.

The big man's expression is very unnatural, as if he is pretending to be calm.

When he saw fan Zhe's invincible aura, the big man's calm suddenly disappeared, "are you fan Dashao?"

"A runner is not qualified to talk to me yet." He doesn't even look at big guys.

The big man's face is ugly.

Fan Zhe's eyes were on the car. "The money is in the van. Don't you want to come down and have a look at your money? I was like a man when I talked about judgment. How shy are you now? "

This is obviously to the big man's master.

There's no response in the car.

The windows are all SLRs, so you can't see what's going on inside.

"Fan Dashao." "You said that I didn't cooperate with you, but my master thought that you didn't cooperate with him."

Fan zhe stood tall and straight, his whole body emitting evil spirit.

"You want to go back to Josh. Why do you want to see my master? Isn't that why you're here to trade, Josh? " The big man reached into the back seat of the car and brought out a woman.

When the big guy did something, he thought he could see Josh.

But the woman that the big man took out made his eyebrows twist.

The woman was covered from head to foot by a big black pocket and tied with a rope. She couldn't see her face at all, so she could barely tell from her figure that she was a woman.

"I want Josh. Do you think you can mix fish with pearls?" Fan zhe disdains.

"I didn't see your money, either?" The big man's eyes were on the van.

The back of the van was covered with a thick black blanket, which seemed to be full of things.

It can be said that it's full of money. Of course, it can also be rubbish. You have to lift the blanket to see it.

On hearing this, fan zhe went to his car and did not lift the blanket. Instead, he took out a sharp dagger and made a cut in the blanket.

Stack after stack of small denomination banknotes came out.

Another stack of notes fell on the floor, the notes tied to the notes scattered, and the notes spilled all over the floor.

When the wind blows, the paper money is blown to the foot of the big man.

The feeling of money is very real.

"One hundred million, all here. If you are interested, you can count them one by one." Fan Zhe's eyes fell on the woman the big man was carrying. "I let you see the real thing. You have to let me see the real person as well."

"I'm not as good at Kung Fu as you are. If I cut a knife in this pocket, in case I hurt your little lover, who's to blame?" The big guy laughs unnaturally.

With that, he said hello to the car, and an accomplice came down from the co driver's seat.

The accomplice walked towards fan Zhe's pickup truck. It seemed that he wanted to drive the car away, which was tantamount to taking the money away.

"So you want money?" Fan zhe stood in front of the van.

The accomplice was afraid to step forward.

"Fan Dashao, we have made a detailed investigation on your woman. Josh has hypoglycemia. From last night till now, she hasn't even drunk a mouthful of water, not to mention eating. If you delay, you won't be afraid that your little lover is ill. It's not me who is distressed." Big guy seems to have a plan.

Sure enough.

As soon as fan zhe heard that Josh hadn't entered the water, his mind came up with the pale and miserable look on her face.

Without saying a word, fan zhe waved to the big fellow, who dared to go over, got into the cab of the van and drove away.

"Give me Josh." Fan zhe didn't even look at the pickup truck, staring at Josh.

Money, he doesn't care, as long as people are OK.

"Don't worry, Mr. Fan. We have credit. If we take your money, we will release it." The big man grinned cunningly, "now if I give someone to you, I have no handle in my hand. You can't settle accounts with me? I'm going to leave myself a way out. "

"I, fan Zhe, have always said that if I can't hurt you, I can't hurt you." "The premise is that Josh is OK," he said

"If you take a hundred heart, Miss Joe will not be hurt." The big guy estimated that now his accomplice had driven the van out of the park. Even if he sent his men to follow him, the road outside was wide and the traffic was frequent. His accomplice had been trained, and he was sure to get rid of the tracking.Now the only thing he has to solve is to let himself go.

The big guy also took out a dagger and put it behind Josh, while he got into the back seat of the car.

Fan zhe looked at him like a clown. He didn't mean to come and catch him at all.

Grasping big head will hurt Josh. As long as Josh is safe, he doesn't care about the fate of big head.

The big man pushed the bag forward, slammed the door, and the car left at a high speed.

Before the bag fell to the ground, he ran over and hugged it.

"Stupid woman." Versace untied the rope and pulled down the bag.

The next second, a flash of cold light.

It's not Josh, it's a dagger coming at him.

Fan Zhe's eyes flashed a light that was colder than the sword light. He caught each other's wrist, a backhand, and the dagger stood on the artery of the other's neck.

Then he saw the man clearly.

It's not Josh at all.

It's a foreign beauty with brown hair.

"Where's Josh?" Fan zhe asked in a calm voice.

The beauty had no expression, and the corner of her mouth suddenly shed black blood.

Then, the beauty fell to the ground with her head up.

"The dead man, once captured, immediately takes poison to commit suicide." Fan zhe said coldly.

We agreed to exchange one hundred million for Josh, but the other party didn't bring him and arranged such an assassination.

At this time, his cell phone rings.

Answer.

"Master, the black car was stopped by us at the gate of the park. According to your opinion, we didn't stop the cash truck." Fan Zhe's men report.

Although fan zhe came here alone, he had already made arrangements at the gate of the park. The reason why he let go of the cash truck was to let the big man let go of Josh. Otherwise, if the money didn't go, the big man's mission would not be completed and he would never let go of Josh.

"Is there Josh in the car?" Fan zhe doesn't care about the big guy. He just wants to know what happened to Josh.

"No, it's just the driver and the big guy in the car." Report to your staff.

"All back to the villa." The order of Versace.

Hang up the phone, fan zhe like a leopard squint.

This damned man really wants to get the white wolf from him?

He was not a vegetarian.

Back at the villa, fan zhe sat on the sofa in the living room.

The servant brought the coffee.

Big guy and the driver were all tied up in front of fan Zhe.

"Master, they have taken out the poison of suicide hidden in their teeth, and found this on this big man." I put an earphone in my hand.

Fan zhe glances at it. It's a new type of walkie talkie.

"That man is controlling you?" Fan zhe suddenly realized.

It's no wonder that the big man always has a counsellor's expression, but what he said doesn't match his expression. Now, after a careful review, the tone should come from that man.

The driver looked as if he was dead, but the big man was scared.

"Spare my life, Mr. Fan. I just work for people. I have a 80 year old mother and a few months old child. I just earn some money to support my family." Big guys start selling poor guys.

"Where's Josh?" Fan zhecai didn't want to listen to this and asked directly.

"If I do, promise to let me go." Big guy seems to see a glimmer of hope.

"Then you don't have to go." What Fan zhe hates most is being threatened and getting up and going upstairs.

The big man was so scared that he quickly said, "don't go, fan Dashao. I'll tell you what."

He took two more steps to stop.

And in these two steps, big guy really pissed his pants.

Fan zhe didn't turn back. He just went to the stairway and reached for the lion's head on the railing. It seemed that he didn't stop for the big man, but for the woodcarving.

Big guys don't care so much, as long as fan zhe can hear him.

"Miss Joe has escaped."

"Oh?" Fan zhe didn't seem to believe it. "That man is so clear about everything that he can't even see a woman in his hands?"

Did Josh run away, or something else?

"It's true." In order to convince fan Zhe, big guy kidnapped Josh in Victoria Park in the middle of last night until he disappeared. Everything was said.

Fan zhe suddenly turned around, and there was a hell like cold light in his ink dyed eyes. "What about the person who played Josh?"

Dares to move the mind to his woman, he wants to cut that voluptuous wretched man to pieces.

"He also said that if he didn't want to play with Miss Qiao, Miss Qiao would not have seized the opportunity to escape, so the host had already dealt with him." The big man felt sorry for his companion.Fan zhe understood the meaning of treatment, but he was not reconciled, "where's the body?"

"It should be left in the factory. Why do you ask?" Big guy doesn't understand.

Shouldn't we talk to Josh now?

"If you try to do something wrong with my woman, even if you die, you will be frustrated." Versace immediately ordered his men to go to the factory.

Big guy's sweating from head to toe.

Fortunately, he didn't have any bad motives for Josh, otherwise he would have been cramped by pickpocketing now.

"Did your master see Josh run away, or did he let you come to the appointment, and what about the others?" Fan zhe then asked about the man.

"I don't know that." Said the big man.

"Well?" Fan zhe a nasal monosyllabic, obviously unhappy, the next is the fury of thunder.

"What I said is true. The master left the factory after he got on the bus. What do you big people do? How can you tell us such small roles? It's time. I don't need to lie to you." For fear that fan zhe would not believe it, the big man knelt down to fan Zhe.

Fan Zhe's eyes swept over the big man. "Who's your master?"