Lin Zhanpeng was thinking about something there when he was suddenly interrupted by this voice. He was very upset.

So he turned and looked at brother Qu.

Brother Qu's eyes are full of the idea of survival, "come on, you let me go, I'll give you a million, really, you have no worries about food and clothing in your life."

Lin Zhanpeng laughed, "how many years ago did you live? A million, sounds like a lot. Now, if you go to a second tier city to buy a house, it's worth a down payment. You tell me that you'll have no worries about food and clothing all your life, when I haven't been to the city and seen the world before. "

"Ten million, ten million!" "As long as you let me go, you can give me tens of millions. Really, let me go. My father is a very important person. Song Qi is dead. My father will never let him go. It doesn't matter if you let me go. I will tell my father to let you go. As for other things, They all have to die. "

For Song Qi, he really hated, so even if some words, but still will reveal some of his heart.

But he underestimated Lin Zhanpeng's loyalty.

"Tens of millions..." Lin Zhanpeng said with a smile, "I don't doubt that you can't bring it out. On the contrary, I think you people are absolutely rich. The money is nothing to you, but why should I help you?"

"My father won't let you go!" Brother Qu's eyes twinkled with fire, which was the fire of revenge. "If you don't cooperate with me, you will be miserable when my father comes, but if you cooperate with me, then my father won't pursue you any more. You should be very clear about the benefits."

Lin Zhanpeng came forward with a smile and suddenly slapped him in the face.

Elder brother Qu was a little confused. He thought he had moved Lin Zhanpeng, but he didn't expect that this guy didn't pay any attention to himself.

It's not like that. I have strong confidence in myself. You should listen to me.

Besides, it's money.

Who doesn't accept money in this world?

No,

You can't find out who doesn't love money. Even if there are people who don't love money, they are only a few people.

He did not think that Lin Zhanpeng was such a person, so he would send such an invitation to him.

But Lin Zhanpeng's response still made him a little unexpected.

He bit his teeth and glared at Lin Zhanpeng. He was really angry to the extreme.

You people can't even get close to me. I'm controlled by you here, so you dare to be arrogant in front of me. But once I get free, you people will die.

"Angry?" Lin Zhanpeng looked at him with a sneer, shook his head and said with disdain, "maybe you think you can do a lot of things with money, right, but I'm sorry to tell you that at least you can't do a lot of things with money, especially in front of me..."

Lin Zhanpeng also stressed, "finally, I advise you to get away from me. If I hear you say that again, I will kill you impolitely, and I won't stop at all."

Brother Qu is holding his breath. Damn, who are these people? They don't get oil and salt, right.

He really didn't dare to talk. If Song Qi really killed himself, what would he do? So he honestly closed his eyes and didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction with Lin Zhanpeng.

Of course, in his mind, Lin Zhanpeng did not know how many times he had died, and was completely abused by him.

Anyway, don't worry. When my father comes, I won't kill you.

Secretary Zhang hurried back to Mr. Qu's home.

At this time, Mr. Qu is sitting with Jiang Zhe. They are sitting together again, just waiting for a good thing.

The two men frowned as Secretary Zhang rushed in.

Mr. Qu, in particular, has always been very demanding of his staff. What he hopes they can do most is not to panic or be surprised when they encounter anything.

This secretary Zhang has been doing well before. What's the matter today? He doesn't listen to himself at all?

He was a little dissatisfied, so he asked in a deep voice, "what's wrong with you?"

"Mr. Qu, Mr. Jiang..." Secretary Zhang wiped the sweat on his head. "I didn't bring back the two young masters. That guy was very tough and didn't let me bring people, and..."

Then he took out a bag.

After seeing the things in the bag, both of them could not sit.

"This is..." Mr. Qu recognized it at a glance, because there was a ring on it, which he could not be more familiar with. It was the ring on his son's hand.

"He... He cut off Qu Shao's finger!" Secretary Zhang couldn't help it any more. After that, he vomited out, "it's terrible, it's arrogant! They said that I am not qualified to negotiate with them. You should go in person. As punishment, you should cut off Qu Shao's finger. I can't stop him! "

"It's too deceiving!" Mr. Qu roared, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

I think Mr. Qu is a well-known person here. He has a very high status. Now he has made his son suffer such a great disaster, which makes him feel very depressed.

What are these things? This guy dares to do it!

He never thought that Song Qi's courage was so great that he was really astonished.

After a while, he took a deep breath.

"Where's my son?" Jiang Zhe was relieved to hear that it was Qu Shao's finger.

It's five fingers. If it's all broken, it's a big blow to his son's future. He doesn't want his son to be treated like this.

"Jiang Shao is OK, but he seems to have been knocked unconscious." Secretary Zhang answered quickly.

Jiang Zhe breathed a sigh of relief. Damn, it's OK. If something happens, I'll talk to someone.

"Will Mr. Jiang come with us?" Mr. Qu's face looked very gloomy and said to Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe nodded and said, "naturally, we are all grasshoppers on the same rope. How can I not go?"

It's true that the two people are already in a joint state. Since one person has gone, the other one must go with him. This is the most normal.

Mr. Qu's face lightened a little. If Jiang Zhe couldn't say it, he would explode.

Jiang Zhe's face is not very good-looking, this time Song Qi also buckled his son there, this intention is not to make himself better.

Who the hell are you, my son?

Of course, in addition, he was worried about what these guys would do to his son.