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"The money's ready, trading place, you say." The phone was connected, the subordinate turned on the hands-free, the man sitting in the back seat calmly said. The person on the other end of the phone was so scared that he finally pretended to be full of momentum, "wait for me to call." With these two words, the tracking master quickly located the location of the phone code number, and made a gesture of OK to Mo yanjue. Mo yanjue's eyes motioned the driver to drive, and drove at full speed according to the orientation tracked. ······In the dark and humid room, Muqiqi was pulled out by people. "Let go of me. What are you going to do?" Muqiqi's frightened cry is full of worry for the little star left in the room. What are they going to do? Do you want to hit her or star? "Shut up!" The man who was pulling her gave her a hard twist on her arm. "What do you want? What do you want?" Muqiqi was completely flustered and was full of fear for the things to be faced. "You let her go, and I'll ask my dad to send you money right away." The little guy ran up to them and blocked their way. "Get out of my way." Pull of the Muqiqi men vicious wait for a small star. The little guy was not afraid at all. He was still manly and angry. He raised his head and held them back. "Little boy, you'd better get away from me and don't let me beat you." Men scare little guys. "Don't talk nonsense. Let your boss come to see me." The little guy clenched his fists tightly and had the momentum to fight with a man. Mu Qiqi looked very scared. They couldn't do anything. If they were really angered, they might die. "Little star, don't say... Don't say..." Mu Qiqi's pale face winked at him. The little guy handed her a reassuring look. "Let your boss come to see me quickly, or you will regret it." The little star's voice dropped, and their boss's deep and fierce voice came from his back: "little, what tricks do you want to play?" The little guy turned around and tried to look up at the man who was much higher than him, and then bullied him: "find a computer, and I can transfer the money your sister wants to your account, and I don't have to spend a lot of time asking my dad to come." "What?" This advanced operation they have lived for a long time, completely ignorant. "Don't doubt what I said. If you want money, you can quickly find a computer that can be connected to the Internet. It will be clear at a glance whether it is true or not." Everyone in Mohist school has a mysterious account number for storing manuscripts, and he is no exception. In addition to his two-year-old birthday, he never bothered to count the amount of money on the account. The money is linked to the daily profits of the Mohist group, so as long as Mohist is making money, the amount of his contributions will increase day by day. When Daddy gave it to him, there were 800 million yuan on it, enough to create chaos for these people. Then he took his mother to escape. "How can I believe you?" The kidnappers questioned what the child said. "Because I am the son of the richest Mo Yan Jue!" The words are loud and forceful. The kidnapper's boss looked up and down at him, waved to his younger brother behind him, and ordered, "find a computer!" Today, he gambled on it www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!