Chapter 166: More Money
"Give."
Li Muhan handed the vegetable cake he had just bought to Monk Zhong Ya.
The monk was very grateful after receiving it, but he did not eat it. Instead, he put the vegetable cake into his bowl.
"Amitabha, thank you Captain Li."
"What's going on? Has the Supernatural Management Department gotten this broke? Are you even begging for food?"
The two men sat on a bench on the street. To outsiders, this combination might seem strange. A tall young man and a tall monk, this combination is really too eye-catching.
After hearing Li Muhan's words, the monk smiled and shook his head slightly.
"Captain Li, begging isn't begging, and I'm certainly not begging because I'm starving. This is a Buddhist religious practice, all for the purpose of saving people, promoting Buddhism, and making good connections."
Hearing the monk mumbling a lot of nonsense, Li Muhan seemed speechless.
He was still holding the gift bag that Xia Luer had given him. He originally wanted to throw it away, but when he thought about the fact that Xia Luer was Xia Yue's biological sister and he had checked the things himself, he found that they were some very expensive and exquisite desserts, plus a ruby necklace.
I have also felt the ruby necklace myself. There is no strange power in it. It should be just an ordinary piece of jewelry.
Seeing Li Muhan staring at the bag in his hand, Zhong Ya slowly stood up and said.
"Captain Li should be busy, so I won't bother you any more. Tomorrow is Christmas. Although it's not a holiday related to China, seeing people enjoying the festive atmosphere is also a kind of good karma. Captain Li, remember our agreement. See you in the canyon this weekend."
Watching Zhong Ya walk into another store and start begging, Li Muhan could only smile bitterly. Yes, tomorrow is Christmas.
He suddenly remembered something.
Christmas originated in Rome. It was originally a day to commemorate the sun god, but later evolved into Christmas. In other words, all vampires and demons should hate this day.
Should I say Merry Christmas to Xia Yue? Will I get beaten up then?
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at the same time.
A grand banquet was also taking place in the Zhao family manor. The Zhao Group had made another big deal. Zhao Zhijiang set up a banquet in the manor in Tianhai City and invited guests, but he did not allow his youngest son to attend.
"Stay in your room and don't embarrass yourself."
This was the last thing Zhao Zhijiang said to Zhao Qiankun. He looked at his son's severed hand with disdain, his tone extremely cold.
"Finally, I warn you. If I find you provoking Li Muhan and his companion, Zhao Qiankun, again, even if you are my son, I will throw you into the sea to feed the fish."
Zhao Qiankun wanted to say something, but finally swallowed his words.
The bustle in the manor contrasted sharply with the darkness in his room. He punched the wall hard, then curled up in pain.
He knew that his father seemed to have hired a killer to kill Li Muhan, but failed. The next day, three of his father's fingers were suddenly chopped off.
"Fuck you, Li Muhan, Gu Ruoxi, I won't let you go!"
The hatred in his heart has never been extinguished. He can no longer rely on his father. At first, he would help him find a killer, but later, it seemed that he was severely warned several times by some senior people, and Zhao Zhijiang no longer took any other action.
Last time, he asked his cousin to kidnap Gu Ruoxi, but he failed and his cousin and several of his brothers were sent to the police station.
These setbacks made Zhao Qiankun feel more and more resentful.
At this moment, a tall figure suddenly appeared in the corner of the unlit room.
Zhao Zhijiang turned his head slightly and suddenly found a tall man standing in the corner of his room.
"I feel your anger, your hatred, your despair. Could you please let me help you resolve your problems?"
The man was wearing a pair of glasses and a suit, his hair was neatly combed back, and he had a cold and confident smile on his face.
"You, who the hell are you?! Are you looking for death? How dare you enter my room without permission!?"
Zhao Qiankun was a little scared at first, and then he was furious. He picked up a pistol on the table, held the pistol with his only remaining hand and pointed it at the man.
"Don't you have someone you want to kill? I promise you, leave it to me, and I will solve the problem perfectly for you."
The man with glasses was not afraid of the gun in Zhao Qiankun's hand at all. Instead, the smile on his face became even more weird.
"Fuck you!"
Zhao Qiankun just thought that the other party was a psychopath who sneaked in, but today was his father's party, so he didn't dare to shoot. He could only move closer aggressively and put the muzzle of the gun against the man's head.
"Are you crazy about money?! You've cheated me?! Why don't you even ask who I am, A-Kun?!"
"Of course I know who you are. You're the young master of the Zhao Group. You're 175cm tall and weigh 79kg. You love overalls and have a middle-parted hairstyle. You played forward on the basketball team for two and a half years in high school. And, you..."
"You're fucking investigating me!?"
Zhao Qiankun raised the gun in his hand and hit the man's head with the butt of the gun.
But the next second, Zhao Qiankun found himself falling to the ground, with the pistol in his hand held by a man.
"Fuck you!!"
Zhao Qiankun was about to curse, but the man had already squatted down, put the muzzle of the gun into Zhao Qiankun's mouth, and then made a gesture to silence him.
"Don't get excited, Mr. Zhao. I'm here to discuss business tonight. I can help you deal with that person you can't handle."
Zhao Qiankun broke out in a cold sweat. This gun was truly loaded. If this man's hand slipped...
"If you understand, just blink, Mr. Zhao."
Zhao Qiankun suddenly began to blink.
The man smiled and put the gun back, then pulled Zhao Qiankun up from the ground.
"That's right, Mr. Zhao. You want revenge, and I want money. Our relationship is as simple as that."
"How...how much the fuck do you want?"
The man smiled and took out a small calculator. He pressed a few buttons and handed it to Zhao Qiankun.
"Fifty million!? Are you fucking crazy?! He's an orphan!? A life worth fifty million?!?"
"No, no, no, my Master Zhao, he's not just an orphan. Let me tell you, he's not even human. That's why this price is very suitable."
Not human?
Zhao Qiankun originally wanted to say, "What the hell are you talking about?"
But then he suddenly thought of how all his bodyguards died tragically at the hands of Li Muhan that night, and how his own hand was torn off by him. The unforgettable pain and fear still made him tremble all over even now.
"You're a new customer, so I can offer you some discounts. I can help you kill that woman named Gu Ruoxi and the woman next to Li Muhan. What do you think?"
Zhao Qiankun lowered his head, as if considering it. Finally, he looked up at the man and said.
"Okay, kill Li Muhan, and then bring the woman next to him here. Don't hurt her, I'm going to torture her slowly."
"Catch him alive? Hmm."
The man touched his chin, then looked at Zhao Qiankun and said.
"It costs extra money."
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