Therefore, when calling Ma Cheng, even the tone of the pistol was deliberately designed.
When Ma Cheng received the call from Pistol, his tone was obviously frustrated and panicked.
"Why are you calling again? I told you not to contact me, you idiot!"
It turned out that after he remitted 3 million, he was waiting for good news. Unexpectedly, the money was transferred, but he failed.
He is a fool. Not only did he not kill that bitch Liu Zhiyuan, but he even has the nerve to call him now. How outrageous!
Pistol was on hands-free mode when he was on the phone, with a recorder next to him. His conversation with Ma Cheng would be recorded and kept as evidence.
"Mr. Ma, your current attitude disappoints me. Although the last mission failed, I did so much for you before. Is this how you treat your benefactor? Isn't that too unkind?"
Pistol sneered coldly, his tone still as ruffian and scoundrel as ever.
Ma Cheng's eyebrows jumped, his face was icy, and he curled his lips in disdain.
"Benefactor? What kind of benefactor are you?"
The pistol sneered,
"Mr. Ma, please don't look down on me, okay? Although my life is very humble, we are equal in character.
Besides, although you are now second only to the Song family and above everyone else, you are just a watchdog. What qualifications do you have to look down on me? "
Ma Cheng gritted his teeth angrily, "Shut up! Why did you call me?"
Pistol said vaguely, "Of course it's something important."
"What's the matter? Is your brain stuck in the door? Why are you looking for me when the job is not done?" Ma Cheng frowned.
"I want money!" Pistol said bluntly!
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