Ma Cheng was about to explode when he heard this, and immediately sneered: "Are you obsessed with money? The business failed, and you didn't return the three million to me. How dare you ask me for money again?"
The pistol followed Xu Su's instructions and handled it with ease.
"Mr. Ma, is it convenient for you to use the computer right now? I want to show you something so you can know whether I am smart or crazy?"
Ma Cheng's heart suddenly tightened, he had a bad feeling, and immediately opened his notebook.
When he saw the photo of the pistol sent to him in the mailbox, showing him driving a car to hit Liu Zhiyuan's Bentley, he was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood in his heart. His face was as gloomy as the winter weather, and his lips were trembling.
"Pistol! You're so damn immoral! What do you want to do?"
The pistol still sneers,
"Mr. Ma, how can you say that? At least I have done a lot for you before. What's the big deal about taking a small commission?
I am not as smart as Mr. Ma. You have been the housekeeper of the Song family for many years. I heard that you just bought a villa last month. The price of villas in Baoshan District is not low, so…"
Ma Cheng couldn't sit still any longer. He slammed the computer shut and suddenly stood up from his chair, his voice trembling with anger. "What are you talking about? What else do you know?"
Pistol said calmly, "Are you sure you want to know? I know a lot, and I'm afraid you're a little overwhelmed. How's your heart? Any hidden problems?"
Ma Cheng felt a burning sensation in his chest, burning up his throat. His voice was like it had been burned by fire. "You are too presumptuous!"
The pistol laughed again,
"Mr. Ma, don't get excited. The weather is dry and anger is harmful to your health. I know a lot about Mr. Ma, for example, you made money behind the back of the old man from the Song family.
For example, you stirred up trouble in the Song family at the old man's birthday party, causing him to become furious. For example, you have been secretly targeting the eldest son of the Song family, Song Ling, and his eldest daughter-in-law, and even hired someone to kill them..."
On the phone, Ma Cheng became more and more excited, and his breathing became unusually rapid.
He was angry and worried. If the old man really knew about this, he would definitely not be able to bear the consequences.
He really regretted choosing Pistol. When choosing people, he valued Pistol's loyalty and stupidity the most.
To put it bluntly, the pistol is a brave but foolish type, and such people are easy to use.
In addition, he has always been cautious and has not left any handle.
But who would have thought that the seemingly brainless pistol would be so smart and have been plotting against him?
He was so angry that he gritted his teeth and cursed, "You son of a bitch! You're going to die a horrible death!"
"Mr. Ma, we're both the same! I've tried my best to help you before, but you can't just enjoy your own glory and wealth and give me money like a beggar every time. I'm thinking of retiring recently, so I just want the money.
I hope Mr. Ma can understand me and help me again. I am in my thirties and I also want to get married and start a family, but I need money! What do you think, Mr. Ma?
"Are you fucking crazy about money? Don't forget who I am, I'm Ma Cheng! Aren't you afraid that I'll find someone to kill you?"
Ma Cheng's eyes were red and threatening him, but he was actually panicking in his heart.
He was just bluffing now, he knew that the gun was holding his vitals.
The timing is not right now, he can't be exposed like this.
Last time at the old man’s birthday party, the old man got so angry that he almost broke his hand.
Finally, because of the master-servant friendship of more than 20 years, he relented and let him go.
If the old man knew about these things, he would probably be killed without a burial place.
He has endured for so many years, all for Liu Su and the old man's money, so he can't be exposed!
"Of course, you can find someone to kill me! But I have to remind you that all the "good things" you asked me to do will no longer be hidden once I die.
Although I have no brains, I have found a smart and intelligent wife! If I didn't have a strong sense of myself, how could I dare to say this to you? Mr. Ma, think twice before you act!
Every word was like a nail, piercing straight into Ma Cheng's heart.
He never thought that he would be tricked by a fool in the end, and he had been well prepared and thought everything was perfect.
At Xu Su's signal, the pistol was fired again with powerful force.
"Mr. Ma, there is one more thing I need to remind you. Do you really think my pistol is useless? My pistol driving skills are also first-class.
That day, I could have crashed the Bentley into the curb! I failed on purpose, deliberately letting people take pictures to prove it. Oh, by the way, all you see are photos, I also have a video. Do you want to see it?
Ma Cheng's hand, hanging to the side, was clenched into a fist. His furious voice rang out like the grinding of gears. "Asshole!"
"Yes, I am a bastard! I was forced by life. I don't want anything else, I just want money! I hope Mr. Ma will remember me when he has a good life. It's not easy for me, it's all just for money!"
"What can you do if I don't agree?"
"If you don't agree, I will hand over all the evidence to the police, and then I will tell everyone everything I know!" the pistol threatened.
"You won't. Even if you hand these photos over to the police, you won't be able to escape. You'll die a worse death than me!"
Ma Cheng tried hard to deal with it. He is not a fool since he has come this far.
He pointed out the crux of the problem very pointedly.
Pistol laughed, and laughed even louder. "Mr. Ma, how about we give it a try? I'm not afraid of both sides getting hurt, but can you really not be afraid?"
Ma Cheng fell silent again. This pistol was really smart, and every word hit the mark.
He hated being threatened, but for now he had no choice but to endure it.
First appease this damn bastard, and then find an opportunity to deal with him.
He gritted his teeth and asked grimly, "How much do you want?"
The pistol answered immediately,
"It's not much, only ten million! Plus the two million you promised me after killing three people, a total of twelve million.
Oh, transfer it to my account before 10 o'clock tomorrow morning. If it takes too long, I can't guarantee that I can keep it secret. "
Ma Cheng shouted angrily, "Why don't you just die? Bastard! Are you crazy about money?"
Pistol said calmly, "Mr. Ma, I've told you a lot. You know the pros and cons, so weigh them carefully. My account number is listed under that email just now, so make sure you don't make a mistake."
Ma Cheng's tall body trembled with anger. "I don't have that much money."
"I know you have it, you must have it! I just want money, nothing else! Mr. Ma, you have heard the saying 'take money from people and help them get rid of disasters', don't hesitate, I only recognize money.
By the way, don't try to find someone to kill me. I'm hiding somewhere you'll never find me. Goodbye!
Just like that, Pistol hung up the phone directly under Xu Su's instructions.
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