"Hey Mr. Markco, do you think I can't understand English or that I'm stupid? Three games, no pay mentioned."
Do you really think you've got me cornered?
Makuko's smile gradually froze. Yes, he really didn't intend to give Ye Feng any reward.
Because he felt that Ye Feng was not in a position to bargain with him, and was simply fish on his chopping board.
There was no other choice but to cooperate with himself to save his own life.
"What? Is there someone else coming to rescue you now? Look at this."
After saying that, he snapped his fingers, and the ugly king next to him took out a remote control and pressed it in the center of the office.
The projection screen slowly descended, and some familiar clips began to play.
This is naturally footage of Ye Feng and his two groups taken by a drone yesterday.
With night vision goggles and a high-tech night-use camera, Ye Feng's throwing of grenades and firing of guns were recorded.
Even the model number of the Glock pistol is clearly visible.
This scene shocked Ye Feng immensely. He never imagined that the other party had recorded evidence in order to frame him.
"Young man, once I hand these images over to the government, I'm afraid even if I wanted to protect you, I wouldn't be able to."
Pete and his men may be government soldiers, but they're still my men. As long as you cooperate with me obediently, I guarantee no one will cause you trouble.
But what if we don't cooperate...
"Who are you trying to scare?" Ye Feng interrupted him directly, his expression returning to its cold and stern state, as if he hadn't been intimidated at all by those words.
"You've gone through all this trouble just to get me to make money for you. Maybe you've already planned out the next game's twists and turns?"
Would you hand me over instead of making a lot of money? Don't be ridiculous... If you really want to make money, then show some sincerity.
I'm afraid of death, but I'm even more afraid of being used until I die without getting the reward I want!
At this point, Ye Feng suddenly stood up, and at the same time, the three yellow-nosed clowns pointed their guns at him. The clown king pointed at Ye Feng and sneered...
"What are you trying to do?! Don't do anything stupid!"
Ye Feng ignored him, placed his hands on the table, and stared at Makuko with hatred in his eyes.
"I signed this contract, and I might die in the next game. You actually don't even want to give me a settlement allowance?"
You have absolutely no sincerity in cooperating. If that's the case, I'd rather be arrested right now, or have you shoot me.
Makuko stared into Ye Feng's resolute and determined eyes; it seemed the other party wasn't lying.
He exhaled a puff of smoke, clearly unwilling to do so.
Everything he's done so far has been for one thing: making money.
If Ye Feng were to be captured, the losses would be enormous.
In addition, Ye Feng's words were indeed reasonable; after three games, the chances of surviving were already extremely slim.
Why would anyone be willing to work so hard to earn money for them without giving them some settling-in allowance?
However, being the shrewd old fox he was, Markuco wouldn't make a price upfront. He nodded and asked:
"You're right, it was indeed my oversight that I forgot about it."
"Okay, just tell me your conditions. As long as they're not unreasonable, I'll definitely consider them carefully."
"Okay!" Ye Feng sat down again and held up one finger...
"I only have three conditions. First... I can only sign this contract by myself. And leave my friends alone. They are not the guarantee of your ratings. They are only alive today because of me."
Markuko took a puff of his cigar. He had originally planned to sign everyone, since these were all winners from the last competition and already had their own fan base...
If he were to participate again, quite a few fans would still be willing to support him.
But then I thought about it again, and they were just minor characters who could be replaced.
But Ye Feng is irreplaceable...
"Okay, I agree to this request."
Ye Feng held up a second finger. "I want 60 million, paid in full at once. After all, I'm risking my life, and I have to earn enough money for my family!"
“Sure!” Makuko agreed immediately. For him, 60 million was about the same as 600 yuan for an ordinary person.
In fact, he thought Ye Feng would ask for hundreds of millions, and he even sneered in his heart... This guy from the bottom is just a guy from the bottom. When it's so easy to negotiate, he doesn't even ask for an exorbitant amount. How stupid.
Ye Feng raised his third finger again and said, "After signing the contract, I need to go back to China first. Just give me a month. I need to get through the New Year and settle things with my family."
Faced with this request, Marko was not as decisive as before, because his next game was scheduled to begin at the end of this month, which was the time of Chinese New Year.
Although there was a contract and the jewelry from Ye Feng's crimes, allowing him to pursue Ye Feng's responsibility in China, he still felt uneasy about letting Ye Feng return to China for so long.
After thinking for a while, he offered his solution.
"First, you can return to your country after signing the contract, but I can only give you half the money, which is 30 million."
Secondly, I'll only give you a week at most to explain. My next game is at the end of the month, and all the staff are ready; I can't let one person delay things.
"Okay! Deal!" Ye Feng readily agreed. "But first I need to confirm whether you've tricked my friends into signing the contract. I need to meet them."
Makuko flicked his cigarette ash. He knew when Ye Feng made the request that, given Ye Feng's personality, this was definitely one of the conditions.
He immediately gave the ugly emperor beside him a wink.
The Ugly Emperor went outside, and a few minutes later, Liu Sisi and the other six were brought in.
"Brother Feng." The group ran up to Ye Feng, but before they could even speak, they saw the English contract on the table.
Ye Feng quickly asked, "How are you? They didn't force you to sign a contract, did they?"
"No, they just let us sit in the next room for a while."
Hearing Liu Sisi's answer, Ye Feng nodded. It was fortunate that his companions hadn't been implicated.
He turned to look at Makuko... "Exchange the money for Huabi. I'll sign it as soon as I get it. I'll wait for you here."
"Hmph, thirty million is only 180 million in Chinese currency. Why bother spending time exchanging it?" Makuko sneered and took out more than a dozen bank cards of different colors from the drawer.
Among them were two black cards inlaid with diamonds. Ye Feng had seen them in a short video before; these cards were Merrick Centurion cards.
Cardholders can use this card anywhere in the world; it enjoys extremely high brand recognition and is only available to a select few ultra-wealthy individuals. It's a symbol of status and prestige...
Markuco casually pulled out two bills...
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