"I promise, but you have to compensate me two thousand yuan." Xia Baozhu deliberately added a condition, wanting to focus Xiao Hong's attention on the compensation.
"Two thousand yuan? Didn't you get your things?"
Xiao Hong could earn five or six hundred yuan a time when she went out, but she also spent a lot of money, buying all sorts of things and not saving much.
Two thousand yuan is a large sum of money for her.
Hong, who was lying on the ground, slowly woke up. Hearing their conversation, he was also undecided.
Should they really pay compensation to send this expert away, or should they execute them?
"Hmm?" Xia Baozhu noticed that Sun Xingyan's expression changed from relaxed to tense.
He opened his mouth wide and silently said, "Behind."
Xia Baozhu turned her head and saw Hong Bingbing trying to get up. She took a step back, stepped on his back, and made him lie down again.
Xiao Hong broke down when she saw that the usually imposing soldier Hong had no chance to struggle against Xia Baozhu.
"I'll give you two thousand, please let me go!"
She cried, saying that she was being too unrealistic, that she wanted to use this man to hurt this cold-hearted woman.
Even if there are hostages, she won't be able to leave this door when she hurts him.
If she had run away in the first place, that would have been considered clever, but she ended up in here because she took a chance.
They've essentially walked right into a trap.
Xiao Hong threw away the dagger and knelt down.
Sun Xingyan did not go to Xia Baozhu's side, but instead tied up all the people who had fallen to the ground, including Xiao Hong.
"Wife, what should we do with this man?" Sun Xingyan asked, pointing at Hong Bingshi.
"Let him tell us what to do. We were kidnapped by his men, so we have no say."
As she spoke, Xia Baozhu pressed her hand against Hong Bingshi's leg. This man was very tough; even though the veins on his forehead bulged from the pain, he didn't howl.
"Tell us, what do you want from us?"
Xia Baozhu glanced at the things on Hong Bingbing's table; these were some of their spoils from the train journey.
There are still four people in the car, so it goes without saying that the theft is not over yet.
These people are organized and planned, each with acting skills, strong mental fortitude, and the ability to endure.
The soldier Hong is no ordinary person; he can train such subordinates.
His insight is ruthless, his mind is meticulous, and his mental fortitude is certainly superior to these people.
"I invited you two here for two reasons: first, to return your belongings, and second, to compensate you for your medical expenses. The amount is 100,000 yuan. Please accept this money; it's in my drawer."
Soldier Hong was covered in sweat from the pain in his legs. Even though he was lying on the ground, he still smiled and spoke politely.
He understood Xia Baozhu's meaning, and his heavy heart finally relaxed. As long as the other party had a need, things would be easy.
So he offered what he considered to be very favorable terms.
"And this pile of things on the coffee table, I'll give it all to you as an apology to you both."
"Can the drawers only be opened by myself?" Sun Xingyan went behind the table, where there were quite a few drawers.
“Both of you can open it; the key is in my pants.” Soldier Hong’s smile remained unchanged, but it looked somewhat awkward.
When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.
He had no choice but to endure it in order to get them to let him go.
Sun Xingyan found two sets of keys on Hong Bingbing and, guided by Hong Bingbing, opened all the drawers.
One of the more eye-catching drawers contained two handguns, while another drawer was filled with a whole drawer full of hundred-yuan bills.
The rest consisted of notebooks, cigarettes and alcohol, and items that looked expensive, which were probably ill-gotten gains as well.
"You're quite bold, putting the money in such an obvious place," Sun Xingyan whistled.
The people who had fallen to the ground began to groan. Seeing this, Xia Baozhu took some paper and pens, went to each of them, and untied one of their hands.
"Write down Brother Hong's full name and the address you know for him, and then write down the names of everyone else in this room."
These people glanced at each other, hesitating to make a move.
"Brother Hong, you write first." Xia Baozhu brought paper and pen and placed them in front of Hong Bingbing.
“If you don’t write it, you’ll have to write it at the police station anyway. If you do write it, I won’t interfere,” Xia Baozhu said again.
“Okay, I’ll write it.” Hong Bingshi lowered his head, picked up the pen, and wrote down his information.
“Wife, here’s another one.” Sun Xingyan showed Xia Baozhu a notebook.
Hong Shibing gave a wry smile; these two must have done many similar things.
Hopefully, after he finishes writing this, they will truly let themselves go.
Xia Baozhu took the diary, which contained records of a large amount of transaction amounts, as well as the monthly wages and bonuses paid to her subordinates.
There is also information about some newly recruited subordinates.
The two exchanged a glance, quite satisfied with their find.
Sun Xingyan collected all the papers that everyone had written. Two people wrote differently from the others, so he beat them up and made them rewrite them.
“Brother Hong, take a look at what these people have written. Do you have anything to add?” Xia Baozhu pulled Hong Bingshi up and made him sit back in the boss’s chair.
"No." Hong Bingbing looked at the words on the paper, feeling uncomfortable. According to the rules of the underworld, writing these words already constituted betrayal.
However, not many of the people he recruited had any backbone to begin with, and if they did, they wouldn't have resorted to petty theft.
But while there may be understanding, there will inevitably be some unease in one's heart, and mutual trust will certainly be greatly diminished.
This is the two sides' strategy to sow discord.
“We’ll accept this medical fee. It’s only fair, and we’re not stingy. I don’t think your injuries are serious. One hundred yuan should be enough for your treatment.”
Xia Baozhu took the bag of money from Hong Bingbing, then took out a hundred-yuan bill and handed it back.
"There are too many, too many. They are all thick-skinned and don't need any medical treatment fees."
Brother Hong smiled and refused the hundred yuan, feeling even more relieved.
These two men are clearly from the underworld; the hundred dollars is just a pretext.
It seems they don't want things to get too tense with me; they hope we can meet again in the future.
Xia Baozhu coldly slammed the money on the table, and Hong Bingbing smiled and said, "Okay, I'll take this hundred yuan. That way we're even."
"We're even." Xia Baozhu smiled, and then took the two guns out of the drawer. "These are good, I'll take them."
Hong Bing's heart was bleeding, but the gun wasn't too hard to get, so he smiled and said, "You can just take it and play with it, it's not worth much anyway."
Xia Baozhu nodded, and suddenly she struck and knocked Hong Bingbing unconscious.
The rest of the people started to riot when they saw this.
"Didn't our boss give you the money? You're not keeping your promise!"
"Big sister, big brother, please let me go. I promise I will never tell anyone about what you did."
Little Red cried and sobbed, but all she got in return was a heavy blow.
Sun Xingyan immediately understood what Xia Baozhu was up to, and the two of them worked together to re-tie these people.
Sun Xingyan picked up the mobile phone on the table and went out with Xia Baozhu.
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