Chapter 1181

Bo Rongtai's face was extremely embarrassed. He had never felt so embarrassed by being humiliated, but he had nothing to do. His lips moved. "Please, you go. I really have no money. I still have my wife at home. She is ill and needs my care."

The man glared at him viciously. "You have a wife, don't we have to eat? You don't have money, so what do we do?"

"Yes, what shall we do?"

Bo Rongtai was helpless, "but I really have no money."

"He seems to have a lot of money on his belt, or we'll take it away?"

Bo Rongtai's face changed.

The barbarians started, but the next second, one of them felt that someone had caught him by the collar of his back coat. Before he could react, he was thrown out with a scream.

The remaining five turned their heads together.

I saw that Bo Qin clapped his hands, laughing wantonly and arrogantly, "do you really think we bo family are dead in broad daylight?"

Bo Rongtai looked at Bo Qin, stunned, "Bo Qin, you are not..."

The leading man was furious. "Dare to touch my brother, and my brothers will kill him!"

I haven't waited for them to start.

Suddenly, the door of the Maybach opened, and out came a man in a black windbreaker. It was still snowing. The man walked out with an umbrella. He was covered in ink. He pursed his lips and swept the dark pupils on these people.

Under the inexplicable deterrence and coercion, these people were terrified. Let alone fighting, they dared not move, and several people hugged each other.

What's going on?

Why did they suddenly counselled?

One of them whispered, "boss, why does this man look so annoying?"

"But shouldn't we be the worst offenders?"

Several people were silent.

Their tattoos are not easy to provoke without the other party's eyes.

Bo Rongtai looked at Bo Qichen and opened his mouth. He didn't say anything for a long time. He choked when he got to his mouth.

Bo Qichen stepped over.

The men took three steps back in fear.

He paused, glanced at several people and opened his lips, "who is the leader?"

One of the men was pushed out.

To Bo Qichen's inky eyes, his scalp was numb with fear, as if he had been the debt collector. "You, what do you want to do? Tell you, it's natural for you to owe money! Even if, even if the heavenly king Lao Tzu came today, it's the same."

"Yes, I have to pay back the money when I come. How can I not pay back the money?"

Other people whispered in response, and even seemed a little aggrieved.

The leader, "..."

Shit!

Bo Qichen looked at the leader. "How much does he owe you?"

"Thirty million!"

"Fuber."

Fubo came out, gave the man a check, and said, "this check is $30 million. Go and tell everyone that we have paid for the money the Bo family owes, and let them come to Dihua entertainment company tomorrow morning to get the check."

"What, what?"

The leader was confused. Unexpectedly, someone took the initiative to assume these debts and asked them to go to the company to get a check?

Fu Bo said with a smile, "but if Dihua knows that some of you are practicing fraud and falsely reporting the amount of arrears, what will happen if you offend Dihua? Just think about it for yourself."

The people nodded in horror, "we know."

"Now that you know, let's go."

Several people hurried away.

When they left, Fu Bo hurried to Bo Rongtai. His eyes were worried and mixed with some complications. "Are you all right?"

He also looked at this brilliant man, but now his fate is bleak and he can't tell what it feels like to be bullied by others.