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One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

The two lackeys naturally obeyed the middle-aged man's orders.

Although they were a little suspicious of why their boss would have such an attitude towards these two old fellows, since their boss had already given them the orders, they obviously couldn't be rash.

As a result, the two carefully tore off the adhesive tape Liu Chu's parents had tied on their legs, trying their best not to hurt them.

The old couple's faces were filled with panic.

That was especially true of his mother, who was trembling with fear and not willing to speak.

Liu Chu's father shivered when he saw the group of people around him harboring malicious intentions.

However, he still stubbornly said:

"You all … What do you want? "Don't make things difficult for Little Chu. Don't worry, I'll definitely give you everything that you want."

Liu Chu's mother's eyes were filled with tears. She looked at the rough man and said, "We have accumulated a total of 170,000 yuan. If you want, I can bring you guys back to get it."

Liu Chu's father felt a wave of bitterness in his heart.

He knew that his wife was usually frugal.

Even if he had to buy a pack of cigarettes and a jug of wine, she would care about it.

Especially in the last seven or eight years, as Liu Chu grew older, she became even more of a loser.

All for the sake of saving more money for Liu Chu to get married.

As the head of the family, he didn't even know how much money his wife had saved up.

Now that he heard it, it actually amounted to one hundred and seventy thousand!

This was an unimaginable amount of money in his hometown!

Of course, these 170,000 yuan were not only for their hard-earned money, but also the 100,000 yuan sent by Liu Chu.

But seventy thousand was still an enormous sum of money for this family.

Just thinking of his son, as a father, he no longer felt any heartache.

Liu Chu's father earnestly said, "Sir, as long as you agree, let Little Chu go and let us go, this money will be yours. It's all yours! "

The old man's hands were tied, but he still struggled with all his might.

His hand was already wounded, but he didn't feel any pain.

Finally, he found his own inner pocket. He took out a crumpled wallet from his pocket and handed it over to the rough man with great difficulty.

"Here, this is the bank card."

When the middle-aged man saw Liu Chu's parents like this, his heart was moved.

As a parent, it might be the case.

The middle-aged man was also from the countryside and knew the hardships of being a farmer.

He knew what this hundred thousand yuan meant to the old couple.

Now, for his son, he had actually taken out all of his savings.

This was real money!

While the middle-aged man's mind was wandering and filled with emotions, the yellow hair beside him chuckled strangely and reached out his hand to grab the bank card.

Seeing the yellow-hair take away the bank card, the old couple quickly looked at each other, and a relaxed expression actually appeared on their faces.

They had even naively thought that if the yellow-hair took the money, they would be able to let Liu Chu go.

The middle-aged man sighed in his heart.

The yellow-hair was elated. "Boss, this is an unexpected harvest! One hundred and seventy thousand! Haha! It's one hundred and seventy thousand!" It's enough to make us brothers and our nightclubs so carefree and unrestrained! "

As he spoke, yellow-hair licked his lips, as if he was thinking of the spicy long-legged girl in the nightclub. He had a look of reminiscence on his face.

When the other hoodlums heard the yellow-hair's words, they all began to laugh dubiously.

The middle-aged man immediately frowned, a hint of anger appearing in his eyes.

However, he calmly said, "Tiger, return the bank card to him. Thieves also had their own principles. This money shouldn't be ours, it can't be taken away! There are quite a few rewards over there. Since each of us has a share, it's more than enough to cover our expenses. "

All of the bullies were stunned. They looked at their boss in disbelief.

There was also a way to steal …

The word was familiar, but what did it have to do with them?

Give up this one hundred and seventy thousand just because of this?

If they were tied up, wouldn't they be grateful to you?

They were both hoodlums and villains. In the past, they were only bullying men and bullying women. But now, they had become bandits that were kidnapped. Wasn't this extortion supposed to be done within the meaning of the question?

Besides, how could he return the money he got?!

Seeing the discontent in the eyes of his brothers, the middle-aged man's face sank and he said in a stern voice:

"What, are my words useless?"

The yellow-hair was frightened, and his momentum weakened.

He whispered, "Boss, there are one hundred and seventy thousand..." One hundred and seventy thousand! "

The moment he opened his mouth, his other brothers immediately echoed his words.

No one wanted to give up this windfall.

The reward was five million yuan, but there were seven or eight people here. Even if the boss was generous and divided evenly between them, the reward would be six or seven hundred thousand yuan per person.

And this was even better than an unexpected fortune being used to spend money for everyone to spend. It was a celebration.

"That's right, boss. This isn't good. It's rare to encounter a business like this."

"How about we accept it? They were willing to give it to us, not because we forced them."

"That's right, who are they blaming themselves for?"

… ….

Liu Chu's parents immediately understood what they were talking about.

Liu Chu's father had red eyes and a face full of anger:

"You, you can't do this! He took the money and wanted to let our Little Chu go. There is a way to steal, and there is a way to steal! "

Liu Chu's mother was, after all, a rural woman with very little experience. Her face was full of tears and she spoke incoherently:

"Just what are you guys doing!?" How did our Little Chu offend you? You've already given us the money, how can you still not let our Little Chu off! "

When the middle-aged man saw the old couple cry like this, he felt an unexplainable pain in his heart.

He thought of his white-haired mother.

Once upon a time, his brother had committed manslaughter, and he had begged the police and the families of the deceased to let them off the hook.

The scene in front of his eyes overlapped with the scene in the middle of the impact, constantly torturing his heart.

"Don't worry, I'll get him to return the money to you. As long as Godly Doctor Liu is willing, everything is fine! " The middle-aged man said.

"We, we don't want money! No money! As long as you agree not to make things difficult for him! I don't know what you want him to do, but as long as he can do it, he will definitely do as you say! " Liu Chu's father said repeatedly.

Mrs Liu immediately echoed:

"That's right, that's right!" My family's little Chu is a good child, he will definitely do as you say, he will definitely do so! "

"Tiger, return the money to them. I don't want any of the work money, I'll give all of it to you!"

When the middle-aged man spoke, his eyes didn't even blink; his words were resolute and decisive.

"What?" Boss, you … You really don't want money? "

The yellow-hair frowned.

As a core member of the family, he obviously knew his boss' personality.

This time, it was five million RMB!

Even if the boss was kind-hearted and shared it with everyone, it would still be around six to seven hundred thousand yuan.

Now he had given up.

He knew that even though his boss looked impressive outside, his family was in a bad situation.

At the moment, there was an old mother lying in the intensive care unit, half unconscious, entirely dependent on medicine.

The middle-aged man raised an eyebrow, "Tiger, what's wrong? The wings have grown harder, do you not believe what I say?"

"Brother Hao, it's better if … Forget it. We don't want the money anymore, okay? " yellow-hair said with a conflicted expression.

The middle-aged man glared at him and said, "When have I, Zhong Hao, ever counted for a spittle?"

The yellow-hair quickly handed over his bank card, not daring to say anything more.

The lackeys beside were both surprised and happy, but none of them dared to say anything.

However, Liu Chu's parents did not dare to take it!

The two elders kept pushing the card away as if this card was like a hot potato.

"The two of you, don't push it away. We are powerless to do what you have asked us to do. It's just that the people your son offended are too powerful, you can only blame them for that! " Zhong Hao said with a wry smile, and then let out another heavy sigh.

Helplessness was written all over his face.

If it was a different scene, he wouldn't want to make things difficult for these two old rural couples.

Looking at their weathered faces and the cocoons on their hands, the two of them were undoubtedly miserable lives.

Back then, when his father was still around, the two elders also got up early in the morning to get greedy for the dark, and they painstakingly brought him and his younger brother up.

"Take it, please, take this money!"

"If it's not enough, we still have some savings."

Liu Chu's parents were afraid that these people would really harm their own sons, so they continued to bitterly beg.

There was nothing else they could do.

The moment the yellow-hair heard he had other savings, his eyes lit up.

The other hoodlums exchanged looks with each other, as if their hearts were moved.

However, due to the prestige Zhong Hao had in their hearts, they didn't dare to act rashly at this time.

Back then, the leader Zhong Hao had made it clear that he didn't want the red flowers anymore.

Zhong Hao seemed rough, but his thoughts were meticulous.

How could he not feel that his brother was plotting something?

Therefore, he angrily scolded Liu Chu's parents: "If you continue to talk, I'll shut your mouth! I will never be able to fulfill your request! "

Unexpectedly, Liu Chu's parents did not know of his good intentions.

"You can't do that, can't you?" Liu Chu's father pleaded.

"That's right!" "It's really not enough. Let's get more from Little Chu. His income is not bad, he should be able to get some." Mrs Liu also begged.

"Little Yellow, hurry up and seal their mouths!"

Zhong Hao's face was filled with bitterness as he gave the order.

There was no other way. He really couldn't continue listening.

Not only because this begging was like continuing to provoke his greedy subordinates, it was also because it was a type of torture for him.

However, after he finished speaking, the yellow-hair and the others all looked at each other, not moving at all.

The hotpot with the tape dragged the ground with its feet. Its eyes seemed to be drifting about, not daring to meet Zhong Hao's gaze.

Zhong Hao frowned as he thought to himself, "This is bad."