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Chapter 757 Extortion

“This unlucky child.

I thought he was safe for a few months, and finally got lucky and came again!"

"No, probably it was because the plane exploded too much and used up all his bad luck, so it was normal for a period of time.

Since I came to protect him last year, I can't remember how many accidents I have had, and they are all weird events with low probability.

It was like there was a god of death who had been around him, but he was lucky enough to avoid it, such as meteorites, natural gas explosions...

There is a very effective fortune teller in our town. Maybe she can ask her to help Han relieve his bad luck!”

George and Du Ersha jumped out of the helicopter and ran to the hot air balloon's fire, and said.

Galgenon, who was running in front, turned around panting and said, "This kind of lucky little fortune teller is useless. You have to find the Pope to help him take a bath with holy water!"

"Haha! That's right!"

Han Xuan didn't know that they were chewing around, otherwise he might have gained the opportunity from it. He shouldn't have existed in filming the movie "The God of Death"

When I saw the hot air balloon driver whose head was scorched by fire, I realized that the driver had myopia. When I looked at people seven or eight meters away, I had to squint my eyes.

With his vision, it would be strange if he could see the small wires clearly.

"Are you injured?" Joshua shouted loudly from afar.

After Xun glanced at the group of people, the passengers who had been on the hot air balloon were standing upright. Han Xuan replied on his behalf: "It's okay, I'm frightened.

Ask the town hospital to send a car over to help them check their health.”

"Well, when the airbags burned, we had already escaped." The myopic driver replied.

Seeing his eyes squinting, Han Xuan asked unhappily: "Why don't you wear glasses when you are myopic?"

“I have it, but I accidentally stepped on it when I woke up today.

A group of tourists came yesterday. The manager said he would be busy and wanted to fly more and make more money, so he planned to go out for glasses to wear at night.

I have only a little over two hundred degrees of myopia and can see things clearly.

This time it was just an accident, I'm very sorry..."

"It's really only two hundred degrees?"

Han Xuan retreated, more than ten meters away from him, raised four fingers, half-bent his thumb, and asked, "What is this?"

"five?"

"Two hundred farts!

Let's go to the hospital for examination with them first, and I'll teach you a lesson later..."

Hot air balloons worth more than 9,000 US dollars burned.

Fortunately, there was news at noon that everyone was fine.

Han Xuan asked Secretary Dawson to bring 10,000 US dollars in cash to the hospital to compensate them, thinking that this would be resolved.

But unexpectedly, the trouble is still behind...

The family of eight who rode the hot air balloon had Crawford's name.

In the small town of Bozeman, where their family is located, it is a well-known unruly family.

Usually they can only bully others, but others cannot bully their members.

For example, when a child fights at school and the parents are called by the teacher, ordinary people should teach their children a lesson and not fight again in the future.

But their family is a bit weird. They will protect their own children and scold other people's children.

After having a few similar things, no school is willing to take their family's children to school.

The two young Crawford brothers, who were thirteen or fourteen, entered their own auto repair shop early and were busy fighting all day long, learning from others to collect protection fees.

In order to retaliate against the school, the library was burned down with fire. Everyone knew that it was his family who did it, but due to the lack of evidence, the police station had to release them.

In short, this family member is not a good person.

Mrs. Crawford celebrated her birthday yesterday. The whole family drove a dilapidated bus all the way north to the most famous snow-capped ranch in the nearby area.

In order to save too little travel funds, the family of eight didn't even rent a hotel room. They spent the night on the bus last night.

Today, Mr. Crawford, the old granddaughter who was only six years old, decided that everyone would take out the money they had and satisfy their granddaughter's wishes. Unexpectedly, such an accident occurred.

The family had never thought about blackmailing before. With their stubborn IQ, they could hardly write the word "b1akmai1".

It was not until Secretary Dawson put the compensation of 10,000 US dollars in front of them that he reminded them that the Han family was a wealthy family.

At this moment.

In a restaurant in Augusta town.

The adults of the Crawford family sat around the dining table, looking at me, and looking at you.

Those children eat delicious foods that may not be able to eat on Christmas, and give their parents a thumbs up and praise their rare generosity.

The mouth was filled with a desperate look of "not giving up if you don't eat or vomit", which scared the guests around you.

Looking at the dining table, a thick stack of hundreds of dollars bills.

Mark Crawford, the second son of the Crawford family, said: "I have never seen so much cash in my life. I didn't expect that I could still get money without being injured. It's true that it is worthy of being the Han family.

How do we share this money?”

The eldest son Logan Crawford has been a bully since he was a child.

Nowadays, those who are bullies should have some brains, otherwise they will not be able to make it.

He was smarter than his younger brother, licking his fucked lips and said, "This little money is nothing to his family!

The Han family has assets of tens of billions of dollars! Tens of billions of dollars! Do you understand?

We were seriously injured, how could we be beaten by this little money? I want to ask them again.

His family is so rich that he doesn't care.

At least another $10,000, not 20,000!"

"But we are fine. It's good to be able to pay so much money." said his mother, Mrs. Crawford.

This old woman has no opinion and has been suppressed by her husband for most of her life, and she has long worn out her temper.

Even if he talks to his son, he looks cautious.

Old Mr. Crawford, interrupted her without hesitation, and shouted in a low voice: "Shut up, what do you know!

It makes sense, son.

But their family is too powerful, are you sure you can come again?"

“…Absolutely.

If the news of an accident spreads, there will definitely be no one else to take a hot air balloon at his house.

They have a handle in our hands. For the rich, what is the handle?

It's money!"

Well, Logan Crawford used the small-person thinking method to consider the Han family.

When he spoke, he spoke with a certain tone, and even he was convinced that the Han family dared not let the news leak out to avoid damage to the business.

He continued, “Now we have to get some injuries and force him to pay the money, or go to court to sue them!

right!

Just do it…”

Han Qianshan didn't know that he was being plotted against and sneezes twice in a row.

It felt a little cold, so I picked up the coat on the sand and put it on.

Seeing his son lying down, holding a notebook in his hand and keeping writing something, he asked him, "What are you doing?"

"Written, the second part of "Pirates Legend".

I was a little bored at home, so help me pack my things. I will go to New York tomorrow.

Then go back to Brown University for class and come back after the holiday.”

Han Xuan wrote while talking, his head turned quickly, and the plot kept coming out, and his hands almost didn't have to stop.

"hehe.

You still remember being a student, I was a little surprised.”

"Don't laugh like this, dare to scold me again, be careful I will beat you up."

"Swear? When did I scold you?"

"You are behind the scenes. In China, hehe is used to scold people" (To be continued.)8
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