"Please, it's shameless, I will die if I do this." The injured Wang Qiang couldn't get away, so he had to beg for mercy. If he was hit 15 times, he would not faint, and there would be a hole in the back of his head.

"How can that be done? Two million." Fu Mohan looked at him slowly and sideways, with a pair of black eyes like ice and frost, which froze his heart.

"I don't want it anymore, I don't want it anymore."

Wang Qiang waved his hands, not daring to move much because of the pain in his abdomen. His face was a little white after being hit, and the back of his head was injured. This time he was hit four times again, all of which hit the wound. He gasped in pain.

Cool air.

"What I promise you, I will naturally give it to you."

"You, you, you!" The back of his head hurt, and Wang Qiang did not dare to touch it. He glared at Fu Mohan with hatred and shouted, "I want to call the police, you, wait, wait."

"Call the police?" Fu Mohan stared at him condescendingly, with a pair of black eyes concealing contempt, and said sarcastically, "Lighting the magical incense in the box with the intention of raping. The company has repeatedly evaded taxes, defrauded customers of their money, and took advantage of their position many times.

Prostitution should indeed be reported to the police.”

Wang Qiang was stunned, and his face turned pale instantly. He did all these things carefully, how could it be known? It was impossible?

"You're talking nonsense!" Wang Qiang refused to admit it.

"Then call the police." Fu Mohan raised his chin slightly, and the bodyguard took out his mobile phone and threw it on Wang Qiang.

Wang Qiang looked at his phone and muttered in his heart.

He knew that what Fu Mohan said was not groundless. If Fu Mohan really found out something, calling the police would be extremely detrimental to him.

This tone makes me really unwilling to swallow it!

He glanced suspiciously at the tall man with a stern face standing not far away. He always felt familiar, but for a moment he couldn't figure out who it was.

I'm really a little hesitant.

Lin Zhigang was also puzzled as to how Fu Mohan knew that, but he said nothing and continued to act as a transparent person.

Wang Qiang thought for a while and said, "Huh, even if I call the police, I can't do anything to you. For Lin Zhigang's sake, I'll spare you, but don't let me get over it so easily."

Lin Zhigang, "..."

"Do you still want money?" Fu Mohan's black eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, looking down at him with disdain on his face.

Wang Qiang frowned and subconsciously glanced at the bodyguard beside him, "Even if what you said is true, don't forget that the bodyguard you just instructed you to also beat me. I am not a vegetarian. If I enter

The prison is also holding you, and you too." Then he pointed at Lin Zhigang, "Your daughter stabbed me, and the wound is real, so you can't even think of escaping."

His attitude was not as tough as before, and he was still unyielding, as if he had to get something before he would give up.

The remaining patience in Fu Mohan's eyes was almost exhausted.

He said in a deep voice, "Wang Qiang, you really won't shed tears until you see the coffin."

After he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door, and then two policemen walked in.

Wang Qiang struck preemptively, as if he had seen a savior, and shouted, "Comrade police, you must help me." He pointed at Fu Mohan, then pointed at the bodyguard just now, and shouted, "He just instructed him to hit my head.

You must arrest him."

The two policemen ignored Wang Qiang's words at all. They walked up to him, looked him up and down, and said majestically, "Mr. Wang Qiang, right?"
Chapter completed!