Chapter 122 Well, I have a showdown, I am here to collect debts!
Not long after, Ning Beichen went back to the reeds and took Liu Yilin away.
What happened this time really made him angry!
He usually doesn't even look down on people from the Violet Family and the Temple, but this time he almost fell into the hands of a guy named Lord Belle. How could Ning Beichen not be angry?
He didn't even know what grudge he had against this guy named Lord Baylor.
He always thought that the person who dealt with him and Liu Yilin was someone from the temple, or a killer secretly paid by the Violet family, but it turned out to be a guy he didn't know at all.
There is no way that guy named Lord Baylor wants to deal with them for no reason. There must be some reason, so Ning Beichen must figure it out.
However, to deal with Lord Belle, Ning Beichen didn't need to take action personally. After a phone call was made, Lord Belle, who was enjoying himself in a certain woman's bed, was kidnapped by a masked man.
One day later.
On a certain barren mountain, a man was buried in a pit, with only his neck exposed, and his face was covered with many black ants.
"Help! Help!"
"Someone come and save me!"
Lord Beile was already frightened to death. He was captured by masked men in the middle of the night, and then brought to this barren mountain overnight. These people did not interrogate him, nor did they say they wanted to extort any money, but dug up
A pit buried him in it.
Lord Baylor, who has always been well-dressed and well-off, has never experienced such a thing. He was so frightened that he lost his soul.
Especially since his eyes could still see those black ants crawling along his nostrils, eyes, ears and mouth, it frightened him to death.
At this moment, he would rather be beaten than die of fear.
"No need to scream. This is a deserted mountain. No one will come back to save you. The louder you scream, the faster you will die, because those ants like to burrow into the mouth."
At this time, Ning Beichen's voice sounded from far to near.
Lord Beile has been buried for more than ten hours, and there is still no water in. He doesn't even have the strength to shout for help. As soon as he hears someone speaking, a surge of survival power immediately emerges from his body, and he desperately opens his eyes.
Look at the man walking towards him.
"You...who are you? Why did you kidnap me? I have money, I have a lot of money. As long as you let me go, I will give you whatever you want."
Lord Beile said weakly that until this moment, he thought that those who kidnapped him were kidnappers seeking money.
"Are you Lord Baylor?"
Ning Beichen found a shabby chair with only three legs from somewhere, and placed it in front of him with a bang. One of the three legs was broken, leaving only two legs.
However, Ning Beichen still sat down firmly and crossed his legs.
"I am, I am, brother, please let me go, don't you want money? I have, I have a lot of money, I can give it to you."
Xu Qinghai hurriedly begged Ning Beichen for mercy.
"Oh, do you have a lot of money?"
Ning Beichen asked him leisurely.
"Yes, I have a lot of money. As long as you let me go, I can give you one million. No, no, no, I will give you two million."
Xu Qinghai said.
Probably in his heart, he regarded Ning Beichen as the kind of kidnapper who wanted money, so he thought that the price of two million was enough to buy his own life.
"What? Then your life is worth two million?"
Ning Beichen said with a sneer.
"No, no, no...I still have it. I'll give you three million, three million..."
Xu Qinghai shouted loudly.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... Lord Baylor's life is only worth three million, so you, Lord Baylor, are too cheap."
Ning Beichen made a sarcastic voice.
"Five million, I'll give you five million. Think about it, even if you kidnap those rich people, you may not be able to get that much. And I promise you, I will never call the police."
Xu Qinghai said to Ning Beichen.
"Crack!"
Then Xu Qinghai's words were rewarded with a slap from Ning Beichen, who knocked him out and confused him. He didn't know what the kidnapper wanted.
"Okay, let me show my cards right. I'm not a kidnapper. I'm here to collect debts."
Ning Beichen took out a paper towel and wiped his hands, then threw it away with a look of disgust, as if what he just slapped was not Lord Belle's face, but a pile of cow dung that was sticky to his hands.
"Debt collector?"
Xu Qinghai was also confused. He couldn't remember when he owed someone else a debt. Even if he really owed a debt, there was no need to kidnap him here.
"Okay, okay, I'll give you double whatever you want."
At this time, Xu Qinghai also knew that the person in front of him was not a kind person, and he did not dare to bargain anymore. He just wanted to end this inhuman torture as soon as possible.
"Haha, you can't afford to double it."
Ning Beichen lowered his head, looked at him, grinned, and said in a somewhat sinister tone.
When Xu Qinghai saw Ning Beichen's sinister smile, his scalp went numb, and he hurriedly promised Ning Beichen that no matter how much money he asked for, he would find a way to give it to him.
"I said, you can't afford it. Well, your time is running out. Tell me why you want to kill me and Liu Yilin."
Ning Beichen didn't want to waste any more time with him.
"You...you are Ning Beichen!"
Xu Qinghai almost lost his soul. If he hadn't been buried in the soil, he would have run away immediately.
At this time, he finally understood the meaning of Ning Beichen's words: "You can't afford it."
"You're not too stupid."
Ning Beichen admitted his identity.
"Ning Beichen, it's none of my business. It's not my intention to kill you."
Xu Qinghai hurriedly shouted.
"Haha, do you think I am a fool? Or do you think you are a fool?"
"Your people knocked my car off the viaduct, and you still said such irresponsible words. You made me very unhappy. Do you know? How serious the consequences of my displeasure will be. I'm afraid you don't want it."
Got it."
Ning Beichen raised his hand and originally wanted to slap him, but after thinking about it, he put his hand down, then opened his mouth and spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on his face.
"Ning Beichen, it's really not me who wants to kill you. You believe me. You must believe me. I can...I can give you an additional ten million. No! One hundred million. I'll give you one hundred million."
Xu Qinghai was so panicked that he couldn't find his way around.
How could he have imagined that the killer would actually miss the target and people would find out that it was his arrangement? This is not something that can be eliminated by spending a small amount of money.
At this time, what he hated most was not Ning Beichen, but the killer.
Fortunately, that guy also said that he had traveled all over the world, killed countless people, and never failed. In the end, even his employer behind the scenes was exposed.