Of course, Zhuo Yifan didn't care about these things. He just wanted his aunt and cousin to be safe. As for Han Zhong, if it weren't for the fact that he was his aunt and Han Yan's father, he wouldn't bother to care about it.
Following this group of people to a small village on the outskirts of Philadelphia, Zhuo Yifan found that the convoy drove directly into a farm. Then all the cars stopped, and Han Yan, Wang Xiaoya and her daughter were taken out of the car.
.And Han Zhong stayed with Moore.
"I only give you ten minutes. If you can't handle these ten million, there's nothing I can do!" Moore reminded Han Zhong with a look of helplessness.
"How can I give you 10 million here? I can't carry so much cash with me, and I can't get it right away when I go to the bank. Ten minutes, are you kidding me?" Han Zhong asked with a livid face.
"Don't worry, I've already prepared it for you!" Moore waved to the men on the side, and soon someone brought over a laptop with a wireless network card plugged in.
After Moore took the computer, he handed it directly to Han Zhong and said with a smile: "Isn't it very convenient to use it to transfer money? As long as the money reaches my account, I will naturally let you go!"
Seeing this, Han Zhong's face turned ugly again, and he gritted his teeth reluctantly and said: "Okay, give me the computer, and I will transfer it to you right away!"
"That's right! I like people who cooperate well!" Moore nodded with great satisfaction, and then handed the laptop directly to Han Zhong.
After Han Zhong took over the computer, he began to operate it. He was going to transfer 10 million US dollars directly from the Internet to the account provided by Moore.
In the dark, Zhuo Yifan watched carefully and secretly thought that Han Zhong had no brains. Since Moore was greedy for money, how could he let them go? He first got the money from Han Zhong and then went back to kill Han Zhong.
You can also ask for money from the employer. How could he really let Han Zhong's family go just because of this little money? Wouldn't it be more in line with Moore's style to make two money?
"Okay, can we go now?" A few minutes later, Han Zhong handed the computer directly back to Moore and asked with a guilty conscience. Obviously he was also worried about whether Moore would fulfill the agreement and really let him go.
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"Very good. Brother Han really did not disappoint me! I said before that ten million US dollars is not a difficult thing for you. Haven't you done it now?" Moore nodded with great satisfaction.
"I'm asking you, can we leave?" Han Zhong asked again angrily.
"Of course, I will send you on your way in person!" Upon hearing this, Moore's eyes flashed with a stern look, he took out his loaded pistol from his waist, and put it directly against Han Zhong's head.
Han Zhong immediately opened his eyes wide and stared at Moore with bulging veins on his forehead and asked, "What are you doing? Didn't you promise me before that you would let our family go after receiving the money?"
"Haha, you are so naive. Brother Han, you have been on the road for so many years, you should also know the rules of eradicating the roots, right? I would be so stupid to let you go, so that you have the opportunity to come to me in the future.
What? Besides, if I kill you, I can still ask Treisman for another commission. Wouldn’t that be better?" Moore laughed very proudly.