"Hey, it's just the right time. I haven't had breakfast yet. Bring me a cup of hot coffee with more sugar. The hotter the better."
As if he was at home, Long Zhan calmly picked a seat and sat down, becoming a member of the dining table.
The people at the table couldn't get to the bottom of Long Zhan, and Long Zhan's momentum was so powerful.
They were all frightened.
No one dared to scold Long Zhan.
Only Curly, who was sitting in the middle left corner of the dining table and looked like the boss, frowned and asked Long Zhan: "What do you want?"
"I heard that your business has been good recently, so I came to discuss the price with you."
Long Zhan put his hands on the table and smiled.
"We have talked with Mr. Macon and have already decided on the price," said the ruthless-looking man with a scar on his face, second from the right.
"Macon was transferred to another district yesterday. Now I am in charge of this place. I am in charge of everything."
Long Zhan vividly interpreted the extortion scene of the Hong Kong police in the 1980s, and none of the human traffickers in the room saw the problem.
They were all stunned for a moment after being fooled!
After waiting for about 5 seconds, the brewing atmosphere was almost ready.
Long Zhan continued: "If you think what I said makes sense and you still want to do business here quietly, then I will continue, otherwise..."
"Sir, your coffee."
The thin man who came over with instant black coffee interrupted Long Zhan's words.
"This coffee is too bad. I suggest you prepare some good coffee to serve the guests."
Long Zhan took a sip of coffee, frowned and gave a very low rating. He completely ignored the thin man's dark face and put the coffee on the table.
He looked around at the people on the table and threatened: "We use satellites to monitor you 24 hours a day. We know everything you say and do, and we can take it out at any time.
You must not know how much money it costs just to change the lens angle of a satellite orbiting the earth at a distance of 200 meters.
Moreover, the fees are still rising, and our expenses are also rising.
Therefore, it is normal for your fees to go up."
Long Zhan's words were all nonsense, and his purpose was to dispel their vigilance, so that they could get the information they wanted.
Compared with rushing in and shouting to hand over Sophia, the traffickers might deal with Sophia in advance, which will greatly increase the difficulty of subsequent searches.
Long Zhan specially staged a scene to perfectly resolve this danger.
The key human traffickers at the table were really fooled, thinking that Long Zhan was really here to discuss "protection fees", and they all began to consider whether to raise Long Zhan's price.
At this point when the trafficker's thinking was led astray, Long Zhan pretended to be casual and asked: "Oh, by the way, who is Marco here?"
Seeing that everyone looked at him with more doubts, Long Zhan added another sentence calmly.
"I heard that Marco is the boss here. I only talk to the boss."
In the recording of Kelly's phone call to Long Zhan, there were two kidnappers talking with Albanian accents, one of whom called the other Marko.
Ma Ke led people to capture Sophia. As long as he can find Ma Ke, he will know where Sophia is.
Long Zhan's abacus was good, and the traffickers were not fools. The curly-haired man curled his lips and said, "We are all Marco here."
"The Marko I'm looking for, I heard he comes from the Chuupaga area." Long Zhan added.
"We all come from Drapaga."
The man with a full beard on the left was chewing bread and staring at Long Zhan unhappily, as if he was unhappy with seeing Long Zhan.
"very good."
Long Zhan realized that he was speechless and was not angry. Instead, he grinned: "It seems that you like playing games very much. It's very good. I like it too. Then I will increase the fee by 20% to increase the fun of the game."
The protection fee was increased by 20% as soon as he opened his mouth, which made all the traffickers at the table look cold.
The thin man who brought Long Zhan in even shouted: "Don't think that because we are immigrants, you can blackmail us casually. Do you really think we are afraid of you?"
Long Zhan suddenly stood up, and with a huge height difference that was more than a head taller than the thin man, he stood in front of him and said in a condescending voice: "I just want to blackmail you, who asked you to do illegal things?
If you don't want to pay, that's fine. I'll leave now. But before that, I want to ask, have you decided on which crime you will go to jail?
Murder, drug trafficking, kidnapping, selling sex, illegal possession of guns, how about choosing any one?"
Long Zhan demonstrated the power of a fox and a tiger to the extreme. After speaking in an official tone, the arrogance of a kind of human trafficker who had just been angry because of the price increase suddenly disappeared.
Long Zhan took advantage of the victory and continued to suppress: "You came to my country, used my country, used illegal means to make a lot of money, and you want to take it all away?
I think you are dreaming. The fact that we French are tolerant and friendly to outsiders like you does not mean that we are weak and easy to bully.
Your arrogance and rudeness have angered me. If you want to continue playing, I will stay with you until the end."
Long Zhan's painting and momentum were very tough. The traffickers in the room were completely suppressed, and no one dared to stand up and refute.
"Tell me, how much do you want?"
Although the curly-haired man didn't want to say this, he had to lower his proud head.
If the Internal Security Service acted seriously, there would be no room for human traffickers to survive and they could kill all the Albanians in a matter of minutes.
This is like cutting the country's back in Myanmar, and the government's inaction is the "culprit".
"The fee will be increased by another 30%. Of course, as long as you are obedient and pay the money on time, I can guarantee that the price will not increase within half a year." Long Zhan said.
Curly Hair stared at Long Zhan for two seconds, and finally lost.
To the thin man who had been standing there, he said in Albanian: "Bring me the box on top of the cabinet and let him leave."
The thin man was equally reluctant, but had to get the money box and put it in the hands of the curly man.
The curly-haired man took out a stack of money from it, tied it up with a rubber band, threw it in front of Long Zhan and said, "Take your money and leave quickly."
"Thank you for making the wise decision."
Long Zhan picked up the money as he could, stuffed it into his pocket without counting it, walked to the second man on the left, patted his shoulder and said: "This clothes is very cool, can you tell me where I bought it?"
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"I don't want to tell you?" the man said coldly.
"ok."
Long Zhan wasn't angry either. He walked a few steps forward and reached the end of the table. He suddenly stopped and said to the man with a goatee, "You look familiar. Have we met somewhere?"
This is the last person in the room who has not spoken to him yet.
"You admitted your mistake, get out of here." The man with the goatee said unhappily.
"That's you."
Finally hearing that familiar voice, Long Zhan no longer tried to hide anything, murderous intent spurted out from his eyes, and his voice became as cold as a chill.