Yang Xiaobao snorted and said with a smile: "What do you mean, do you mean that I still want to thank you, Master Han?"
"Of course, our Master Han is helping you!"
Dong Zhiyong immediately shouted: "What they said is all false. Han Yulong was behind all of this, including the killer who was also found by him."
"Dong Zhiyong, do you have any evidence?" Zhang Zhiguo said, "You met the killer and you paid the killer. Who doesn't know that you want Yang Xiaobao to do it?"
Dong Zhiyong opened his mouth and wanted to retort, but in the end he said nothing.
After all, all this is true, he just wanted to kill Yang Xiaobao.
Han Yulong and his men had already put themselves in a safe zone.
Yang Xiaobao sighed and said to Dong Zhiyong: "Mr. Dong, when looking for partners in the future, you must learn to screen."
Dong Zhiyong wanted to grin, but his expression was uglier than crying.
"Mr. Yang, you really don't care about our business, please spare us." Zhang Zhiguo begged for mercy.
Yang Xiaobao shrugged and said calmly: "I'll spare you, no problem. Go back and tell Han Yulong that if you want to deal with me, just do it openly."
Hearing Yang Xiaobao's words, Zhang Zhiguo and his men felt happy.
"Okay, okay, I will tell Young Master Han when I get back."
"Then get out of here while I'm in a good mood!" Yang Xiaobao said coldly.
Two of Zhang Zhiguo's men immediately picked up Zhang Zhiguo and fled away.
"Yang Xiaobao, let the main criminal who killed you go." Dong Zhiyong said immediately when he saw this.
Yang Xiaobao snorted, looked at Dong Zhiyong, and said coldly: "Dong Zhiyong, haven't you always wanted me to die?"
Dong Zhiyong knew that if he fell into the hands of Yang Xiaobao today, he would definitely not end well.
So he stopped hiding it, puffed out his chest, and said loudly: "Yang Xiaobao, you are right, I have always wanted you to die, and I am the one who found the killer this time."
"Dong Zhiyong, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Yang Xiaobao asked calmly.
After saying that, he pointed the muzzle of his pistol at Dong Zhiyong.
Dong Zhiyong, who had just mustered up the courage, now began to feel fear when he saw that death was really coming.
"Yang...Mr. Yang, don't we have room for negotiation?"
Dong Zhiyong's body shrank, his tone full of prayer.
"Dong Zhiyong, you want to kill me so much, do you think I will let you go?"
As soon as Yang Xiaobao finished speaking, he pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
The fire flashed away, Dong Zhiyong screamed, and he felt pain in his thigh as if it was being torn apart.
"Tsk, tsk, why does this gun always miss?" Yang Xiaobao sighed and said, "But I think the next shot will definitely not miss."
Dong Zhiyong finally felt the fear of death.
"Mr. Yang, I was wrong, I really deserve to die, but please spare my life. The bank card in your hand has 80 million. As long as you promise to spare me, this 80 million
It’s yours.”
Yang Xiaobao laughed and said: "Dong Zhiyong, you are too naive. Do you think I lack the 80 million?"
"I still have money, assets, and a company. It's several hundred million in total. As long as you definitely spare me, these are all yours."
Yang Xiaobao grinned: "For your money, I want your life even more!"
"Mr. Yang, as long as you spare my life, I will do whatever you want me to do. I will never cause trouble to you again. I will remain anonymous and never come out again."
After speaking, Dong Zhiyong endured the pain in his thigh and lay on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.
Looking at Dong Zhiyong's humble appearance, Yang Xiaobao grinned and nodded.
"Okay, I promise to spare your life."
Hearing Yang Xiaobao's words, Dong Zhiyong felt a burst of ecstasy.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you Mr. Yang."
As he said this, he kowtowed to Yang Xiaobao again and again.
"However, you just agreed to my conditions..."
Before Yang Xiaobao finished speaking, Dong Zhiyong immediately said: "I promise you, I will transfer all my assets to your name, as long as you spare me a way out."
"Okay, okay." Yang Xiaobao nodded, "By the way, I want to ask you, besides Han Yulong, who else participated in my murder?"
Dong Zhiyong was stunned for a moment, and he understood that at this time, he could only answer honestly.
"Yes, there is Pan He in the county town, and Yang Hongfei in the provincial town."
Yang Xiaobao nodded, took out his mobile phone, turned on the recording function, and said, "Tell me everything about your interactions with them and your attempt to murder me."
Dong Zhiyong had no choice but to tell everything one by one.
After hearing what he said, Yang Xiaobao sighed and said, "Dong Zhiyong, it seems that you are deliberately planning to kill me."
"I was wrong, I was really wrong!" Dong Zhiyong kowtowed again, "Mr. Yang, I deserve to die, I deserve to die, just spare me."
But Yang Xiaobao still pulled the trigger.
"Bang! Bang!"
In the darkness, Dong Zhiyong screamed one after another.
However, in the end, he still did not die.
"Why does this damn gun always miss?"
Yang Xiaobao sighed, looked down at Dong Zhiyong, who was groaning in pain, and grinned: "Mr. Dong, I will protect your life, and you will transfer all your assets to my name. Is this not too much to ask for?"
Han Yulong was restless where he lived. He didn't know how Zhang Zhiguo and his men were handling the matter.
Was Dong Zhiyong killed?
Tonight, he called Yin Rui and told her that he agreed to the acquisition.
He thought that as of tonight, this matter might be over forever.
At twelve o'clock, there was a sudden knock on the door of his room.
Han Yulong was startled and asked quickly: "Who?"
"It's me." Zhang Zhiguo said outside.
Hearing Zhang Zhiguo's voice, Han Yulong let out a long breath.
The fact that he can come back means that things are going very smoothly.
Han Yulong immediately opened the door impatiently.
When he saw Zhang Zhiguo limping in, Han Yulong was instantly stunned.
"You, what's going on with you?" Han Yulong asked, "Where's Dong Zhiyong, is he dead?"
Zhang Zhiguo sighed: "Young Master Han, we are being followed by Yang Xiaobao."
He didn't dare to say that he wanted Dong Zhiyong's 80 million, so he could only find an excuse.
"What? Yang Xiaobao?" Han Yulong's expression changed and he said, "What on earth is going on? Where is Dong Zhiyong?"
"Dong Zhiyong was left behind by Yang Xiaobao." Zhang Zhiguo said, "Maybe he has been beaten to death by Yang Xiaobao now!"
"Then, does Yang Xiaobao know that I am going to attack him?"
"He has no evidence. After all, the killer was found by Dong Zhiyong, and Yang Xiaobao seems to believe this statement."