"Senior, I wonder if you have any other instructions?"
Seeing that Hong Yu didn't intend to leave, Ma Santong asked cautiously.
Hong Yu smiled and said: "Ma Santong, you must have known that Yulong Villa will not be haunted again tomorrow."
Ma Santong nodded and smiled: "Yes, Lao Lang reported to me just now. I have to thank you for your mercy, senior."
Hong Yu said: "There is no need to thank me. I just said that Yulong Villa will not be haunted again tomorrow, but I can't guarantee whether it will be haunted the day after tomorrow."
Hearing the words,
Ma Santong looked stunned and said with a bitter look on his face: "Senior, no, please show your respect and don't care about me. If you have any other requests, just ask them. As long as I can do it, I will definitely comply with it.
I only hope that my Yulong Villa will be safe and sound in the future."
Hong Yu said: "Since Mr. Ma is a cheerful person, I won't talk nonsense. It's very simple to make your Yulong Villa safe and sound in the future. You just need to give me 60% of the shares of Yulong Villa."
Yes, another reason why Hong Yu went to Yulong Villa to remove the "Yin Yang Talisman" tonight was to take a fancy to the Yulong Villa's ability to make money and specialize in harvesting rich people.
As for whether robbery by force is the work of a gentleman, Hong Yu doesn't care.
To put it bluntly, this Yulong Villa was robbed by Ma Santong over the years, and I don’t know how much people’s wealth and wealth were plundered.
Then why couldn't he take it away in the same way?
Treating evil people and using evil to fight evil has always been his code of conduct.
"What?"
Ma Santong was shocked by Hong Yu's words, and his facial expression was a little distorted.
He never expected that Hong Yu had such a big appetite.
The opening is about 60% of the shares of Yulong Villa.
Doesn't that mean that from now on, the Yulong Villa will no longer be completely under my control?
Dao Liu, who was standing behind Hong Yu, was also shocked.
Yulong Villa's wealth-raising ability exceeds 80% of listed groups.
He has always dreamed of building a similar villa in Jiangzhou in the future.
Even if the turnover is only half of that of Yulong Villa, he will be content for the rest of his life.
"Mr. Hong's structure is still big. If you say anything, you will have control of a Jade Dragon Villa."
Dao Liu sighed inwardly.
"It seems that Mr. Ma is not willing?"
Seeing no response for a long time, Hong Yu couldn't help but look at Ma Santong with sharp eyes, and his voice became more serious.
Sensing that Hong Yu was not happy, Ma Santong trembled and his face turned uglier than shit.
Nonsense, of course he doesn't want to.
This Jade Dragon Villa was his life's work, how could he give it up to others?
But does he dare to say it?
Not to mention, Hong Yu has the ability to kill him at any time.
Even if Yulong Villa really turns into a haunted house from now on, he cannot accept it.
If you give 60% to Hong Yu, you will still have at least 40% of your shares, right?
After pondering for a while, Ma Santong decided to use a delaying tactic to give up the shares first, and then take the shares back from Hong Yu after Master Gui Laojiu came out of seclusion.
So, he said: "Senior, I am willing. As long as you can guarantee that Yulong Villa will no longer be haunted from now on, I can sign a share transfer contract with you now."
Hong Yu smiled, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you so much, Mr. Ma."
"Ha...it's all as it should be."
Ma Santong had a smile on his face, but in his heart he just wanted to scold her.
I have never seen such a shameless person.
You take things by force, but you still have the nerve to say thank you?
But there is nothing we can do. The enemy is strong and the other is weak, so we have to bow our heads.
Soon after,
Ma Santong had no choice but to draw up the share transfer contract in person.
"Senior, this is the contract. Take a look at it. If there are no problems, you can sign it."
Hong Yu didn't even look at it. He expected that Ma Santong wouldn't dare to play any dirty tricks, so he picked up the pen and signed his name.
From this moment on, he is the real boss behind Yulong Villa.
"Master Ma, although I hold 60% of the shares of Yulong Villa, I am not good at management, so I will have to trouble you to take care of it more in the future," Hong Yu said.
"It should be. After all, I am also the second largest shareholder."
As Ma Santong spoke, his heart was bleeding.
Yulong Villa was founded by him, but in the end, he was not the largest shareholder.
However, such days will not last long after all.
Master will be released from seclusion in a month at most.
At that time, let alone regaining control of Yulong Villa, or even taking the life of Hong Yu, it would only be a matter of minutes.
Having achieved his goal, Hong Yu naturally did not stay at Ma's house any longer. He said goodbye, took the share transfer contract, and left with Dao Liu.
Hearing the roar of the car engine outside the hospital getting further away, which proved that Hong Yu's car had gone far, Ma Santong's face instantly became extremely gloomy, he clenched his fist and cursed angrily:
"Little bastard, let me see how arrogant you can be..."
...
After Hong Yu left the Ma family villa, he asked Dao Liu to take him back to the Tang family.
Of course, he could actually choose to run back by himself.
Anyway, the "Shadow Step" is not slower than the speed of a car when used at full strength.
But it would be bad if he ran on the road like a cheetah at night, and if he met a timid passerby on the road, he would be thought of as a ghost, and he would be frightened to death on the spot.
"Congratulations to Mr. Hong, and congratulations to Mr. Hong, who is now the real owner of Yulong Villa."
Dao Liu congratulated him while driving: "As far as I know, Yulong Villa's annual net income is nearly five billion. Mr. Hong, you will make a fortune tonight."
Earn five billion a year?
Hong Yu looked slightly surprised.
Although he knew that Yulong Villa was very profitable, he never expected it to be so profitable.
No wonder Ma Santong's face looked so painful just now, it was more uncomfortable than others when he fell in love with his wife.
This is the "money printing machine" that was robbed by me.
Hong Yu smiled and said nothing. From now on, Yulong Villa will continue to provide him with money. In a short period of time, he does not need to worry about cultivation resources.
Half an hour later, the car stopped at the door of the Tang family villa.
"Daoliu, thank you for your hard work tonight, you should go back and rest."
Hong Yu loosened his seat belt and expressed his gratitude to Daoliu.
He has a clear sense of grudges.
Although Dao Liu offended him last time, he also taught him a severe lesson.
Daoliu had helped him a lot these days, and he naturally kept it in mind.
"Mr. Hong, it's my honor to help you. It's not hard at all...ahem!"
Dao Liu smiled and coughed.
Hong Yu looked at Dao Liu, who looked a little pale, and frowned: "Dao Liu, there seems to be something wrong with your body."
"No problem!"
Dao Liu waved his hand and said with a smile: "I'll just go home and take a nap later."
Hong Yu used his spiritual consciousness to check Dao Liu's physical condition.
It was discovered that he had suffered a serious internal injury on his chest, which had already damaged his heart. If he exerted himself even a little bit, he would become exhausted and the injury would be aggravated.
If he guessed correctly, this internal injury should have been caused by his last attack.
After pondering for a while, as if thinking, Hong Yu said: "Daoliu, make an appointment another day. I will help you treat the internal injuries in your body. This can be considered as a reward for your help these days."
Hearing this, Dao Liu perked up, looked at Hong Yu in surprise, and said, "Mr. Hong, can you still heal injuries?"
Hong Yu said with a smile: "Don't say it's just a minor injury. Even if you are about to die, I can still bring you back from the hell."
Hearing Hong Yu's confident demeanor, how could Dao Liu have any doubts?
He expressed his excitement and thanks: "Thank you very much, Mr. Hong, for disregarding the past grievances and being willing to heal my injuries. From now on, I, Daoliu, will follow you to the death."
Hong Yu could feel Dao Liu's fierce loyalty at this moment, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Okay, go back and rest early."
Then, he opened the car door, got out of the car, and walked towards the Tang family villa.
When the bodyguards of the Tang family saw it was Hong Yu, they immediately opened the courtyard door to let him through.
"Mr. Hong, why are you back so late?"
The bodyguard asked casually.
"Oh, I did something outside."
Hong Yu said perfunctorily and walked straight into the villa without saying anything else.
When he reached the second floor and passed the door of Zhou Wanrou's room, he subconsciously stopped.
In the past two days at Tang's house, he had done nothing, all the desire was suppressed in his body.
How about venting tonight?
Just when he was about to push the door open and enter, he suddenly thought of the embarrassing thing that happened last time, when he mistakenly thought Tang Qingcheng was Zhou Wanrou and hugged her.
Fortunately, I just hugged her and didn't do anything else too much, otherwise it would have been a big deal.
Therefore, for the sake of safety this time, he decided to use his spiritual consciousness to see what was going on inside the room.
"Holy shit, no way, three people?"
When Hong Yu saw the situation in the room clearly, the fire on his body was immediately doused with cold water.
He never expected that the two little guys, Xiaobao and Xiaomei, would actually sleep with Zhou Wanrou tonight.
Forget it, I'd better go back to my room.
Hong Yu had no choice but to turn around and walk into his room.
Sitting cross-legged on the bedside, he took out a spiritual heart fruit from his storage ring, drank it, and then began to breathe and practice.
A wisp of green smoke emerged from the top of his head and floated in the air.
...
late at night.
Provincial People's Hospital.
In the ward.
Liu Bin and his son did not fall asleep. They stared at their mobile phones from time to time, as if waiting for someone to call.
"Dad, it's so late, why don't you think there's any news?"
Liu Bin frowned and asked, "Why don't you make a call and ask those killers what's going on now?"
He was in a state of confusion and always had a bad premonition.
"When the killer is performing his mission, his cell phone is turned off to prevent any information interference."
"Only after the task is completed, they will turn the phone back on."
Liu Qingyang said: "Xiao Bin, don't worry, these killers are quite famous in the industry, and their success rate is as high as 90%."
"Then isn't there a 10% failure rate?"
Liu Bin looked worried: "Dad, the kid who hurt me is very evil. It seems that he suddenly cheated and became very good at fighting. The four sports students following me are no match for him. Can you please
If these killers make a mistake and are captured by that kid, who recruits us out, will we be in danger?"
Liu Qingyang said with a look of disdain: "Xiao Bin, the few sports students following you are just bigger and dumber youths. Compared with the killers I hired, they are thousands of miles apart. These few
A killer, if you pick one out alone, he is a master of fighting, specialized in killing people."
"The most important thing is that these killers all have guns on them. They are all sharpshooters. No matter how powerful the guy who wounded you is, can he be more powerful than a gun?"
Liu Bin was right at first glance.
No matter how good Hong Yu was at fighting, he probably wouldn't have any room to display himself in front of gunfire.
"Maybe I'm overthinking it," Liu Bin said.
Liu Qingyang stood up from the sofa chair, walked to the hospital bed, and patted his son on the shoulder, "Xiao Bin, Dad knows that you can't wait for revenge now, but please wait patiently. After all, killing is not as good as killing."
As simple as chicken."
"Um!"
Liu Bin nodded: "Dad, I know..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open by someone.
With a loud "bang", a group of men in black wearing masks rushed in.
They all had pistols in their hands.
"Who are you?"
Liu Qingyang was shocked when he saw the murderous group of men in black who broke in.
Even though he was considered a person, he was very scared when someone came to his door with a gun in the middle of the night.
My whole body was shaking for no reason, but I pretended to be calm.
Liu Bin was so frightened that he became incontinent on the spot and huddled at the head of the hospital bed, his head buzzing.
"Boss Liu, you are fine."
The leading man in black took off his mask, revealing a sinister face.
"Brother Wolf, why is it you?"
Liu Qingyang obviously knew Brother Lang, and his eyes were filled with shock and fear, "I wonder if I have offended you in some way? Or maybe I have offended Master Ma in some way? Please come to see me in person tonight."
Brother Lang's voice was low: "No, Boss Liu, you didn't offend me, let alone Master Ma. It was your son who offended someone he shouldn't have offended. Someone wants the lives of both your father and son."
"Xiao Bin?"
Liu Qingyang looked startled, and then his eyes slowly widened as he thought of a terrible fact.
Could it be that, as Xiao Bin said just now, the killers he hired failed to perform their mission and even confessed their own information.
So, now they want the lives of his father and son.
"Dad, I know those killers are unreliable. If you still don't believe it, it's over this time. We're dead."
Liu Bin was so frightened that he cried loudly. Not only was he incontinent, but he even pooped out.
He really regretted asking his father to go find trouble for Hong Yu.
Liu Qingyang looked at Brother Lang, still pretending to be calm, "Brother Lang, how much did that guy give you to kill me? I can give you double, no, I can give you ten times, as long as you tonight
Let us, father and son, go."
Brother Lang said with a smile: "Boss Liu, do you look down on me and Master Ma too much? As early as ten years ago, we stopped doing this kind of business of taking people's money to eliminate disasters because it was too low-level."
Liu Qingyang said quickly: "Brother Lang, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that. I know that you and Mr. Ma are both short of money. I just want to know, what should I do tonight so that you can let us father and son go?"
Brother Lang said: "You must die tonight, but in order to make your death a little clearer, I can tell you a piece of news."
"You have offended a martial arts master. Even if I don't kill you tonight, do you think you can still survive?"
"What? Martial arts master?"
Liu Qingyang looked so frightened that he could no longer pretend to be calm. He collapsed on the ground, completely dumbfounded.
He never expected that the person who injured his son turned out to be a martial arts master.
If he had known earlier and killed him, he would not have dared to seek revenge from the martial arts master.
"Impossible, how could Hong Yu be a martial arts master? This is impossible."
Liu Bin had heard about the abilities of martial arts masters since he was a child, and he was a magical figure who could kill people invisible.
How could Hong Yu, a poor loser, become a martial arts master? It's impossible.
He shook his head desperately, unable to believe this fact.
Brother Lang looked at Liu Bin and his son in despair, laughed, and was too lazy to talk nonsense anymore, and raised the pistol equipped with a silencer.