After Dong Zhiyong got out of the car, the young man pointed the gun in his hand at the back of his head.
"Hold up your hands and put them where we see them. You are not allowed to use your phone, do you know?" Zhang Zhiguo said coldly.
Dong Zhiyong immediately did as he did.
"It seems that you, Young Master Han, like to kill donkeys." Dong Zhiyong said, "But I want to ask, how much money did Han Yulong give you? Let you kill me?"
Zhang Zhiguo was stunned for a moment, smiled and said, "Doing things for our Young Master Han, no matter how much money you have to do."
Dong Zhiyong sighed and said, "You people are really sad. You don't take money but do such things."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, kill him!" Zhang Zhiguo said quickly.
"I can give it to you as much as you want."
As soon as Zhang Zhiguo finished speaking, Dong Zhiyong immediately said: "You know, I have a company and I still have hundreds of millions of dollars. Can Han Yulong give you so much money?"
Hearing Dong Zhiyong's words, Zhang Zhiguo and the two young men looked at each other.
Dong Zhiyong immediately realized that they had acted on what they said.
"Mr. Dong, give me your bank card and tell me your bank password. Maybe I will consider giving you your life." Zhang Zhiguo said at the end.
"Okay, OK, this is my bank card, you can take it."
Zhang Zhiguo took the bank card and said, "Mr. Dong, if there is a 50 million less card in this card, don't blame me for being rude!"
"Yes, yes!" Dong Zhiyong said, "There are eighty million in it, all of them are yours."
Zhang Zhiguo handed the bank card to one of his subordinates and said, "You drive to the bank to check the balance. You must return here in fifteen minutes."
"yes."
His subordinates immediately drove away from the scene with their bank card.
Dong Zhiyong wiped the sweat from his face.
Although he had a chance to breathe for the time being, I wonder if Zhang Zhiguo's men would kill him after they came back.
There are indeed 80 million in the bank card.
But can you buy your own life for 80 million?
Will the other party even kill someone to silence him after getting the money?
Judging from Zhang Zhiguo's appearance, there is a high possibility of killing him.
Thinking of this, Dong Zhiyong said: "Lao Zhang, I don't know how much money you made with Han Yulong, but I think I can give you peace of mind for the rest of your life."
"With your eighty million, we have no worries."
"Haha, three people have 80 million, not necessarily? Besides, won't Han Yulong kill you?"
When Zhang Zhiguo heard Dong Zhiyong's words, he was stunned for a moment.
"Impossible, Mr. Han is not such a person."
"If I don't use him, I can let you kill you. If you don't use him, will you be killed? After all, you know more than me."
Zhang Zhiguo did not answer him immediately, as if he was thinking about what Dong Zhiyong said.
"Actually, you just want me to let you spare your life?" Finally, Zhang Zhiguo said, "No problem. I won't kill you later, as long as you transfer all your assets to me."
Dong Zhiyong grinned: "No problem, I just like to work with someone who is so cheerful like you."
About fifteen minutes, their car drove over quickly.
When they drove to them, the car stopped abruptly, the lights turned off, and a person walked out of it.
"How is it? Are there 80 million in it?" Zhang Zhiguo asked his subordinates who got out of the car.
"Yes, there are eighty million." said his men.
Zhang Zhiguo was happy and said, "It seems that we can really earn some retirement this time..."
Before he finished speaking, he swallowed it again.
Because he saw that another person came out of the car.
"Brother Zhang, he, he..."
His men were speechless in fear.
The man who got out of the car raised the bank card in his hand and smiled and said, "Is it a bit of a loss to buy a life of 80 million?"
Hearing this voice, Dong Zhiyong and Zhang Zhiguo's heads buzzed.
Because it was not someone else who spoke, it was Yang Xiaobao.
They never expected that Yang Xiaobao would follow him.
This, what's going on?
"You, how could you..."
Yang Xiaobao smiled and said, "How could I come here? It's very simple. It was your subordinates who brought me there."
It turned out that after Yang Xiaobao followed Yin Rui back, he sent the license plate number of the truck driven by the killer and the phone number he contacted with the killer to Wu Zhonghua in the provincial capital.
He asked Wu Zhonghua to check the license plate number and phone number.
Wu Zhonghua quickly found out that the car belonged to a freight transport truck in Chuncheng Hanjia Company.
And that phone number is a new number that was secretly issued and cannot be investigated.
When Yang Xiaobao heard that the truck belonged to the Han family, he immediately realized that it should have something to do with Han Yulong.
So he borrowed a car from Yin Rui and guarded the door of Yahe restaurant.
Sure enough, that night, he saw Dong Zhiyong leaving with Zhang Zhiguo and the others.
Yang Xiaobao drove to the outskirts of Chuncheng, but because the road they were walking was very remote, there were no street lights or vehicles passing by, Yang Xiaobao's car was easily discovered, so he decided to get off and follow.
Unexpectedly, Yang Xiaobao saw the car coming back on the way.
How could he take such a good opportunity?
After Yang Xiaobao controlled Zhang Zhiguo's subordinates, he easily asked about the details of the matter.
Zhang Zhiguo knew that the matter was exposed and gave a wink at the subordinate holding a gun.
His subordinates immediately understood what Zhang Zhiguo meant, and pointed the gun directly at Yang Xiaobao, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
"Bang!"
A fire flashed in the darkness.
At such a close distance, ordinary people will definitely not be able to escape this shot.
However, they were facing Yang Xiaobao.
After Zhang Zhiguo saw this shot, Yang Xiaobao was still standing there, and he felt a chill on his back.
Yang Xiaobao smiled and said quietly: "You can't beat me to death."
For these people, this voice was undoubtedly spoken by the devil.
They were all scared there.
Yang Xiaobao's body flashed and directly flashed in front of the guy holding the gun.
The guy reacted, and with a "ah", he hid backwards, raised the gun in his hand, trying to pull the trigger again.
But this time Yang Xiaobao would not give him a chance at all.
The guy felt his lower abdomen being hit hard and flew out.
I don’t know when the gun in my hand came to Yang Xiaobao’s hands.
Yang Xiaobao turned around and pointed the gun at Zhang Zhiguo.
"Bang!"
Yang Xiaobao pulled the trigger.
Zhang Zhiguo screamed, his knees weakened, and he knelt on the ground with one leg.
"Be honest with me." Yang Xiaobao said coldly, "Otherwise no one will leave alive today."
"Yang Xiaobao, we have no grudges with you, why do you want to fight us?" Zhang Zhiguo took a breath of air because of the pain and asked, "It's Dong Zhiyong who wants to kill you. Our Young Master Han is to help you eliminate Dong Zhiyong." This chapter has been completed!