"I can feel that Huangfulin will be furious to death after knowing these things." Song Wenting couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
Chen Fan disagreed: "That's because he reaped the consequences."
Then Chen Fan looked a little sad and said: "The manor I bought has been renovated by Feilong. When the renovation is completed, I will take my mother there with me. The environment there will be better and safer."
Song Wenting noticed the change in Chen Fan's expression and knew that he was worried about her mother's condition again, so she comforted her: "Don't worry, Auntie will be fine. We will definitely be able to find the girl in this competition."
Chen Fan nodded slightly, and then said: "But before the game starts, I have one more thing to deal with."
After he finished speaking, before Song Wenting could ask, Chen Fan took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
The call was answered quickly.
"Has Huangfulin contacted you?"
"Mr. Chen is really good at predicting things. Just now, Huangfulin personally called us and wanted to meet with us." The voice of a foreign man rang on the phone, and these people were the same group who assassinated Chen Fan before.
Foreign killer.
Soon, the foreign man explained: "Mr. Chen, he must have met us to deal with you. How about we find a reason not to see him?"
Having seen Chen Fan's power, the foreign man was obviously worried that he would offend Chen Fan.
But what the foreign man didn't expect was that Chen Fan said, "Why don't you see him? If you don't see him, how can you get rid of him for me?"
The foreign man was startled: "Mr. Chen, are you planning to take action?"
"good."
"However, if we take action, we may not have time to evacuate."
"Ten billion, I will transfer it all to your account in advance." Chen Fan continued.
The foreign man fell into a brief silence.
But in just a few seconds, the foreign man promised: "Mr. Chen, as long as you can ensure that the funds arrive, we will complete the task."
Don't they, who live a life of licking blood on the edge of a knife, just want to make money that they can't spend all their lives?
"I'm waiting for your good news." After saying that, Chen Fan hung up the phone.
Song Wenting, who was standing aside, had already guessed something after hearing Chen Fan's conversation. However, she did not ask, but stood beside Chen Fan silently.
In a suburban villa, a Rolls-Royce slowly parked at the door of a villa.
A middle-aged man got out of the car and walked towards the villa with a gloomy face.
"Boss Huangfu." Several foreign men stood in the courtyard of the villa, greeting each other, and this middle-aged man was none other than Huangfulin.
Huangfulin was completely unaware of the danger he would encounter next, and walked straight into the villa without saying a word.
Several foreign men followed Huangfulin.
"Why are you missing someone?" Huangfulin observed very carefully, and he could tell at a glance that they were missing someone.
The foreign man responded: "Mark went to observe the surrounding situation. We do this every day. After all, this is Beijing, and everything must be handled carefully."
Huangfulin nodded slightly. Because he was in a bad mood, he didn't think much and said again: "I came here this time just to know when will you attack Chen Fan again?"
Huangfulin, who wished that Chen Fan would die in front of him right away, obviously couldn't wait any longer.
"Boss Huangfu, this kind of thing cannot be rushed. I have to be responsible for the safety of my brother. After all, after the last failure, many people in Kyoto are looking for us." The foreign man responded.
"I can only give you two days at most. If I can't get the news of Chen Fan's murder within two days, you won't want the 10% share!" Huangfulin threatened coldly.
The foreign men looked at each other, and a chill flashed in the eyes of the leading man.
"What? Is it possible that you really don't want this 10% share?" Huangfulin asked when he saw that several people were silent.
But at this moment, the foreign man received a message on his cell phone.
When he took a look, a hint of joking suddenly appeared in his eyes, and at the same time, he showed the contents of the phone to several others.
Immediately, a burst of excitement appeared on the faces of several people, because the ten billion that Chen Fan mentioned had been received.
The foreign man in the lead raised an eyebrow, looked at Huangfulin and asked: "Boss Huangfu, if we really get rid of Chen Fan, will you really give us 10% of the shares?"
Huangfulin frowned slightly: "What do you mean? You can't trust me? Or can't you trust the Huangfu family?"
The foreign man sneered: "Boss Huangfu, it's not that we can't trust you. This is just empty talk. If we really get rid of Chen Fan and you really don't give us these shares, who will we go to to reason with?"
"What's more, when the time comes, we, as wanted criminals, will not be able to see the light of day. If we are betrayed or silenced by you, won't we suffer a big loss?"
A cold light flashed in Huangfulin's eyes: "Then what do you want?"
"I have inquired before that the market value of Triumph Shipping Group is about 500 billion. 10% of the shares is 50 billion. I don't want to take away 50 billion directly. You only need to give us 20 billion first.
We can get rid of Chen Fan. After that, how about you give us the remaining 30 billion?" the man asked.
Huangfulin's face gradually turned ugly: "Even if we find the world's top killer, I'm afraid I can't get this one percent. Do you think you are worthy?"
"hehe."
Hearing this, the men all laughed.
"Why are you laughing?" Huangfulin asked.
"What we laugh at is that fortunately we believed that person's words, otherwise, we might not have gotten anything and our lives would have been in vain."
"That person? Who?"
"Boss Huangfu, you have no right to know."
Huangfulin's face was cold. He looked at the people with unkind expressions and stood up to leave: "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. If you don't want to cooperate, then get out!"
After saying that, Huangfulin walked towards the door with an angry look on his face.
However, just when Huangfulin passed by a few foreign men, he was stopped by them.
"What do you want? This is my villa, and everyone outside the door belongs to me." Huangfulin asked coldly.
"Boss Huangfu, since we are no longer in a cooperative relationship, then I naturally have to complete my employer's tasks." The man looked at Huangfulin jokingly.
"Employer? There are other employers when you come to Beijing?" Huangfulin was stunned for a while.
"That's natural. Otherwise, wouldn't our brothers' trip be in vain?"
"Eat everything inside and outside! What do you want?" Although Huangfulin was shocked, he still pointed at the other party and cursed.
"Crack!"
Suddenly, a slap sounded, and a strong man raised his hand and slapped Huangfulin on the face.
"Ouch!" said.
Huangfulin fell down on the sofa behind him.
"You, you dare to hit me!" Huangfulin glared at several people angrily.
But just when he was about to get up, he suddenly discovered that there was a tiny silver needle stuck in the armrest of the sofa!