Chapter 522 If you dare to lie to me, you will die
Gao Ming said it very seriously, but Zhang Dalu saw that he didn't seem to be joking, and since he was a little curious, he nodded, and then winked at the boy at the door.
Of course, the younger brother knew what Brother Da Lu was thinking. He opened the door silently and walked out, but he did not go far and stood guard at the door to prevent anyone from eavesdropping.
There were three people left in the room, but Gao Ming obviously didn't want Ye Xingyu to hear the secret, so he turned around and ordered: "You also go out and wait for a while. I'll call you when I get the money!"
Ye Xingyu didn't ask any questions, turned around and walked out of the room without hesitation.
The mustache outside the door saw Ye Xingyu coming out, took out a cigarette case from his body, gestured to the latter, and asked nonchalantly: "Do you smoke?"
Ye Xingyu shook his head and said that he did not smoke.
The mustache took out one by himself, put it in his mouth, bit it, and lit it with the lighter on his hand.
The two of them were like door gods, standing on the left and right by the door, looking at the group of gamblers in the hall.
However, Mustache's focus was on the gambling scene he saw in front of him, while Ye Xingyu was secretly eavesdropping on the conversation between the two people in the house.
Ye Xingyu's clever deception also aroused Ye Xingyu's interest. He also wanted to know what secret the other party had that could be worth five million.
The mahjong hall is filled with all kinds of noisy sounds, which will affect hearing judgment to some extent, but Ye Xingyu is an ancient martial artist at the Danjin level, and his hearing is extremely sharp. When he concentrates his mind, he can hear the sound even if he is separated by a room.
Through the door, one can also hear the conversation between Gao Ming and Zhang Dalu. If coupled with the penetration observation of the soul power, even the picture can be seen.
In the small room, Gao Ming took two steps forward, across the large desk, and lowered his voice and said to Zhang Dalu: "I know where Sister Lan hides her money. I believe Brother Dalu would be interested in knowing about it, right?"
"What? You mean... Liar Lan's little vault?" Zhang Dalu was shocked and sat up straight in an instant.
Gao Ming nodded slightly and made a "hmm" sound from his nostrils.
"Say it!" Zhang Dalu put away his cheerful expression and became serious, "When I get the money, I can give you five million, no problem!"
"Brother Dalu, are you kidding me?" Gao Ming's face changed, as if he was angry, "I am only responsible for providing secrets. As for whether you can get the money or not, it has nothing to do with me!"
"Joke! How do I know whether what you said is true or false? If you use false news to deceive me, wouldn't I become a fucking fool?" Zhang Dalu curled his lips as if to sneer, "What's more, you are a liar Lan
People, I don’t know what kind of virtue a liar is? Who knows, are you two working together to set a trap for me?”
Gao Ming was immediately speechless.
Since he claimed to be Liar Lan's younger brother, he must also be a charlatan. How could Zhang Dalu not be on guard?
Gao Ming was silent for a few seconds, then he used his most sincere expression and tried his best to persuade: "Brother Dalu, I don't dare to lie to anyone! If you get angry, why don't you cut me into pieces?"
Zhang Dalu glared at Gao Ming angrily: "Do you think I'm stupid? If you take the money and run away, where will I find you?"
Gao Ming was mute again and couldn't find any words for a moment.
In fact, Gao Ming really didn't lie. He did inadvertently know where Sister Lan hid her money, and he really planned to use this secret in exchange for five million. Unfortunately, Zhang Dalu was very wary and would not believe it easily.
At this moment, the negotiation seemed to have reached a deadlock, and the room instantly became quiet. Both of them were thinking in their hearts and weighing the pros and cons.
Zhang Dalu was really interested and wanted to know where Liar Lan hid his money.
And Gao Ming also made up his mind to get 5 million to pay off Bai Xue's debt and redeem himself.
Although neither of them spoke, neither wanted the deal to collapse, so they had to compete patiently to see who would give in first.
In the end, Gao Ming came up with a compromise. He gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Dalu, how about this! You take out five million first and give it to my friend outside to take away, and I myself will
What do you think about staying here as a hostage until you confirm that the news is true, and then let me go?"
The implication is that if this news is false, then I will kill or behead you as you please.
Hearing this suggestion, Zhang Dalu said nothing, picked up a cigarette butt from the ashtray on the table with his fingers, lit it with a match, put it in his mouth and took two puffs, then put out the cigarette butt and threw it away again.
Back in the ashtray.
During the whole process, he had been thinking about it, and finally decided to take a gamble. He raised his head and looked at Gao Ming seriously, and said sternly: "Okay, I will give you a chance. If you dare to lie to me, then
You’re dead!”
Gao Ming forced an ugly smile on his face and kept saying "I don't dare".
Zhang Dalu was too lazy to talk nonsense and waved his hand to Gao Ming, telling him to stay away and not get so close.
Gao Ming took a few steps back knowingly, almost reaching the door.
Zhang Dalu bent down, as if he wanted to pick up something.
It turned out that under his large desk, there was a metal safe over half a meter high, with a rotary-type combination lock on the door.
Zhang Dalu followed the "shun-counter-shun" operation method and turned the dial scale to the appropriate position. Then he pulled the door handle and the safe door was opened.
There were stacks of banknotes inside, all of them large purple 500-yuan notes, some old and new, all tied up with rubber bands.
Zhang Dalu kept taking money with his hands and placing it neatly on his desk. He didn't stop until he almost emptied the safe.
Then, Zhang Dalu pointed to the pile of money on the table and said to Gao Ming calmly: "A bundle of 100,000 yuan. There are fifty bundles here. The total is five million. Come and count it yourself."
It was the first time for Gao Ming to see so many cash and banknotes placed together. It was inevitable that his heartbeat would speed up and his breathing would become short.
However, the money was not his own and had to be given to Ye Xingyu. Gao Ming did not want to intervene to avoid taking responsibility, so he said: "I asked my friend to come in to get the money and let him count it."
Zhang Dalu nodded in acquiescence, and Gao Ming called Ye Xingyu in from outside the door and asked him to count by himself.
In this case, even if the counting is wrong, it has nothing to do with cleverness. Whoever counts the money will be responsible.
As a result, when Ye Xingyu came in, he didn't bother to check the numbers at all. He just casually glanced at the pile of money on the table and said, "The number should be correct, but is there a bag for me to put it in?"
Zhang Dalu actually took out a few large black plastic bags from the drawer, threw them forward, and said impatiently: "Take the bags and pack them yourself!"