Chapter 211: Cheng Yiyan

Tsim Sha Tsui, a parking garage in a certain building,

Inside a gray van, Zhuo Ziqiang and the others were checking their gear.

Looking at the elevator not far away and the Mercedes parked on the side, Zhuo Ziqiang's eyes were full of seriousness: "When the person comes down later, you go up and take him away, understand? Don't give him a chance to react!"

"Understood, Brother Qiang!"

Hearing Zhuo Ziqiang's words, the people beside him immediately became serious.

Having followed Cheng Yiyan for five or six days, they had finally found an opportunity.

Taking advantage of the other party coming to secretly meet his celebrity girlfriend, they thought of taking him away from the parking lot.

And just as everyone was preparing to act, Hong Jing stared at the location not far away: "He's coming!"

"Swish!"

Pulling down their masks in unison, everyone stared at the elevator location.

"Ding!"

The elevator door opened, and three bodyguards escorted Cheng Yiyan down.

And just as the bodyguards opened the car door, they suddenly sensed something was wrong.

Because a gray van suddenly drove over, blocking the front of the car straight on.

Drawing their guns, the bodyguards were about to resist when they saw dark gun barrels pointed at them.

Looking at the shotguns before them, they instantly fell silent.

Because they only earned a few thousand a month; was it worth risking their lives?

Fearfully closing the car door, Cheng Yiyan immediately took out his phone to make a call, seemingly wanting to find someone to save himself.

"Open the door, you bastard!"

Coming before the car door and roaring, Zhuo Ziqiang couldn't help but bellow.

"Damn it, this is a custom bulletproof car, go eat shit!"

Looking at the fierce Zhuo Ziqiang outside, Cheng Yiyan couldn't help but mock him.

However, before Cheng Yiyan could finish his words, the car door on the side was opened.

Blinking blankly, Cheng Yiyan was completely stunned in place.

Because he seemed to have only locked his own car door, the one on the side... he forgot!

Seeing Hong Jing holding a Black Star pointed at him, Cheng Yiyan immediately raised his hands: "Don't shoot, don't shoot, I'm coming out now!"

And just as Cheng Yiyan was dragged out, Zhuo Ziqiang rushed up and threw a punch.

"Puff!"

With a punch to the stomach, Cheng Yiyan couldn't help but feel pain.

"You told me to eat shit, right? You bastard!"

Hammering Cheng Yiyan, Zhuo Ziqiang couldn't help but roar.

"Big Brother, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

Looking at Zhuo Ziqiang with fear, Cheng Yiyan felt aggrieved at this moment.

"Go!"

Dragging Cheng Yiyan into the car, Hong Jing turned his head: "You didn't think that just because the car wasn't started, you could lock the car door, did you?"

Looking at Hong Jing awkwardly, Zhuo Ziqiang said guiltily: "I didn't know!"

"I'm truly defeated!"

Covering his forehead, Hong Jing didn't know what to say.

Inside the cramped van, Cheng Yiyan's eyes were covered, and his hands and feet were tied up.

"Big Brother, if you want money, just say so. I can give you a lot of money. Also, I'm also someone from the streets; I know Brother Cheng from the Cheng Character Pile..."

Unclear about his current situation, Cheng Yiyan could only try to find a way to compensate.

But looking at Cheng Yiyan beside him, Zhuo Ziqiang stared blankly at Hong Jing, because this was "one of our own"!

Facing Zhuo Ziqiang's gaze, Hong Jing hurriedly shook his head.

Because if they really knew each other, the boss wouldn't have sent him.

"Bang!"

With a punch to Cheng Yiyan's stomach, Hong Jing immediately roared: "Trying to scare us with Brother Cheng, right! Do you think we're vegetarians?"

"Woo woo woo..."

Covering his stomach in pain, Cheng Yiyan was about to collapse.

He was chasing celebrities, singing songs; how did he encounter fierce bandits as soon as he went downstairs? This world was too outrageous!

And just as Cheng Yiyan didn't know where he was, the gray van slowly stopped.

Bringing Cheng Yiyan to a dilapidated hut inside, Zhuo Ziqiang threw him into an iron cage and then locked it with an iron chain.

Arriving at the doorway, Hong Jing took out his phone: "Boss, the person is handled. What should we do next?" "Just let Zhuo Ziqiang be responsible; he's a professional!"

After chatting with Hong Jing for a few sentences, Zhang Cheng hung up the phone.

Because he knew that professional matters must be left to professional people.

"Swish!"

Cold water from the faucet sprayed onto the cage, and Cheng Yiyan immediately wailed.

Because although this season wasn't very cold, that was a high-pressure faucet!

Looking at Cheng Yiyan playfully, Zhuo Ziqiang stepped forward: "Boss Cheng, my brothers want to borrow some money from you to spend. What are your thoughts?"

"How much, how much do you want? I'll give you money, don't kill me!"

Disguising himself as cowardly, the thing Cheng Yiyan wanted to do most right now was to run out quickly, and then find a way to kill Zhuo Ziqiang's group.

"Good, Boss Cheng is generous. I want 2 billion, cash, old bills, non-sequential!"

Speaking with a smile, Zhuo Ziqiang spoke slowly.

"2 billion? And old, non-sequential bills?"

Speaking in shock, Cheng Yiyan didn't know if Zhuo Ziqiang was crazy at this moment, because even if "Banana Li" wanted to withdraw this amount of money, it would be very troublesome!

"Right, do you have a problem?"

Moving a chair and sitting down, Zhuo Ziqiang lit a cigarette and spoke.

"It's too much, I can't mobilize that much cash!"

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Speaking with grievance, Cheng Yiyan explained the trouble.

But after hearing Cheng Yiyan's words, Zhuo Ziqiang roared: "Do you think this is buying vegetables at the market? We agreed on 2 billion, not a cent less, otherwise I'll cut off one of your hands first!"

"I'll make a call, I want to make a call, I'll have them raise the money!"

Speaking with fear, Cheng Yiyan's heart was full of rage at this moment.

Because Zhuo Ziqiang and the others simply thought he was a money printer!

Two days later at the Jiawen Group, an arrogant-looking Zhuo Ziqiang walked in.

Looking at the man before her, Zhang Jiawen couldn't help but step forward, her face full of rage.

But before she could speak, Zeng Jianqiao beside her stopped her.

"You two, you've really worked hard!"

Speaking with a face full of smiles, Zhuo Ziqiang narrowed his eyes playfully.

"I'm telling you, if anything happens to A-Yan, I'll take your life!"

Looking angrily at Zhuo Ziqiang, Zhang Jiawen roared.

"Wow, you saying that makes me so scared!"

Feigning cowardice, Zhuo Ziqiang stepped forward coldly, then sat on the sofa like a boss: "When can the 1 billion mentioned last time be ready?"

"We need to mobilize funds, we still need time!"

Looking at Zhuo Ziqiang before him, Zeng Jianqiao couldn't help but speak.

"Time? It doesn't matter. For every day you're slow, I'll cut off one of his fingers! Let's see if you have more time or if he has more fingers!"

Speaking playfully, Zhuo Ziqiang sneered.

"Two days, give us two more days, I'll definitely raise enough money!"

Looking at Zhuo Ziqiang before him, Zeng Jianqiao became serious.

Because the fact that Cheng Yiyan had been kidnapped absolutely could not be leaked, otherwise the entire Jiawen Group would be in big trouble.

"Good, I'll believe you once. Two days. If I don't see 1 billion in two days, you can just wait to collect his corpse!"

Standing up, Zhuo Ziqiang came before Zhang Jiawen with a playful face: "I just like a woman like you, you're really exciting! Hahaha!"

Watching Zhuo Ziqiang leave, Zhang Jiawen couldn't help but grit her teeth: "Bastard!"

"Go contact Zhang Yuehan, ask if Far East Real Estate is interested in taking over the land under our name!"

Taking a deep breath, the only person Zeng Jianqiao could think of now was Zhang Yuehan.

Because of background issues, Zhang Yuehan's nephew could produce a large amount of cash, and it wouldn't be noticed by people in the circle.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 212 =====