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Chapter 481
When Ben talked about money, he became cautious. He rubbed his chin and thought for a while, “My sister is good-looking and has labor. If you are willing to buy her, even if you don’t like her, she will be useful.”
“So, give me a million, and I will sell her to you. As long as you give me the money, she will belong to you.”
Hubert pretended to be uneasy, “You say sell her to me, just sell her to me? Does your word work? She is a big living person.”
Ben was afraid that Hubert would change his mind, and said quickly, “You can rest assured that my words are guaranteed to be useful. I have the final say in my family. She is just a wild child adopted by our family without a father or mother. Raising her so big, it’s time to pay us back.”
“You used to ask her for money?” Hubert asked seemingly inadvertently.
Ben didn’t think too much about it. The spoiled child is also very simple as a ba5tard. “My family raised her. It’s normal for me to ask her for some money.”
Hubert sneered and kept him up.
Did they really raise her?
He closed his eyes and suppressed his emotions, “You can write me a note.”
When Ben heard the play, he was very energetic, “I write the handwriting, will you give me one million?”
“Yes.” Hubert said.
“I write.” Ben agreed without even thinking about it.
“Welsh get him paper and pen.” Hubert ordered.
Welsh turned around and went into the house to take out a pen and paper, and handed it to Ben.
Ben didn’t go to school much. He started fooling around when he was in junior high school. Holding a pen and paper in his hand, he didn’t know what he could write. He scratched his head and said, “How do you write?”
“Welsh, teach him.”
Welsh glanced at Hubert and asked in a low voice, “What do you want him to write?”
Hubert was calm and gentle, “Buying and selling.”
Welsh understands that this is to leave evidence of Ben selling people.
Welsh says let Ben write, and Ben’s heart is the one million, so he writes whatever Welsh says.
Ten minutes later, Welsh took Ben’s writing over to show him.
The skewed handwriting is not as good as the pupils’ writing, but the content is not bad, so he handed it back to Welsh, “Let him press his fingerprints.”
Welsh handed the paper to Ben, “press the handprint.”
“If you don’t give me an inkpad, how can I press it?”
Welsh spread his hands, “We don’t have that stuff. If we don’t, we will use blood instead.”
Ben’s face changed, blood, whose blood?
“You don’t want the one million to leave now, I don’t have time to spend it with you.” Hubert expressed deliberate eagerness.
Actually compressing their thinking time.
The group of ba5tards behind Ben persuaded, “One million, don’t you just spot blood? Make a small cut with your finger, and you won’t have it.”
Ben stared at the man who just spoke, “Isn’t it just a little blood? Then scratch your hand?”
In fact, Ben deliberately, he himself does not want to break the flesh, he is afraid of pain.
Knowing that these guys care about money.
After all, he has money, and he can also take them to eat spicy food.
“Mine is mine, but if you get one million, you have to give me twenty thousand.”
Ben agreed without thinking, “Okay.”
One million, if he gives him 20,000, he has 980,000.
The man bit his finger and handed it to Ben, “Here.”
Ben’s index finger was stained with blood and pressed his handprint on the paper, and threw the paper into Welsh’s arms, “Is it all right now?”
“Okay, I don’t have cash for one million now. I’ll make a call and let someone deliver it.” As Hubert had already taken out the phone, he dialed out.
Ben is already planning what he wants to do with money, “When I get the money, I will ask you to go to the restaurant for a meal, and then dark night, I heard that there are so many g!rls there. I ask you to play the best lady.”
From the beginning to the end, Carla didn’t speak, and watched the development quietly. She knew that Hubert would not let Ben go so easily.
Soon, the people who were supposed to bring the money came and surrounded the whole villa with more than a dozen cars in front and back. The door opened and forty or fifty people came down one after another, enclosing Ben and the dozen gangsters.
Chapter 482
Ben was stunned, he looked at Hubert, “You, this, this, what does this mean?”
Hubert raised his eyebrows and smiled, “You seem to like violence to solve problems, and it just so happens that I also have this hobby.”
“You!” Ben pointed at Hubert, “You lied to me!”
Hubert laughed louder, arrogantly, “Have I said I can’t do it?”
Someone leaned to Ben’s ear to remind him, “He seems to have never said it.”
Ben had a sense of humiliation from being played by someone. He kicked the person who had just spoken, and exclaimed, “When is it your turn to preach about others?!”
“Ben, are you crazy?” The kicked man covered his abdomen and bent over, staring at him.
“Who am I afraid of?” Ben looked terrifying. He drew a dagger from his waist and pounced at Hubert.
The opponent’s person is not good either, he was grabbed by his wrist as soon as he moved, pulled his backhand, and the dagger fell.
Hubert is going to go through legal procedures to make those who bully Erinn be punished, but before that, he has to make Ben suffer.
“You can do it, as long as you don’t die, I will carry everything.”
With Hubert’s words, those people had no scruples. They copied out the baseball bat and aimed at the people who Ben brought. It was a crazy fight. It was not Ben’s people who didn’t want to fight back, but Hubert’s people too. Many, a few people beat one person, there is no room to fight back at all.
In this ‘battle-struggle’ Hubert’s people beat Ben’s people to beg for mercy in a crushing situation.
Someone in ‘Ghost Cry Wolf Howl’ begged for mercy, “Don’t fight, we dare not.”
They were beaten lying on the ground holding their heads, curled up like a hedgehog.
“That’s right, we didn’t come here to find the fault on purpose, it’s Ben, it’s all Ben…”
“A group of cowards!” Ben hated these spineless guys, and begged for mercy after only two hits. If they were willing to fight with all their strength, they would still hope to win.
The old god Hubert was sitting there and instructed Cindy, “Move a stool for Miss Lane. Such a scene is not often seen.”
Carla frowned, so violent, so cold-blooded Hubert, she saw him once.
“These people, they just owe a lesson. They thought I will send them in for a few days and they will be fine when they come out. After that, they will do all the bad things. Today I will take care of their parents and discipline them, how to behave!”
“Miss Lane.” Cindy put the stool behind Carla.
Carla didn’t want to see such a scene. The dozen or so punks had already lost their voices, and could only hear the muffled sound of the bat hitting people.
Hubert turned to look at her, “Do you think I am cruel?”
Carla pursed her lips and said nothing. There are so many good and evil in this world, she is so small that she can’t judge.
Subconsciously, she agrees with Hubert’s approach, but she is unwilling to look directly at it.
Welsh came over and asked, “What should I do now?”
Hubert looked at Welsh and was very dissatisfied with the questions he asked. After staying with him for so long, doesn’t he understand his thoughts?
Welsh suddenly realized, “Send to the police station.” After saying that, he went to clean up those unconscious punks who had been beaten.
“Mr. Tate.” A thin-looking man walked over as he watched as a gentleman.
This person is the leader of those dozens of people, and these same people are also ba5tards, but they seem to be very familiar with Hubert.
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