Old John said, moving close to his big table, where there is an alarm button, and the whole villa area bodyguards will come running as soon as they press it.
Lin Cheng tugged at SisJohn’s tie and kept his feet on the ground. The door was followed by a sad brown.
"Hey, Brown, didn’t old John owe you money? You go and ask him to let me talk to him first." Lin Cheng grabbed Sis John and threw it directly to the ground.
This is old John’s hand, which is very close to the alarm button. He has also heard of this oriental small skill, and he dare not take it lightly. His hand will touch the alarm button in ten centimeters.
"Oops!" Old John shouted, clutching his wrist, that Lin Cheng had caught a bottle cap in his hand. When he came, he was going to give the old John family a horse. It happened that he saw that old John’s hand was shaking and he was going to touch the desk. Of course, Lin Cheng didn’t know the alarm here. He thought that old John was going to the desk to get a gun.
A small bottle cap was poured into Lin Cheng’s hand, which was not as powerful as a bullet. Old John was a ruthless man, but he was rarely injured for more than ten years, because many things didn’t happen. Suddenly, his wrist was hit by a bottle cap, and the bottle cap didn’t hit the surface directly. Because of the pouring of the bottle cap, the wrist of old John was cracked directly.
Recently, Lin Cheng also found himself playing the magical power more and more vigorously. A bottle cap bounced out with the help of super finger force, which was so powerful.
"Grandpa!" When little John saw that grandpa was injured by Lin Cheng, he had to struggle to hold grandpa. Because old John moved, he also saw it in his eyes. He knew that there was an alarm button at the bottom of grandpa’s desk, and the alarm was pressed before he could negotiate with this little weight.
Little John has seen Lin Cheng with his own eyes. He has no illusions about any pistol. If he has a submachine gun in his hand, he can gamble.
But Lin Cheng won’t give him this chance. Lin Cheng picked up little John with the other hand. "How much do they owe you, Brown?"
Brown is still in a daze. He dare not look at old John’s cruel eyes.
"202,000 euros"
"That’s good." Lin Cheng grabbed old John by the collar. Although old John broke one hand, his other hand was idle and struggling to hit Lin Chengtou.
Lin Cheng grabbed old John’s hand and shook his strength, which filled his limbs from the abdomen. This shaking was a Tai Chi bullet and shook the bones of old John as soon as it shook.
Naturally, old John’s fist fell to the ground like a pool of mud.
"Hurry up and give 200,000 euros to Brown Horse. I don’t want to say it again."
Old John’s bones were shaken by Lin Cheng, but in fact he was not hurt, but he was full of strength in a minute or two.
"Brown, do you have a card? Ask him to transfer money for you."
Brown told old John the card number, and old John also knew that men don’t eat short-term losses and transferred the account to Brown with anger. Now he doesn’t hate this oriental smallness, but even hates Brown.
Brown meets many people in the bar every day, and he has a strong ability to look at his face. Of course, he can see that old John hates him. Even if he walks out of here, his generation will live in the pursuit of the John family unless he hides in the sky.
Lin Cheng watched old John transfer the account to Brown. "Wait, aren’t you going to give me some mental loss?" You hunted me down several times and almost killed me in Somalia. "
Old John looked at the oriental boy with resentment and burst out of his teeth with the words "Little boy, one day you will know what the consequences are of blackmailing the John family"
Lin Cheng doesn’t care that he took over the account of old John just now and asked him to enter the password again. Lin Cheng looked at the balance of 150 million euros. He directly entered the amount into the Brown account and pressed OK.
Brown looked on with tears in his eyes, but the euro was more important than life.
Take Qian Lincheng, you’re welcome. Clap two hands on old John’s head and directly beat them into drooling dementia.
Clap your hands after these Lin Cheng seems to have accomplished a trivial thing.
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? Brown saw Lin Cheng pat him gently behind their heads, but John’s eyes, old and young, were distracted at the same time. This distraction was not death, but concentration.
It is much more difficult to beat a person into dementia than to kill him directly with one hand, which requires advanced skill and subtle control of strength, and the control of strength should not be too deep or too shallow around the cerebral cortex, which is very strict with the skill of the palm.
Brown looked at the man of the hour in the two small towns in front of him, and he seemed to be surprised that his mind was still stuck in the 150 million euros in his account.
"Let’s go" Lin Chengyi waved and went out with Brown, but they haven’t heard the footsteps at the door yet, and Lin Chengyi and Lablanc are not alone, hiding behind the door.
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock.
Lin Cheng took Brown’s fat body and tried to hide behind the sofa, but the sofa was not too high and Brown’s fat body could not be covered by the sofa.
Just as Brown tried to hide his body, the door was pushed.
"Oh, my God, old John, what’s wrong with you?" People looked at old John’s drooling in surprise and quickly held him forward.
"Call an ambulance quickly," the bearer ordered.
Then the whole villa got busy and didn’t pay attention to the two murderers behind the sofa.
While waiting for the ambulance to come, Lin Cheng and Brown had to hide behind the sofa all the time, but there were more and more outsiders. Lin Cheng could hear a burst of footsteps, but no one entered the room. Obviously, this was the majesty of old John, and people and bodyguards were afraid to set foot in old John’s room.
Lin Cheng is fine. He won’t be tired if he keeps moving for three or two days, but Brown can’t. He is too fat, and he will be exhausted even if he keeps moving.
"Oh, my God, we are finished!" Brown kept mumbling.
"Now I give you two choices. First, let’s walk out. If we don’t encounter cross-examination, everything will be fine. If we encounter cross-examination, we will kill you. Are you afraid?"
Lin Cheng is not even afraid of the Party Central Committee, let alone a gangster. No matter how powerful the gangster is, he will not openly use missile planes. At best, he will be a submachine gun, but Brown will tremble with fear. You know, he is not facing three or five people, but a world-famous huge gangster.
But I’m not afraid at the moment because old John and little John are not crazy by themselves, but the gang won’t care about these things. If they find out, they will tear themselves to pieces.
Brown now regrets to death, because this oriental directly pushed himself to the brink of destruction, and his horse was about to escape.
But fear is not the way. Brown’s mind sweeps away his fear and his brain works. "The ambulance usually comes in ten minutes, but now it’s seven minutes since the man talked, and they haven’t found us yet. Then why don’t we wait? When these people leave with the ambulance, we can escape."
Lin Cheng also nodded in agreement with Brown’s statement, because although he may run away with his speed, he has no gold bell, iron cloth shirt, no bullet and no guarantee that he will not be hurt in front of him. Brown’s statement is the most suitable way to escape at present.
Brown feels that it is really like a year now, and every second is so hard, but fortunately, after a long wait, the ambulance came and several people in the room went downstairs with the ambulance.
Lin Cheng looked up and saw that the house was really empty. Old John and young John were taken away by the ambulance together. At this time, the people inside and the bodyguards outside were in front of the ambulance, watching or following the car. This is always the most amazing thing before the annual Mafia Congress.
Brown just got up and was ready to go, but when he knelt just now, his legs were too long and his blood was not flowing. As soon as he got together, he almost fell down. At least there was a sofa in front of him.
Brown rubbed his legs for a long time before his qi and blood flowed.
"Go!" Lin Chenggang was about to leave when suddenly his eyes fell on the old Brown table, and a knife with a good shape was placed on the table, and Lin Cheng stole it and took it away.