"Yan Zhuo, what do you mean?" Zheng He angrily tore the contract in half.
Yan Zhuo looked impatient, "What? Manager Zheng is illiterate. It is clearly written above! You don't need me to say it again."
"You..." Zheng He wanted to say something more, but Duan Songtao raised his hand to interrupt him. He was obviously a little calm, "Old Zheng, look at the people around you. If we don't draw this contract today, I'm afraid the superior officer won't be able to get out of here."
"What? He still dares to kill us?" Zheng He looked disdainful.
"I, Yan Zhuo, stopped doing murder a long time ago. As a businessman, how can I have a murderous intention? This is not a world." Yan Zhuo licked the juice from the sauced chicken drumsticks on his hands, "I just said After that, if the two bosses are unwilling to resell, you can leave now, and no one will stop you."
After saying that, he winked at the men in black, who immediately stepped aside with understanding and made way for a way out.
Although they made way for them, Duan Songtao and Zheng He always felt that something was wrong, but they couldn't figure out what was wrong.
Duan Songtao frowned and thought for a moment, then warned, "Yan Zhuo, you'd better not play any tricks with the two of us."
"Why are you talking so much nonsense?" Yan Zhuo was still impatient, "I told you to leave, and the road was cleared for you, what tricks are you trying to do?"
"Okay!" Lao Duan looked directly at Yan Zhuo, "Then we will believe you once. Lao Zheng, let's go."
"Yes!" Lao Zheng nodded and followed Lao Duan towards the door.
"Help...help..." But at this moment, a cry came out.
I saw a young man covered in blood running over as if he was running away. Behind him was a burly man carrying a three-foot steel knife who was chasing him aggressively, "Stop, don't run."
The young man was scared and shouted for help while running forward.
Duan Songtao and Zheng He were about to collide head-on. They hurriedly stepped aside, and the young man just passed by their eyes and headed straight towards Yan Zhuo.
But before the young man could get close to Yan Zhuo, he was stopped by two men in black with sharp eyes and quick hands. He prayed desperately, "Master Yan, please spare me, spare me... .”
At this time, the knife-wielding man also caught up. Yan Zhuo looked at him with a puzzled look and asked, "Dazhuang, who is this kid?"
"Brother, this kid is Feng Hai's son Feng Lin, and he was captured by me." The knife-wielding man said with a smile.
Duan Songtao and Zheng He were both shocked when they heard Feng Hai's words. They naturally knew Feng Hai and could be said to be old friends. Although they haven't had tea together for a long time recently, they know that Feng Hai's son has been sent to Jixia Academy since he was ten years old and will not come back for several years. How could he appear here?
"Feng Hai's son?" Yan Zhuo frowned, "Why did you catch his son when you had no time?"
Da Zhuang scratched his head, "Brother, didn't you say that his father didn't sign the contract, so you ordered me to capture Feng Hai's son from Jixia Academy?"
"When did I tell you?" Yan Zhuo asked.
Da Zhuang reacted, "Oh... Brother, maybe I remembered it wrong, haha... But it was a coincidence that this kid happened to be out of the academy to do something, so he was caught."
Duan Songtao and Zheng He looked at each other. Could it be that he was really Feng Hai's son, Feng Lin?
Although the two of them are familiar with Feng Hai, his son has been sent to the academy since he was ten years old, and they have no idea what he will look like now.
With an angry look on his face, Yan Zhuo opened his mouth to say something else, but suddenly felt his trousers sink. He discovered that the boy named Feng Lin had broken free, and ran over to catch him with all his strength. But before he could speak, he was pulled back by the man in black, but he still prayed again, "Brother Yan, I beg you to spare me, that's my father, he doesn't want to sign the contract, that's him It has nothing to do with my son, I don’t want to die, Brother Yan, as long as you let me go, I will do whatever you want..."
But before he finished speaking, he was stepped on the ground by Da Zhuang who came with a knife, "Boy, you can touch my eldest brother's legs."
After saying that, he cut off Feng Lin's entire left arm with a knife, like chopping melons and vegetables, and screams instantly filled the entire temple.
Duan Songtao and Zheng He were also frightened by this scene. They had never seen such a scene before, and they were stunned for a while. It wasn't until Da Zhuang threw the severed arm in front of them that he came back to his senses and hurriedly stepped forward to check on Feng Lin, but it was too late. Feng Ming had already closed his eyes, and no matter how they shouted, it was of no avail.
Zheng He stood up, pointed at Da Zhuang who was standing with a knife, and looked at Yan Zhuo, "Yan Zhuo. Are you just going to allow your men to act recklessly and hurt people's lives?"
"Oh?" Yan Zhuo clicked his ears, "Are the two bosses leaving yet?"
"Yan Zhuo, please stop pretending to me." Old Zheng pointed at Yan Zhuo angrily, "You have to pay with your life for killing someone."
"This person was not injured by me, Yan Zhuo. It seems to have nothing to do with me, right?" Yan Zhuo disagreed.
"You..." Lao Zheng wanted to say something more, but Lao Duan interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "Yan Zhuo, what is your purpose?"
Yan Zhuo suddenly burst out laughing, stood up from the sofa, took two identical coupons and walked to stop in front of Duan Songtao and Zheng He, "I just want the two bosses to draw this contract." The subordinate of mine is indeed a bit difficult to control. Without my order, he arrested Feng’s son and lost an arm. Isn’t it that you two had better make the pledge as soon as possible? Otherwise, I can’t guarantee what my men will do to the families of the two leaders.”
"Yan Zhuo, are you threatening us two?" Lao Duan asked in a deep voice.
Yan Zhuo looked at the contract in his hand and said, "How can this be a threat? I just wanted to give you two a heads up."
In fact, Duan Songtao will only face two choices now, one is to make a bet, and the other is not to make a bet.
If he signed a pledge, he would feel sorry for the Pearl Chamber of Commerce. After all, he had been doing business for decades and had developed feelings for him long ago. It can be said that without the Pearl Chamber of Commerce, his wealth would not have been possible.
But if there is no sign, then his family will be in danger. Although he is not sure, he does not dare to bet, because they are his relatives.
However, no matter which one he chose, it was not the result he wanted to see, but looking at the situation in front of him, he had to choose.
In the end, Duan Songtao gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I'll sign."
"Old Duan." Lao Zheng looked at him with disbelief, "You can't make a pledge, shouldn't you believe what Yan Zhuo said? He just wanted to scare us, I don't believe he dares to touch our family. Another one, It’s hard to say whether this young man on the ground is the son of that old ghost Feng Hai, so just..."
Duan Songtao interrupted: "Old Zheng, I don't dare to bet. That's my family. If my family is gone, there will be nothing."
After saying that, he grabbed one of the contracts from Yan Zhuo's hand and resolutely signed the pledge.
"Master Zheng?" Yan Zhuo asked tentatively.
Zheng He took a long breath, he didn't dare to gamble, who would gamble with his family. After much hesitation, he also put his name on another contract.
Looking at the two contracts that had been drawn and pledged in his hand, Yan Zhuo felt a little more proud. He handed the contract to the man in black behind him, then looked at Duan Songtao and Zheng Gen, and said, "Since you two The manager has already made a pledge, so I don’t need to act anymore.”
"What do you mean?" Duan Songtao was confused.
