Old Carl was so frightened that his face turned pale. After calming down, he realized that these were all living people.
But at this time, living people are more terrifying than ghosts. Ghosts don't want their lives, but living people are here to take revenge!
Regardless of how these people escaped from the fire, this is a big problem!
Old Karl forced a smile and pretended to be surprised, "Great, Warev, you're okay, I was worried about you!"
Warev sneered and said, "Old Karl, are you worried that I'm not dead? I was held hostage, and you couldn't find a way to negotiate, so you actually let someone set the fire directly. This is deliberately trying to kill me. After all, what kind of hatred do we have? Or have you already killed my brother and plan to replace us?”
Although Old Karl said he had never harmed Vallev, these words entered his heart.
He knew he couldn't hide it this time no matter what.
He could only grit his teeth and glare and said, "I didn't touch a hair on your brother's head. It's indeed my fault for what happened to you. But if you kill me for revenge, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave this town. Why don't you accept my apology and let's Pretend nothing happened this time!”
Warev curled his lips and laughed, "Apologise, how are you going to apologize? What can you do to compensate for my life?"
Old Carl frowned and said, "Aren't you alive? I'll pay you $10,000 and let's just pretend that nothing happened!"
Walev smiled sinisterly, "Old Karl, you are calculating carefully, but a life of ten thousand dollars is too cheap. You have to give me at least thirty thousand lives!"
Old Carl's eyes rolled around for a while, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "Twenty thousand at most, or you kill me and then go fight my men to death!"
Warev nodded and said, "Okay, one life is a deal for twenty thousand dollars!"
As he said that, he reached out and the two high-fived each other.
Old Karl showed a relaxed smile, and he was finally fooled through this level. He was still old and hot.
He handed the wine bottle in his hand to Warev, then turned around and rummaged through the boxes, took out two piles of beautiful knives that were not old, and threw them on the table.
"Okay, let's settle down. Let's stay warm here tonight and I'll find two local girls for you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Warev sneered, "Old Karl, you are so stupid that you don't know how to settle accounts? The money is wrong!"
Old Carl frowned and said, "How is it possible? There is absolutely no shortage of these 20,000 US dollars, and they have never been touched!"
Warev slapped two piles of banknotes and said, "This is 20,000 U.S. dollars, yes. I mean you didn't give enough. One person's life is 20,000 dollars. There are six of my brother, plus me and the eight people in the hotel." , a total of fifteen people, fifteen lives, you have to give three hundred thousand to be enough!"
Old Karl suddenly burst into laughter, his eyes gleaming with cold light, "Hahaha, you want to blackmail me, you bastard, do you know how many people can make three hundred thousand dollars work for their lives here? The whole town, I tell you the whole town Hundreds of people combined are not worth three hundred thousand dollars!"
"I advise you to take 20,000 yuan and get out of here quickly. Don't make me angry, otherwise we will fight to the death!"
At this moment, there was a burst of very crazy footsteps on the stairs.
Following the footsteps, a man's voice sounded, "Old Carl, maybe you are right, the names of all the people in this town are worthless, but a hair on my head is worth more than 300,000, and my life is even more priceless. If you dare to touch my people, I will make you die!"
Old Carl couldn't understand Chinese, so he soon saw a handsome young man and several bearded men walking up to the second floor.
A bearded man translated what he just said, and Old Carl sneered, "No matter how precious your lives are, they are worthless from this small town. There are so many desperate desperadoes here. As long as I give an order, they will Tear you rich people to pieces!”
Zhang Jiaqiang sat casually on the wooden chair and smiled contemptuously.
"Maybe you are right, but I have cleaned up all your subordinates, and now you are the bare commander!"
Old Karl was shocked and turned his head. He stuck his head out of the window and yelled several times. As expected, none of his men responded.
He looked at Zhang Jiaqiang in horror, "Chinese, you, what on earth are you going to do!"
Zhang Jiaqiang curled his lips and smiled, "If you dare to touch my people, you will pay the price. After all, old man, how much compensation can you give me?"
Old Karl's face was as pale as a death, and he was silent for a long time before speaking.
"How can you guarantee that you will not harm my life after I hand over the money?"
Zhang Jiaqiang smiled and said, "Now you can only gamble on your luck, otherwise there is no other way. You should understand that even if you die, we can turn this place upside down!"
Old Karl understood that at this point, even if he didn't cooperate, they would still torture him to the point where he would be worse than death.
He sat slumped on the ground, pouting towards the boxes and cabinets.
"The money is all there, and the gold I worked so hard to save is all yours!"
Zhang Jiaqiang waved his hand, and several of his men and Warev immediately stepped forward to search.
After a while, piles of banknotes and bags of gold sand were found and thrown on the ground.
Jiang Xinxin held Zhang Jiaqiang's hand and said with tears in her eyes.
"Brother, it's so exciting today. We almost couldn't see you. Fortunately, little sister..."
It turns out that before the ultimatum, Xiaoyao thought of a very risky method.
She found the box of smoke bombs given by the driver when they set off. When Old Karl set the fire, they threw all the smoke bombs in the yard and behind the yard.
Then he took advantage of the blinding smoke and wore a gas mask to leave the yard and fled out of the town.
Only then did they meet Zhang Jiaqiang and the others who were rushing back.
After Zhang Jiaqiang learned of the situation, he immediately decided to take revenge on Old Carl.
He planned to frame Varlev's death on Old Karl.
So he lied to Warlev and said that he had met him a few days ago and came to the town. Now that he can't find him, he must have been poisoned.
Warev, who had escaped with his life, believed them to be true and instead regarded them as his saviors. He immediately rebelled and agreed to help deal with Old Karl.
He wants to avenge his brother and wants to eat old Carl alive. This time, he will settle old and new grudges together.
Warev clearly explained Lao Karl's power, and Zhang Jiaqiang immediately divided his troops into two groups. Some of them and Warev took advantage of the gap to hide in the bar.
Another group of people, led by Zhang Jiaqiang, took care of all Old Carl's men.
This time it went so smoothly thanks to the fact that they found Belsky's family in advance. With the help of Belsky's father and son who were familiar with the terrain, they completed the work very easily.
Then I came to the bar and saw the scene in front of me.
At this moment, Warev shouted while holding a shotgun and a bloody wallet.
"Old Carl, you bastard, damn bastard, this gun and wallet belong to me, Vallev, and you still dare to argue that his death has nothing to do with you?"
Old Karl reluctantly stood up and took a look at those things, then collapsed to the ground weakly.
He knew in his heart that it was dirty, but now he couldn't wash it off even if he jumped into the Yellow River!
At this time, the bearded guide who was responsible for the frame-up quietly made an OK gesture to Zhang Jiaqiang!
