Your Miss Su is blackened

Although Su Wan was not frightened, seeing Zhang Mingbo's ugly face, listening to the words that made the hairs stand on end, and thinking about the child that was about to be born in a few months, the fear became more and more serious. Come deeper.

She quickly calmed down and said calmly: "It's only 500 million, Fu Moxing will bring it, Mr. Zhang thinks too much, and it's too far away."

Zhang Mingbo looked at her obscenely: "I hope so, I don't want to die if I can take the money and leave."

Su Wan turned her face away and staggered his gaze.

At the same time, let yourself smell less second-hand smoke.

She has never felt that time can pass so slowly, 10 minutes is as difficult as 20 years.

The palm was a small bomb made by Zhang Mingbo. Even though his hand was tied with a rope, Su Wan still clenched it tightly, fearing that if he accidentally let go of it and exploded, he would die without a whole body.

She's only 24 years old and doesn't want to die at all.

Finally, a car stopped under the viaduct.

Su Guan recognized it was Fu Moxing's black Bentley at a glance.

She saw the sea like a fish on the verge of death, and there was a lot of light in her eyes, which was... the desire to survive.

Probably because it took some time to judge whether the car belonged to Fu Moxing, Zhang Mingbo reacted a little slower than Su Wan.

but--

He saw clearly that it was Fu Moxing who got out of the car, and when he was pulling a rather large suitcase, he immediately became vigilant.

Zhang Mingbo threw away the cigarette in his hand.

He stood up and stood beside Su Wan with a bomb timer in his hand.

When Fu Moxing was ten meters away from them, Zhang Mingbo said, "Boss Fu, don't go any further while standing still!"

He stopped decisively, his eyes swept across Su Wan's face, and he frowned displeasedly as he saw her hands and feet were bound.

The man glanced at the suitcase and looked at Zhang Mingbo: "500 million cash, do you want some?"

"No, Fu is always a businessman, and he must have integrity."

"Okay, I'll put the box in the trunk of your car now, and you untie the rope on my wife."

Zhang Mingbo felt unhappy that he had been ordered, but he thought it was a good way.

He looked at Fu Moxing: "Your wife is holding a bomb in her hand, if she dares to play tricks, she will die."

The man's eyes sparked waves of anger, but he just turned around, walked towards the Volkswagen taxi seemingly calmly, opened the trunk, put the suitcase on it, and closed the trunk again.

Seeing his calm appearance, Su Wan felt so anxious that she was on the verge of going crazy.

No matter what time, why is he still so calm!

She is terrified of death.

Zhang Mingbo squatted down beside her, trying to untie the rope.

Su Wan really felt sick when she saw her salty pig's hand.

Before he touched her, she saw Fu Moxing put away the suitcase.

So, he said to Zhang Mingbo: "Get in the car and go, Fu Moxing will help me get the rope."

The latter smiled obscenely and uglyly: "Vice President Su, please take care of yourself."

Zhang Mingbo showed Fu Moxing the bomb timer in his hand, like a threat, more like a demonstration.

As he walked towards the car, he said, "Boss Fu, it's hard work for you to make a trip."

Fu Moxing's attention was on the timer in his hand, and his sharp eyes fell on Zhang Mingbo's face: "Give me the things."

His words were concise and to the point, but revealed a powerful aura that could not be ignored.

Zhang Mingbo opened the driver's door, and before getting in the car, he threw the timer to Fu Moxing: "There is still one minute left, and the thing will explode, you two, please help yourself."