The supreme master of the female president

Back in the ward, after having lunch with Yang Xuan and Xu Duoduo, Yang Yitian stayed for a while, then found a reason and left again, without going to see Xu Shuxian who was still unconscious.

Dongcheng Area.

A black BMW i8 parked in front of a luxurious bar. Yang Yitian, with a stern face, walked in calmly.

It is noon now, and there is no one in the bar at this point, obviously a little deserted and quiet.

"Mr. Yang." The inch-cut man who was watching the scene recognized Yang Yitian, and when he saw him coming, he hurried forward, acting extremely respectful and humble.

"The monkey is here?" Yang Yitian asked in a deep tone.

"Here I am."

The inch-headed man nodded, took Yang Yitian to Houzi's office, knocked lightly on the door and said, "Hou Ye, Mr. Yang is here."

The monkey who was sitting on the sofa in the office, talking with the severed finger, heard what the cut-headed man said, hurriedly got up to greet Yang Yitian, and said in a coquettish way, "Master!"

Yang Yitian's face was indifferent, he turned his head to look at the severed finger full of fear, and said in a deep voice: "It's just right for you to be here, so I don't need to ask someone to find you."

"Mr. Yang Yang, did you use us?" Broken Finger asked with a trembling voice, a little terrified.

The bloody incident that happened last night almost frightened the guts of the severed finger. Four people went there, and all three were killed by the members of the Dark Temple. He was the only one who came back alive. When the most critical moment comes, maybe he will never escape death.

But Yang Yitian appeared too suddenly and on time, Duanzhi was not that kind of stupid person, he knew very well that Yang Yitian was using him, and even sacrificed the lives of several of his brothers, but the reason, he couldn't guess it.

Hearing this, the face of the monkey at the side changed drastically, and the hair on his body stood up instantly, and he hurriedly gave Duan Zhi a wink, indicating that he shouldn't ask, and don't ask him to kill himself.

The severed finger also reacted, and broke out in a cold sweat, wishing to slap himself a few times, asking in front of Yang Yitian if he was using him, he is undoubtedly not a brain-dead.

With a calm face, Yang Yitian sat down in front of Broken Finger, and admitted in a calm tone: "Yes, I used you. If you have any questions, you can tell them all."

The severed finger's heartbeat accelerated, and his blood began to boil, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions, he lowered his head and didn't even dare to gasp for breath.

Yang Yitian tapped the table with his fingertips, as if he was pondering something, and after a while he said lightly: "I do have selfish intentions in this regard, they are your brothers, so as compensation, I will give you a large sum of money, Handed over to their family members, how much do you want?"

"Do I make an offer?"

The severed finger was stunned, and suddenly a little excited, they are a group of people who eat and wait to die, live a day-to-day life, and there is no hope for the rest of their lives, otherwise they would not have committed so much moral corruption for money thing.

Now that Yang Yitian wants to give money, Broken Finger is immediately moved, so there is no complaint at all. As for those so-called brothers, they will be gone if they are gone. After all, the relationship between them is not a life-and-death relationship at all.

"Yes, you drive." Yang Yitian said sternly.

The severed finger fixed his eyes, his mind was spinning rapidly, and after a while he raised his head hesitantly, finally gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage, spread his palms, and said nervously: "One person, 50, May I?"

Yang Yitian squinted his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "The three who died, each with 100 million yuan, you hand them over to their families. You make up the reasons yourself, and don't leave any tail."

"Okay, okay!" Broken Finger nodded frantically, and said three good words in a row, but he quickly came to his senses, and asked anxiously, "Master, what about me?"

"Same." Yang Yitian raised his eyebrows.

I heard that Duan Zhi was so excited that he almost screamed, this is 100 million, even if he went to pick the leaves from the tree, it would take a long time to pick them, and he promised, "Thank you, I will definitely do it well. A lot of points will be handed over to the families of my brothers."

"Master, let me give this money. In the past six months, the business has earned a lot, almost tens of millions." At this time, Hou Zi stood up and wanted to give the 400 million for Yang Yitian.

"Yes." Yang Yitian raised his eyebrows, and immediately stated his purpose of coming here today, and said to the monkey in a deep voice: "You are more clever and flexible, and I will go abroad in a few days. During this time, you use all your power to investigate or create unfavorable news about the Dingtian Chamber of Commerce, and hand it over to me when I come back."

The monkey's head was slightly sluggish, but when he saw Yang Yitian's dark pupils, he hurriedly agreed and said, "Okay, please rest assured, I will definitely take care of the matter."

"En!" Yang Yitian replied deeply, then got up vigorously, and walked out of Houzi's office. The reason why he didn't let Mo Bai do this may only be known to him.

Watching Yang Yitian go, the monkey breathed a sigh of relief, sat limply on the sofa, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looked at the severed finger next to him and said, "You heard clearly what I just said, I will take 400 I'll give it to you, but if you dare to take the money privately, walk carefully at night, and don't be found drowned in the river the next day."

Broken Finger's eyes shrank, he heard the monkey's threat, he dispelled the greed in his heart, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Master Hou, I'm not that kind of person, if you don't believe me, you will call someone else Go investigate, if I steal a penny, you can throw me into the river to feed the fish."

"Okay, you go out." Monkey waved his hand, drove the severed finger away from the office, poured a glass of foreign wine and took a sip, thinking about what method to use to do what Yang Yitian told him.

Villa with sea view.

Yang Yitian returned home, went directly to the second floor, dialed an international call, and said in a domineering tone: "Within three days, transfer the waiter from Tianzihao."

"Okay, Lord Death!" An extremely respectful voice came from the other side of the phone.

Yang Yitian's eyes were deep, and just as he was about to hang up the phone, a voice stopped him.

"Lord Death God, our Holy Master asks you, will you attend the upcoming meeting of the gods?" the person on the phone asked.

"meeting!"

Yang Yitian's tone was heavy, and he hung up the phone immediately after speaking, looked up at the wedding photo of himself and Jiang Xinyao on the bed, and clenched his fists tightly and said, "Honey, I swear that all the people involved will do it for you and for you." The child pays for his life!"