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He frowned and was about to scold the other person. After the car stopped at the door, the driver opened the door and ran out of the car, then knelt down in front of him with a normal sound.

"Master, something bad has happened. The eldest young master has been kidnapped."

Hearing this sentence, Li Chaoren, who had already consumed a lot just now, felt a little dizzy.

When Li Chaoren got the news, Zhang Ziqiang was also discussing with four of his subordinates.

"How to get the ransom?"

Everyone's well-planned kidnapping was, of course, just to get the ransom safely.

This is the most important and dangerous link in the entire kidnapping plan.

As long as you get the money, the world will be brighter and everyone will be happy. However, many kidnapping cases end up with the ransom.

First of all, if they want to get the ransom safely, they must make sure that the person being extorted has not called the police. Otherwise, if you go to get the ransom, you will fall directly into the hands of the police.

And because people take the stolen goods together, those who go there often have no good end. Even if there is no death penalty in Hong Kong Island, such a large amount will have to stay in Stanley for a lifetime.

"Li Chaoren is not an ordinary person. If you go, who can suppress him? And with such a large amount, will he give it to you?"

"The richest people in Hong Kong, even if they are not from the underworld, are inextricably linked to the black and white. No one is a good man or woman. If he doesn't ask the white for help, but calls the members of the society, maybe he will What’s waiting for us at the villa is another group of ruthless gangsters.”

"Faced with these gangsters, if they arrest you, cut off your hands and feet, and directly torture you, can you insist on not revealing everyone's details?"

"So this time, I have to go personally to get the ransom."

Everyone debated endlessly, but Zhang Ziqiang finally made the decision and decided to go in person.

"Brother Qiang, Li Chaoren is an old fox. If you go there in person, if you are detained by the other party, we will not even have the backbone."

Of course, the younger brother is not willing to take risks with his boss, not because they are sincere, but because they are self-aware. Without Zhang Ziqiang, they would not even know how to leave Hong Kong Island, let alone get a ransom.

"Boss Li is a businessman. He has more money than he can count. He will not regard his son as less important than money. If you can make more money, this is the only son who can take over! He will not mess around!"

Zhang Ziqiang waved his hand. He naturally knew that this trip was risky, but thinking of the two billion Hong Kong dollars, he felt that the risk was worth taking.

Of course, for safety reasons, he was also prepared.

He tied his body full of explosives, and directly set the detonation method of the explosives to loose detonation, and the detonator was directly held in his hand.

This kind of explosion takes less than a second to explode as long as the detonator is released.

He believed that it was impossible for someone to kill him and grab the detonator in less than a second.

As long as this is not possible, the bomb will still explode even if you kill him or subdue him.

This is a desperate method. If it comes to this point, both parties can only choose to die together.

Zhang Ziqiang went to get the two billion with the determination to die.

His destination was Li Chaoren's villa on the hillside of Deep Water Bay.

Originally, outsiders were not allowed to enter here, but after the driver came back last night to report the news, Li Chaoren was already ready and notified the security to bring him in personally.

"I'm Zhang Ziqiang. I'm here to borrow money from Boss Li. I hope Boss Li can forgive me for being a bad customer like me. Speaking of which, we are still fellow villagers. If Li Chaoren is so rich, he won't treat fellow villagers like me. Let’s die without saving him.”

Zhang Ziqiang entered Li Chaoren's villa and saw that there were not many people inside. He nodded secretly. It seemed that the other party really valued his son, so he did not call the police.

Li Chaoren was originally sitting in the living room on the second floor. When he heard Zhang Ziqiang's words, he also smiled.

"Mr. Zhang is joking. You are from Yulin, Guangxi. Since when have you become a fellow villager with me?"

It had been a night, and Zhang Ziqiang and others did not wear hoods when they kidnapped the kidnapping. When the driver returned, he described what he saw and heard. With Li Chaoren's methods, it was not difficult to find out the identity of the other party.

After his identity was exposed, Zhang Ziqiang smiled calmly and didn't care.

"Zhang Ziqiang, nicknamed Big Rich Man, lives at No. 32 Zidong Road, Yau Ma Tei. He used to run a herbal tea shop. His parents died. He married his wife Luo Fang the year before last and now lives in Villa 104, Fei Mo Shan.

He joined the club at the age of sixteen and was nicknamed Sangmenxing. Three years ago he announced that he was going out on his own and invited a few so-called Chaoshan fellows to plan the robbery of a Rolex escort car. He was nicknamed a rich man and also attracted the attention of the police.

I went to Chaoshan countryside to hide from the limelight for more than a year and came to Hong Kong three days ago. I was right. "

Li Chaoren explained Zhang Ziqiang's details in one breath.

Bang bang bang!

After Zhang Ziqiang heard this, he applauded directly, and then he spoke again.

"I think the driver who came back yesterday told you that I invited Mr. Li to be a guest."

Hearing Zhang Ziqiang's words, Li Chaoren took a deep breath, and all the momentum that had been brewing disappeared.

Li Chaoren stood up from the sofa and looked at the housekeeper beside him.

Last night, it was not that he had not prepared anything. On the contrary, he had already made several preparations.

Seeing that he couldn't scare the other party at this time, he changed another plan.

The housekeeper came down from the second floor and entered the next room. Four bodyguards in suits came out of the room carrying suitcases with both hands. Eight large suitcases were opened side by side. Inside were full of Hong Kong dollars, and judging from the quality, they were all I don’t know how many lots of old coins are circulating on the market.

"This is 38 million Hong Kong dollars, let my son go."

When Li Chaoren saw Zhang Ziqiang's eyes attracted by the piles of Hong Kong dollars, he once again took the lead.

The living room of the Li family villa is very large, but eight suitcases are spread out together, and inside are mountains of cash, layer upon layer. From a visual perspective, the effect is shocking enough.

But after hearing Li Chaoren's words, Zhang Ziqiang, who was originally focusing on the banknotes, sat down on the sofa in the living room.

He looked around, stretched out his hand to touch the sofa leather under his buttocks, kicked the golden nanmu coffee table in front of him, then felt the plush carpet on the ground with his feet, and was even more amazed.

"Thirty-eight million, what a big deal. I just don't know if this money, which doesn't even cover the floor of your living room, is enough to renovate your villa. Boss Li, I won't kill one of your sons." , It’s not even worth the money to renovate a villa.”

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