A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Not everyone present may be a gentleman, but they are all rich people who cherish their lives. Suddenly everyone's expression changed after hearing this. Even Tang Bao became nervous and touched Zhou Yi:

"Nima, this is your brother-in-law, a gangster? Boss, why don't you help me tell him? We won't do anything to testify. It's better to follow the Thirty-six Strategies."

"Why are you in a hurry? Brother Guan didn't even show up, which means there's no problem."

Zhou Yi glanced at Li Jucheng, who was holding a cup of black tea and drinking it gently, with a calm expression on his face; when he faced the gangster of the century with hundreds of kilograms of gunpowder tied to his body, his face remained unchanged, so this small scene was nothing.

?Guan Feng is his personal security guard, a master of a generation, but he has not shown up at this moment. With this variable, let alone Henry’s people, even if they were replaced by a group of top assassins, they would never be able to hurt Superman. Zhou Yi saw

It has to be transparent.

"This Lord John lost a total of 300 million euros in my casino, and he is still short of 200 million euros and has not returned it."

Henry chuckled, took the Desert Eagle from a man in a suit, and stroked it gently. He looked very sexy and stylish, but unfortunately Zhou Yi saw that his calf was slightly twisted.

Holding the Desert Eagle and comparing it to John's head, Henry sneered: "Wengjian Leipan doesn't care whether you are a noble or a commoner. The result of not paying back the money will be 'bang'. Of course, Lord John's collection also made me

Very interested in "The Last Supper"? Master Falmel? Oh! That is my idol, my pursuit, my dear Falmel, can your followers finally be able to touch you up close? This

It's so good, so good." He walked a few steps to the painting. Through the crystal frame, Henry pressed his face on it with a look of obsession, like a nympho who met the goddess in his dream. He looked crazy.

He looked like a psychotic maniac in a Hollywood movie. It made people's hearts palpitate and made them believe his words even more.

"Dream, you trash, bastard, inferior person! You don't deserve it. You don't deserve it at all! Get your dirty hands and dirty face away, don't insult Master Falmel!"

John's face was pale and he was struggling hoarsely. Even though the man in a suit next to him punched his forehead, causing blood to flow freely, he still stared at Henry angrily, as if he wanted to bite off a bite of his flesh.

Many collectors, those who truly pursue art, are looking at Henry angrily at this moment, unknowingly siding with Lord John. Even Hashimoto gasped and glared fiercely.

With Henry in his sight, everything was in chaos. The title he had so easily obtained was now unknown. How dare this humble guy dare to bully a nobleman like this? Even a nobleman who has declined would never allow it! The servility in the bones of the islanders made it impossible for him to do so.

Accept Henry's challenge to the aristocracy.

"What are you going to do? Casino owner? Are you a gangster from Corsica? I also know people from the Black Dragon Club."

"Shut up!" A man in a black suit slapped him in the face with a backhand, causing blood to fly everywhere: "Island dog, are you looking for death?"

"insult?"

Henry was stunned for a moment and laughed loudly: "Honorable Lord John, I'm afraid you are the one who really insulted the master, right? Emma, ​​please read the bet between him and me."

"The agreement: In order to repay gambling debts, Mr. John will auction "The Last Supper". If the auction proceeds exceed 150 million euros, the Ongian Leiban Casino will give up its ownership of the painting. Otherwise, the painting will be

It will be owned by the casino. At the same time, all the properties under Mr. John’s name, including this castle, will also be owned by the casino. Both parties will not regret it.”

Emma walked lightly to Henry's side and read out an agreement in her hand: "Gentlemen, as our boss said, the person who really insulted Master Falmere was precisely this Lord John. He I lost a total of 200 million euros in our casino, and because I had no money to pay it back, I mortgaged this painting "The Last Supper" to our casino. However, not long after, the distinguished Lord shamefully regretted it."

"It's so shameful, Mr. Lord"

Henry sneered and opened his scar mercilessly: "I still remember that I was moved by you that day. You knelt in front of me and asked me to give you a chance. I agreed, so today's auction happened. Haha, do you still remember how we agreed? I will personally attend your private auction. If you can sell this painting for a high price of 150 million, we will give up our ownership of it. But if you sell it If not, then not only this painting, but all the property in your name, including the proceeds from the auction you just made, will belong to me! The best lawyer in Paris witnessed this agreement, and the lawsuit will go to the Supreme Court. You You’re bound to lose, right?”

"No, that's not fair!"

Hashimoto yelled crazily: "This is robbery, I want a refund!"

"It's too late." Henry said loudly: "Dear Mr. Hashimoto, you are also a businessman. You should know that your purchase is valid, and you should also know that our agreement with Mr. John is legal; therefore, you should Go to Lord John to recover the 125 million euros, not us. Mr. John, am I right?"

Zhou Yi suddenly wanted to laugh loudly. Hashimoto was right. This was robbery, but it was legal robbery. But for Hashimoto, John who needed to bear the responsibility was bankrupt. France recognized that gambling debts were legally established. As long as Weng There was no problem with the agreement between Gian Lei and John, but Hashimoto could only admit that he was unlucky.

Of course, all this must be based on facts, but this is what Henry and John lack the most, but it is not bad to scare Hashimoto, and Zhou Yi feels very happy and comfortable.

"Delusional, you are delusional! Hahaha, Henry, do you think I am unprepared? You may have forgotten that the title of John's family was won by our ancestors in blood and fire, not by money in peacetime. Yes! The descendants of John’s family will never give in!”

John suddenly laughed loudly and pulled open his shirt fiercely.

"Oh my God, it's ***! Oh, no, no, no. This is too scary. This is not what a noble should do, Mr. John. Everything is easy to discuss. Don't be impulsive."

I saw that this noble Lord was actually bundled with gunpowder, and the detonator was in his hand. John smiled ferociously and glared at Henry: "I was wrong. I'm sorry for my ancestors, I'm sorry for Farr Master Mel, but Henry, do you know? Nobles naturally have the pride of nobility. They can be killed and die, but they will not accept insults! You are a declining painter, a bastard who betrayed art, a scum, and a gangster! Even if I die, I will not accept the insult. I'll never let you get The Last Supper. Never!"

"Lord John, calm down, isn't it just about money? We can find a solution for you."

The restaurant fell into chaos, and more than a dozen heavily armed gangsters stayed away from John. Emma's face changed color, and Henry's face also changed, seeming a little at a loss; especially these collectors, who are most afraid of death. The rich people couldn't care less about their reserve or face at this moment. Seeing that persuading John had no effect, they all turned to Henry. They all said earnestly: "Oh, Mr. Henry, don't be like this, okay? Why don't we discuss it? , we paid for this painting to help Mr. John repay his gambling debt. Can you please give up this painting "The Last Supper"?"

Nan Bang was the most direct. He simply jumped on his feet and said: "If you want to die, go alone. Don't tie everyone up. Damn it!" This man studied in China. In times of crisis, he opened his mouth and cursed. , making Zhou Yi and Tang Bao feel very friendly.

Li Jucheng still sat still. He just turned to look at Zhou Yi and smiled even deeper.

"Lord John, don't be impulsive. Problems that money can solve are not problems!" Everyone was anxious. Everyone wanted to run away, but no one dared to move. Who knows what those heavily armed gangsters would do. Do it? Besides, if John is irritated and he blows up, everyone has to finish the fun!

"Thank you everyone for your kindness. You can go. I will wait for everyone to leave before detonating the bomb." John laughed wildly and stared at Henry with his blood-red eyes.

"Huh, shoot whoever dares to move!" Henry snorted coldly and gave the order: "Mr. John, I believe you won't drag these innocent people to die together, so don't bluff, okay?" "

"No, Mr. Henry, Mr. John, it's just a matter of money. Of course, we all know how persistent Mr. John is, so be it."

Wilson from the UK gritted his teeth: "I give up the 10 million deposit, add another 30 million, plus Mr. Hashimoto's 125 million, it is already far more than 150 million euros, Henry Sir, you should be satisfied, right? Mr. John?"

"Henry, what do you say?" John hesitated for a moment, and his tone finally softened: "If you agree, the money will be yours, and the painting will still be given to the British Museum, and your name can also be added."

Yes, that's good. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It's true that we can save our lives. The lovely eldest nǎi 2~nǎi 3nǎi at home are still waiting for us to go back.

"One hundred and fifty million euros? This is impossible!"

Henry shook his head repeatedly: "If I had received such a promise from the beginning, maybe I would have agreed, but it is different now, because I have been threatened Emma, ​​are they threatening me?"

"Yes, boss, they are so hateful." Emma gently put Henry's head on her tall chest, with a smile on her beautiful face.

"Then what should we do?" Henry stayed in the beauty's arms for a while, then raised his head again, snapped his fingers and said: "I understand, only more money can appease my injured heart. Well, just Double it, ask for 300 million, otherwise it will be 'boom'! Emma, ​​are you afraid?"

"Emma is not afraid, and the boss is not afraid of me, so I am not afraid." The beauty smiled poignantly and resolutely, looking like a silly girl who was blinded by lard.

"That's it, 300 million euros!"

Henry raised three fingers: "Otherwise, everyone will just wait to die together. By the way, old John, my men are all sharpshooters. Are your hands fast enough? Also, no one here can even think of leaving. I am a rule As a businessman, I don’t want to be criticized.”

"Three hundred million euros?"

Zhou Yi almost didn't laugh out loud on the spot. The poor girl is a movie star and has quite a talent for acting. Her brother-in-law has grown up a lot. Is this all due to Emma?

This woman is not simple.

ps: Thanks to ‘s Bo Ges’, ‘Leopard Pattern Gold’, ‘I’m a Book Maniac’, ‘The Nothingness of the World’, ‘Qi Meng Ф Abandonment’

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