Chapter 98 (2/2)

Song Yan felt the blackness in front of him, a big sack was put on his head, then a shower of fists and feet fell on him, and he fell to the ground with a very cooperative scream.

Since Jiang Xianyong wants to play, he must have a deep memory, which is also the reason why he was caught deliberately.

”Mom, I can't help fighting!”

Seeing song Yan fainted, a young man kicked him disdainfully.

”Come on three, get him in the car quickly.” Said the leader.

Suddenly, several young people hurriedly carried song Yan, who was ”dizzy”, onto the van and drove directly to the outskirts.

After the car started, the leader took out his mobile phone and dialed through a number, reporting: ”military division, we've got it.”

”Well done! Follow the plan. ”

On the other end of the phone, Yang jacai, the military strategist, hung up the phone and walked quickly to Jiang Xianyong's room. Excitedly, he reported, ”Mr. Jiang, they've got it. They're taking the guy to Fulin village.”

Smell speech, Jiang Xianyong can't help but show excited color: ”let people prepare car, we immediately go to Fulin village.”

Fulin village is a partial village more than 30 kilometers away from Xiangcheng. There are no villagers living in the village. So Jiang Xianyong found someone to buy the village.In general, he will deal with some unseen affairs in Fulin village.

After driving for more than an hour, the van entered a potholed country road. There were seven people on the bus, along with the driver. However, they didn't seem to worry about song Yan's escape. After they packed him into the car, they didn't pay any attention to him. Instead, they divided into two teams and played cards.

Five or six hundred meters away from the back of the van, followed by a black car, which was the one before. Through perspective, song Yan found that there was only one person in the car, who was in his early thirties, with a fierce appearance and a sinister look in his eyes.

And judging from his breath and song Yan, this guy should be a martial artist with Kung Fu.

Finally, after twenty minutes on the potholed path, the van drove into a silent village and stopped in front of a walled courtyard door.

”Here you are, get this guy in.” The leading gangster shouted.

Therefore, several gangsters raised song Yan to the yard and threw him into a room and shut him up.

”Bang!”

After the transformation of the iron door closed, song Yan directly pulled out the sack and stood up, looked at it, and found that this room only has the size of the bowl mouth vent. It seems that this should be the secret base built by Jiang Xianyong.

Attentively, the voices of several gangsters talking came from the outside.

”Second brother, I heard that the guy in there made more than 180 million yuan today. How much will Mr. Jiang give us if you get the money?” Song Yan remembers that the one who spoke should be the gangster named san'er.

”With Mr. Jiang's wealth, at least five million points will be given to our brothers.”

This time it's the leader.

”Five million! So, if we divide them equally, each of us can get more than 700000! ” Three son's voice excited, suddenly raised many.

”It's enough to see that you can make more than 700000 yuan. As long as you work hard with Mr. Jiang, don't say 700000 yuan. Sooner or later, you can make seven million yuan!” The leading second brother said again.

[author's aside]: Thank you [td71276667] and [rogue Lord] for your great reward.

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