V1.Chapter 112 (1/2)

Liu Zilan's crying voice came from the mobile phone microphone, mixed with the laughter of several men, which made the people in the room feel more nervous. The school principal standing on one side looked anxious and uneasy.

”Good man! hero! There's something to say. Don't hurt the children! ” Third Master Liu said in a trembling voice to the microphone.

All the people in the room were breathing, and no one dared to make a sound. The air in the whole room seemed to condense, only the rustle from the microphone and the low cry of Liu Zilan.

It seems that after waiting for a century, a man's low voice came from the phone: ”Liu San, listen to me.”

”Hero, you say, I'm listening!” Mr. Liu replied carefully.

”If you dare to mix with Wang Fan again, don't blame our Dongsheng helper Hei!” The man on the other end of the phone lectured Mr. Liu fiercely.

Holding the mobile phone, Mr. Liu raised his head and looked at Wang Fan standing beside him. His lips trembled and he opened his mouth. Finally, he said helplessly: ”hero, I'll listen to you. I won't mix with him in the future!”

”You're a wise old man, huh!” The man on the other end of the phone snorted coldly.

Everyone listened to the man's threat to Liu Sanye on the phone, and when Liu Sanye looked at Wang Fan, he knew Wang Fan's identity, but the expression on Liu Sanye's face was very tangled, and no one knew whether what he said to the man was true.

Liu pangzi, who was standing behind Wang Fan, frowned and wanted to argue for Wang Fan, but he was stopped by Wang Fan.

At this moment, Liu Zilan is in the hands of those people, not to mention the other party's proposal of such conditions, that is to say, no matter how excessive the conditions are, Mr. Liu is afraid not to agree.

What's more, Wang fan knows very well in his heart that the person calling himself Dongsheng Gang on the phone has spent so much effort to take Liu Zilan away. It's definitely not just to teach Mr. Liu a lesson. They will certainly put forward other conditions.

Sure enough, after the man on the other end of the phone had taught Mr. Liu a lesson, before he could wait for him to say anything more, he went on to say, ”Mr. Liu, I heard that you have made a lot of money in the gambling house of Sihai gang. We don't want to tell you any more. If you want your granddaughter to go back completely, you should prepare 100000 yuan. Otherwise, my brothers will give your granddaughter a lively exercise class! Ha ha

The tone of the man's voice is very arrogant, and when he speaks, Liu Zilan's crying voice becomes louder and louder. Several ambiguous male voices say something, followed by the girl's scream, and the tight heartstrings of obscene laughter.

Liu San Ye's hand trembled more and more, and his voice changed. He clenched his mobile phone and begged: ”hero, how can I have so much money! I don't even have 10000 yuan! ”

”I don't care. Ha ha, your granddaughter's small appearance is really good. If you don't wait for your friends to play, we can send her back to you!” The man uttered a burst of obscene laughter, which nearly made Mr. Liu faint again.

Without waiting for Mr. Liu to beg for mercy, the man hung up the phone. Mr. Liu, who was holding the phone in his hand, looked at the phone in his hands with dull eyes.

The headmaster, standing behind the teaching director, cut his sparse hair with his hands, pinched his hands on his waist and said indignantly, ”these gangsters are so crazy! Call the police as soon as possible! Never compromise with the bandits