It's really fragrant after the flash marriage with the black-bellied third uncle

The voice fell, and the leader of the golden-haired man smiled: "Mrs. Duan, don't be nervous, there are still things that have not been resolved."

As he spoke, he picked up the remote control in his hand and pressed the first button.

Bang.

There was an explosion not far away.

He looked at Song Jiahe with a smile and pressed a few more buttons.

Bang bang bang... Several consecutive and intensive explosions made Song Jiahe a little panicked.

"Okay~ Sorry, I just dealt with the little tail that Mrs. Duan brought. Next, we can start ours~" The golden-haired man grinned with his teeth.

Song Jiahe's eyes widened in disbelief, and he turned to look in the direction he came from.

The places where the explosion just occurred were indeed the places where the people Lu Xun had arranged for her to hide.

At this time, only billowing smoke remained in those places.

But here in the wilderness, no one would notice the explosion, and naturally no one would help her call the police.

How to do!

Song Jiahe squeezed the phone tightly in his palm, feeling thunderous in his heart.

She pretended to be calm and said: "I have brought the money. Where is my husband! I want to see my husband."

The golden-haired man glanced at his men. His men immediately pulled out Duan Xiaobai, whose face was stained and his hands were tied behind his back.

"Xiao Bai!" When Song Jiahe saw the injured Duan Xiaobai, he lost his composure at all.

"Honey, why are you here!" The moment Duan Xiaobai saw Song Jiahe, his mentality collapsed, "You are stupid! Why did you listen to them? You forgot that you have..."

When the words came to his lips, Duan Xiaobai swallowed them.

The golden-haired man smiled: "We appointed Mrs. Duan to come. We don't want anyone else to come."

Duan Xiaobai looked at Song Jiahe, whose eyes were red, and tried his best to comfort her, "Honey, don't be sad, I'm fine."

Duan Xiaobai tried his best to raise the corners of his mouth, but when he pulled it, the muscles on his face started to hurt, showing a painful look.

Song Jiahe squeezed the phone tightly and looked at the golden-haired man: "I will give you half of the 50 billion yuan first. I will take people out of this building and transfer the other half to you immediately."

"Mrs. Duan." The blond man wiped the barrel of the gun in his hand, "50 billion, for us, is nothing more than taking advantage of others. What we want is superconducting materials.

Why do you think we want you to come here? Because your husband is really uncooperative. No matter how hard I try, I won't find the superconducting material.

That's why...we invite you here. I have always felt that women from your Chinese country are more likely to be soft-hearted..."

After saying that, he punched Duan Xiaobai in the stomach.

Song Jiahe moved, and just as she was about to use her fists and kicks, a black gun barrel was pressed against her head, forcing her to stop.

She looked at the blond man bitterly: "I brought the money you asked for. But you asked for superconducting materials, and we really don't have them. The master copy of superconducting materials is not in our hands at all! You are just deceived."

In fact, they don't really have superconducting materials.

Song Jiahe talked to Zhu Changqing, but Zhu Changqing refused straightforwardly.

"I thought that in my relationship with Mrs. Duan, Mrs. Duan would not talk to me about this. Besides, Mrs. Duan, I am not a compassionate person."

The implication is that the two families have no intersection, and it is impossible for him to take out the materials because of Duan Xiaobai.

Therefore, at this time, Song Jiahe's expression was very real.

And these people in the Sirius organization are not vegetarians either.

Everyone goes through some psychological, micro-expression training.

The blond man at the head narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Song Jiahe, already somewhat trusting her in his heart.

He punched Duan Xiaobai a few more times.

Duan Xiaobai was so painful that he couldn't straighten up, and he still struggled to speak: "You were deceived. Someone wants to deal with our Duan family, and they are using your hands to do us... Do you think... I will really do it for someone?" What kind of superconducting material doesn’t even cost your life?”

"Xiao Bai~" Song Jiahe was controlled by the man's men with guns, but he was so excited that he still rushed to save him.

"We all said that we really don't have superconducting materials. Even if you kill us two today, we don't have that stuff!" Song Jiahe's mood collapsed.

Duan Xiaobai didn't look too good and couldn't take a few punches.

How could she not be clear about a couple? He is holding on.

"People from the dignified Sirius organization have been tricked and used as weapons without even realizing it. It's really ridiculous."

Song Jiahe kept stimulating the blond man, but due to his excitement, he felt a stabbing pain in his lower abdomen.

She subconsciously touched her belly.

The blond man narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Jiahe, and his expression changed slightly when he saw her holding her belly.

When he looked at Song Jiahe's reaction, it didn't look like it was fake.

But his main task is to get superconducting materials.

If he can't complete the task, it will be difficult for him to go back to the organization.

Therefore, he must now determine whether the things are in the hands of the Duan family. If not, he has to find another target.

After thinking for a while, the blond man said: "Okay, Mrs. Duan, it's not impossible for me to believe what you say."

The blond man let go, and Song Jiahe suddenly saw a glimmer of hope.

Duan Xiaobai, on the other hand, was not so optimistic and felt excited.

The blond man smiled and handed over a note.

"First divide the 50 billion into ten tranches and deposit them into these ten overseas accounts."

Song Jiahe took the note.

She knows very well that her money only needs to be transferred to these accounts. These accounts will be divided into several amounts and transferred to other companies and accounts in an instant, and then they will be quickly washed and transferred to normal accounts.

But right now, she had no choice.

She must save Xiaobai's life!

As long as you make money, you will have it.

Song Jiahe transferred the money according to the man's words: "Can I take my husband away now?"

"and many more!"

The man took out a bottle of blue liquid and shook it in his hand.

"Fifty billion is not a big sum of money compared to the total assets of the Duan family and the Song family. You two have to be sincere if you want me to believe that the superconducting material is not in your hands~"

Duan Xiaobai looked at the blond man nervously: "What do you want to do?"

"What don't I want to do? This is a bottle of poison. If you drink it, you won't die immediately. There's about half an hour left. If you can go to the hospital in time for gastric lavage, it shouldn't be a big problem."

As he said that, the man shrugged: "But for someone like Mr. Duan, who has been beaten for a whole day... I estimate that if you drink it, you can finish it in 10 minutes at most.

So, should the pregnant Mrs. Duan drink this bottle of poison, or should Mr. Duan drink it?

As long as you drink it, we believe that the superconducting material is not in your hands. After all, with their wealth, there is really no need to lose their lives for something. "