lord of destiny

Chapter 714 Happy Transaction! (third change)
Ding!
1000 million US dollars accounted for!

The smile on Fang Mu's face suddenly became more sincere.

Although 3000 million US dollars is not much, it just solved his urgent need.

In order to create a ghost mask, he almost spent all the cash flow of the Morse Group, and now he can hardly even pay his salary.

There is also the Red Tiger Palace, after cutting off almost all black income channels, now they can only live on the remaining money.

If the money is only used to support the expenses of the Scarlet Tiger Palace, it can still last for a while, but now that the Scarlet Tiger Palace is expanding, there are too many places to spend money, and their money is also not enough.

"3000 million, 2000 million to Morse Group, and 1000 million to Chihudian. The money should be enough for them to use for half a month."

"The money has been transferred, should my son be released?"

Frank D'Amico said in a low voice.

"Oh, sorry, I was distracted just now."

Fang Mu said very insincerely.

Distracted?

The fist in Frank D'Amico's hand almost flew out.

It's already this time, why are you still distracted by me?
If it weren't for the concern that he was holding the remote control in his hand, he would have punched him to wake him up!
"Please! Pause now! Only 1 minute left!"

Chris Damico came with a crying voice.

"Don't worry, there is one minute left, why worry!"

Fang Mu said that he was not panicked at all.

Chris D'Amico:  …

You are not panicking, but I am panicking!

"Only 45 seconds left!"

"Hurry up and stop!"

Frank D'Amico couldn't help shouting too.

His hands gripped the table and almost broke it.

"If something happens to my son! You will die too!"

"Got it, got it. Calm down, it's okay."

Fang Mu calmly comforted the two of them, although they didn't seem to appreciate it very much.

But in the end, he still pressed the green button slowly.

beep!

The countdown is paused.

At the critical moment with less than ten seconds left.

Chris D'Amico let out a long sigh of relief, he almost peed in fright.

"Okay, the transaction is over, this is for you."

Fang Mu then threw the remote control in his hand, and Frank Damico took it in a panic.

"I am leaving."

As soon as Fang Mu turned around, he walked out.

"and many more!"

cried Frank D'Amico.

"Where is my son? Where is he now?"

Two big men with guns blocked the door.

The muzzles of the two black holes were aimed at Fang Mu.

Fang Mu's expression was flat, without turning his head, he just said that.

"Boss Frank, I'm not stupid. How could I tell you the whereabouts of your son now? At least I won't tell you the whereabouts of your son until I leave."

"How do I know if you will tell me the whereabouts of my son after you leave?"

Frank Damico said coldly.

"Then I don't know, it depends on you. But..."

Fang Mu turned his head and said with a smile.

"There is something I forgot to tell you just now. The button just now is actually a reset button, and it is a one-time reset button. Now, the timer over there should have restarted, right?"

"Activated! Activated! It changed back to an hour!"

Chris D'Amico's terrified voice came at just the right time.

"Dad! Save me! Save me!"

"You should still have it now, um, let me calculate, it's less than half an hour! You can think about it, if it takes more than half an hour, then I can't guarantee what will happen to your son."

boom!
Frank D'Amico punched through the tabletop.

His eyes were round and he was panting like an angry bull.

"good very good!"

These few words almost popped out from between his teeth.

He has never wanted to kill someone so much as he does now.

there has never been!

"Let him go!"

"boss······"

"I said let him go!"

The two people blocking the door stepped aside.

Fang Mu smiled.

"Boss Frank, this transaction is very pleasant, and I hope to have another opportunity to trade again next time."

Happy Trading?

Next time you have a chance to trade again?

Pooh!
Next time I see you, I will kill you with one shot!

Frank D'Amico stared fiercely at Fang Mu's back, wishing he could swallow him up!
"Boss, a text message is coming."

······
Outside an abandoned factory.

Boom!

A mass of flames rose into the air, and a huge explosion resounded throughout the factory.

A deep pit with a diameter of nearly half a meter appeared in front of everyone.

"Then, that's actually a real bomb!"

Chris Damico's body kept shaking.

If such a bomb exploded beside him, he would definitely be blown to pieces!
There is no such thing left!

"Crazy! This guy is a crazy!"

Others don't know, but he saw with his own eyes that Fang Mu took these bombs out of the trunk of the car.

Who would keep such a powerful bomb in the trunk of his car at any time?

madman!

Only a madman would do that!
How could a normal person do such a thing?

This bomb is a ticking time bomb!
Accidentally, the circuit breaks down, what should I do if it starts up directly?
Frank D'Amico looked even uglier.

What the hell, this bastard is actually playing me!
What half an hour!
fake!

It's all fake!

If you count the distance alone, it is indeed only half an hour.

But there is still time to dismantle the bomb!
This bastard tied the time bomb tightly. In order to completely dismantle the bomb, it took a group of his men more than 20 minutes!

If he really had to think about it for half an hour according to what that bastard said, he would have to collect his son's body!
correct!

his son!
This prodigal stuff!

"Do you know it's for you! I spent 3000 million yuan!"

Frank D'Amico looked angry and raised his hand to slap his cheating son.

That's 3000 million!
Almost equal to one-tenth of his net worth.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Dad."

Chris D'Amico huddled up, with tears in his eyes.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Frank D'Amico couldn't take action after all.

"Joe! Take him back! From today on, he will be under strict supervision! Without my order, he will never be allowed to go out and wander around!"

"I see, Frank."

Joe came out.

"Come on, Chris, let's go back first."

Chris D'Amico opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He followed Joe silently, got into a car, and left here.

Bang!
Frank D'Amico kicks the car he bought for $2000 million.

"This damn bastard! I must kill him! I must kill him!!!"

(End of this chapter)