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Chapter 508 Gods also receive protection fees

Wang Yuchuan is still not satisfied. The money sounds like a lot, but it is not so much when it is allocated to believers.

After Nehru transferred the money, he held his mobile phone and raised his head slowly. After a short pause, he put on a flattering smile on his face: "Just transfer the money, and that's it, right?"

"I did say that." Wang Yuchuan said in a muffled voice.

Nehru's eyes lit up: "Then can I go?"

"Of course." Wang Yuchuan turned his body sideways, and Nehru quickly got up when he saw this, and ran towards the direction of the elevator regardless of 21.

The corridor was full of heavy panting sounds, Wang Yuchuan stared at him, until when Nehru was about to approach the elevator door, he suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute."

Nehru suddenly stopped walking like a conditional launch, his hands hovered in the air, and his whole face and facial features seemed to be frozen in an instant. He stood blankly in front of the elevator door, too frightened to move.

With one hand in his pocket, Wang Yuchuan walked over slowly: "I heard that you like to snipe at the stock prices of Huaxia companies when you're free?"

How dare Nehru admit it, but he is famous for attacking the stock prices of Chinese companies.

What should we do now?Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, Nehru used his brain, and his brain was running so fast that his brain was about to explode.

At this moment, Wang Yuchuan was already standing side by side with him.

Nehru slowly clenched his fists. In extreme fear, a little murderous intention surged deep in his heart.

Kill him, kill him.

A seemingly absent voice lingered in his ears, and in a trance, the sound of a train whistled next to his ears.

At this time, he was so focused on Wang Yuchuan that he didn't even think about it. The Stars and Stripes Broadcasting Building was far away from the train station, so how could the sound of the roaring train reach here?
The elevator rises slowly, and the numbers on the display screen representing the floors where it is parked change incrementally.

32th floor.

stare.

The elevator doors were slowly opened to both sides, and Nehru casually glanced into the elevator. A steam locomotive spewed thick smoke, mustered all its strength, and rammed towards him head-on.

He froze in place, the next moment, the locomotive ferociously passed through his body, dragging the long train carriage, roaring and galloping away.

Such a surreal scene made his heart almost stop shooting, and it took a long time before the train disappeared.

He turned his head and looked to the side, which was already empty.

He swallowed hard, rolled his eyes, and fell to the ground suddenly.

The guards in the elevator rushed out and hurriedly carried him into the elevator.

The tires of an ambulance quickly ran over the mud puddle and sped towards the hospital.

Wang Yuchuan stood on the traffic light stand with his hands behind his back, staring intently at the direction in which the ambulance was heading away, with a smile slowly showing on his face.

"You're really wicked." Old Jintou's voice sounded in his mind.

Wang Yuchuan took a step forward and fell straight down from the traffic light stand.

"What kind of bad taste is this? At most, it's a small punishment and a big warning. Let's see if he dares to make trouble with Huaxia's companies in the future." Wang Yuchuan said with a smile.

"I guess he won't dare to take the train in his life." Old Jintou emerged from his side, with an expression that was clearly gloating.

"Let's go, let's go to the next stop." Wang Yuchuan took out his mobile phone and chose the next blackmailer on the list as he walked.

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Anyway, he came with ill-gotten gains.

Doing some good deeds can be regarded as a way to accumulate virtue for himself.

Angel has been exposed to this industry for a long time. There is a particularly exaggerated saying in the Modonge slum that children here learn to shoot as soon as they learn to walk.

Jindi Mountain, here is the largest slum in Mo Dongge, and it is also the gathering place of Blood Moon, Mo Dongge's largest gang.

Angel was just a pony boy at first, doing something like collecting protection money, or working as a thug in a nightclub.

By chance, he rescued a gang boss who was being hunted down. In order to thank him, the other party granted him a small piece of land and called him the leader. Everyone who sold drugs on his land had to pay protection fees.

As a result, he came into contact with drugs and has been out of control ever since.

He started with small-scale drug trafficking and drug trafficking, and gradually expanded, and finally even formed his own gang.

He even built a military factory, and the military factory production line will produce more than 100 AK47s for him every day.

Sufficient firepower made him invincible in gang struggles, and gradually, he became the one with the most right to speak here.

Young people affectionately call him their godfather.

He is a living legend, and all young people in Jindi Mountain follow him as an example.

It's just that few people know that Angel, Mo Dongge's most influential godfather in history, is in deteriorating health. The doctor said he has less than half a year to live.

He suffered from lung cancer and had several major surgeries.Such a strong and strong person before, but now he looks like a sick and consumptive ghost.

Wang Yuchuan broke into his manor alone, and countless burly men drove out of the manor in jeeps.

At Nehru's place, his patience had long been worn out. Seeing these gang members coming to kill him, Wang Yuchuan simply held up a black sun in his palm and threw it into the air.

The black-red light immediately enveloped the entire manor, and all the gang members whose skin had been exposed to the sun immediately turned into abandoned spirits and wandered around the manor.

Wang Yuchuan searched for a long time before finding Angel's hiding place.

It was an underground hall.

Angel was wearing a breathing mask, with his eyes half closed, lying on a hospital bed, surrounded by vital signs monitoring instruments, and cables laid out in a pile on the ground.

Angel looked up at Wang Yuchuan, took off his breathing mask, and asked feebly, "Who sent you to kill me? The Qingtong Sect? Or the Angel Gang?"

"If you have to say it, I should be sent by God to collect protection money from you." Sitting aside, Wang Yuchuan was rarely in the mood to make a joke.

"It turns out that the Kingdom of God also collects protection fees. If I had known, I would not have invested in the construction of the monastery. I would directly prepare a large sum of money and bribe the envoy of God."

"It's too late to prepare now." Wang Yuchuan said with a serious face: "20 billion US dollars, buy your life, do you want to buy it?"

"Is there such a good thing?"

"As I said, I was sent by God to collect protection money from you. If you die, who will collect the protection money?"

In fact, Angel did not take Wang Yuchuan's words to heart, if there is really a god in the world.

Then he must have slept for too long to allow such a heinous villain to live to this day.

"Okay, 20 billion US dollars." Angel was very tired after talking so much, he closed his eyes, and finally confessed: "As long as you can save me, I will send this money to God immediately." account."

(End of this chapter)