Marvel's Psyker

Chapter 163 Ring Bar
"Double? The tone is quite arrogant!"

The voice on the other end of the phone laughed disdainfully.

"Let me introduce you, I am the owner of the Ring Bar."

"A while ago, when this kid smashed up my car, he kept crying for poverty. The muzzle of the gun was on his forehead. He still bit him to death and said that he had no money. But now he suddenly has a sum of money in his hand. I I think it was given by you as an uncle?"

Listening to the other party's words, Bud sighed and admitted it.

"Yes."

"happy!"

"Okay, if that's the case, then I'll make it clear. You must bring the money within today! $30, not a penny less!"

"30 million?!"

Bud was so surprised that he almost crushed the phone in his hand.

"You just follow the phone signal and shoot me! Didn't you say it was [-]?"

"One hundred thousand is not enough!"

Bud hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Abel has a total of 20 on him."

"I know this. In fact, the money is no longer in his hands. But 20 is still not enough. I said 30! So it is 30! There is no possibility of bargaining!"

On the phone, the other party spoke harshly, with a tough attitude, and his tone of voice was decisive, which made Bud very anxious.

"Please! Did you make a mistake? The $30 rose to [-] in a few days. Even the most black-hearted loan shark in New York didn't have such an increase! With such a cruel heart, why don't you just rob the bank? "

"Besides, didn't Abel bring the one hundred thousand dollars to compensate your car? Why did you ask me to send it over? Sir, even gangsters can't be so greedy!"

Bard, who was roaring, suddenly felt a surge of heat in his body, which made him a little out of breath.He stopped questioning, supported the table with one hand and slowly sat back on the chair, panting heavily.

A few seconds later, a voice came from his hand.

"Are you finished?"

Compared with Bud's angry tone when he questioned, the other party's tone was extraordinarily relaxed and cheerful, and he even whistled in the mood.

"If you haven't finished speaking, I can wait for a while. In terms of patience, I think I'm pretty good."

Bud didn't speak, still panting heavily.

"Well, it seems that you are done talking, so it's my turn to say it."

"Answer your question! Sir, your nephew did compensate for the damage to my car, and that incident has passed."

"But after he paid [-] US dollars in compensation, he immediately ran to our casino to play non-stop. Unfortunately, he was too unlucky today, and lost all the remaining money in a few strokes."

"I saw that since he paid back my loss in a few days, he was very kind and gave him a pack of medicine for free to relieve his worries."

"But this kid is still not satisfied after using up the medicine! He said he still wanted to buy medicine, but he had no pockets at that time, and he couldn't even take out a single banknote! Of course I would not agree to him paying on credit, so I asked the security guard to take him out." Get out."

"Well, this kid was kicked out just a few minutes ago, and then sneaked back to the bar, trying to sneak into the warehouse to steal medicine!"

"However, we discovered this kid when he first succeeded. The security guard wanted to go up and subdue him, but he dared to resist?"

"No, when he was fighting with the security guard, he knocked over a shelf of medicines. It was a whole shelf of medicines! It was all spilled! We packed it up and planned to hand it over to a big client! As a result, it was all taken away. It was ruined on the ground!"

"You don't know, when I saw that scene with my own eyes, my heart hurt so badly that I almost couldn't bear it directly!"

The more the other party spoke on the phone, the more excited they became, and the tone became more and more tough.

"Sir, let me tell you! Our ring bar is very principled in doing business! If the medicine is overturned and dropped on the ground, if it is contaminated, it is a defective product! We cannot sell such goods to customers! "

"Although I am the owner of the bar, there are too many brothers under my hand to eat with me, and I don't have a lot of money, so it is impossible to just forget the money."

"So there's no other way~ The loss of that shelf of medicine can only be counted on your nephew."

"Chenghui! Sir, a total of 30 US dollars! No discount! Thank you!"

Bud gritted his teeth at the other party's frivolous tone, the hand holding the phone was trembling, and even his fingers turned white from too much force.

"You...you bastards! Go dreaming!"

"Oh? Oops ~ Oops ~"

The bar owner let out an exaggerated laugh on the phone, "You don't intend to abandon your nephew, do you?"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sudden crackling sound of falling objects, and then Abel's begging suddenly sounded on the phone.

"Uncle! Uncle! No! Help me! Please help me!"

Bud put the phone to his ear, with a dignified expression, motionless, and fell into silence.

The begging on the phone continued, "Uncle! Uncle Bud! Speak up! I am your own nephew! You promised to take good care of me before your mother's tombstone, you can't leave me alone! I beg you, Help me!"

"I promise you, I will quit the drug, I will find a decent job, I promise you everything, okay? I swear, I will listen to you in everything from now on! I beg you, Uncle Bud, don't leave me alone ~"

"Boy, didn't anyone tell you? Don't just grab a phone from someone else, even if it's yours!"

The voice of the bar owner suddenly came in, and then there was a crisp crackling sound, as if an ashtray had been smashed on a hard object.

Abel let out a scream.

The voice of the bar owner rang again on the phone, "I was interrupted by this kid just now, I'm sorry, let's continue. By the way, sir, did you just say that you don't want to give money?"

Bud sighed, "I didn't!"

"Okay, maybe you didn't catch my question, just a moment, Picoll! Are you there?"

"I'm here, boss."

"Go and chop off that kid's finger!"

"Yes!"

Hearing the voice from the phone, Bud panicked all of a sudden, and he yelled at the phone. "Stop! What are you trying to do? Stop! Don't hurt Abel, I told you not to hurt him!"

But Bud was ignored by the other party's roar. With the sound of a sharp knife cutting through the flesh, Abel let out a heart-wrenching roar, and then there was no sound.

"Abel? Abel!"

"Don't worry, your nephew just passed out from the pain, and there is no danger. After all, we still need you as an uncle to send money. If you don't believe me, I can take a photo and send it over. Do you need it?" ?”

Bud gasped heavily, not knowing what to say.

Compared to the nervous Bud, the bar owner's tone is very relaxed, as if he has decided to eat them.

(End of this chapter)