Liu Weiqiang was holding a cigarette in his mouth, and when he heard this, he felt as if he had heard a huge joke.

He raised his hand and pressed the cigarette butt into a dish that Song's mother had just brought to the table before she had time to start eating, and then made a vicious "Pooh" sound.

"You treat me as your son? Who do you think you are, you old man? You dare to say such things? I think you are tired of living!"

The other hooligans followed suit and said, "That's right, your Song family is worthless. Don't you know our eldest brother's status? Why are you trying to establish a relationship with him?"

Mother Song waved her hands in panic:

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant. I was wrong. How can I be worthy of being Weiqiang's relative? I was confused. Please don't take it seriously. Just forgive me, an old woman, this time."

The younger brother who had just spoken glared at her with disdain.

"You think you can call me Big Brother by my name? You should call me Master Liu. I really give you face!"

Sister Song Mai was also extremely anxious. She had already made arrangements for the 500,000 yuan, so how could she give it away?

Besides, where can the family come up with two million?

She pulled Brother Song Mai's sleeve and whispered, "Why don't you think of a solution quickly? What should we do now?"

Where has Brother Song Mai ever seen such a scene?

In the past, he had only been involved in minor fights at school. He had never seen such a big scene before and was scared silly.

Besides, he had nothing to do with the matter in the first place, so naturally he was unwilling to step forward and take responsibility.

He shook off Mrs. Song Mai's hand with a very ugly look on his face.

"I want to find a solution? What solution can I find? Didn't you provoke him? It was you who persuaded my mother to marry Song Mai to Liu Weiqiang. Didn't you always say how good he was? Why don't you dare to say anything now that something bad has happened? You still want me to find a solution. If you want to find a solution, go ahead and think about it. I don't care."

Having said that, he actually walked straight into the bedroom, leaving the other three to deal with the matter.

Sister Song Mai stamped her feet in anger, then turned to look at Father Song:

"Dad, you are the head of the family. Something like this happened today. You make a decision."

Song's father has always been a man without his own opinion at home, and he always does what Song's mother says. Now that such a big thing has happened, he is already at a loss and can't even utter a complete sentence.

"I don't know, go ask your mother."

Seeing that none of them could come up with an idea, and instead they all hid away, not wanting to face the matter, Song Mai's wife immediately started crying and shouting:

"Oh my - why is my life so miserable! The young ones are afraid of trouble, and the old ones are useless. Do you think a woman like me should be the one to charge in the front? My children are not grown up yet, how can I live like this!"

Her voice was high-pitched, sharp and piercing. The atmosphere was already tense, and her appearance made it even more uncomfortable to listen to.

Mother Song glared at her:

"Why are you howling! Your father and I are still alive! What good will it do you if we two old men are pissed off to death? You want to take the two million? My son is right. You were the one who caused this. Why don't you solve it?"

Mrs. Song Mai was so scared that she immediately shut up and stood aside angrily without saying anything.

Song's mother begged Liu Weiqiang again: "Master Liu, please give me some more time, I will definitely find the person for you."

Liu Weiqiang glanced at her sideways: "Do you think I will still believe you? How many times have you fooled me before? Every time you said you could find it and do it, but what happened? You think I'm too easy to talk to, right? You fooled me again and again. I'm telling you, you old fool, I'm not discussing with you, I'm informing your Song family that the 200 million cannot be less than a penny, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his men rushed into the bedroom and controlled Brother Song Mai.

Brother Song Mai was so frightened that he screamed:

"What are you doing! What are you doing!?"

Song's mother has always regarded her son as her life, so how could she bear to see him suffer such an injustice?

He immediately stepped forward to protect his son:

"Don't touch him! This matter has nothing to do with him!"

Liu Weiqiang grinned: "If it has nothing to do with him, then who has it to do with? No one in your Song family can stay out of this matter! You can't bear to part with this son, right? Then I want to see how far you, as a mother, can go for him!"

As he said this, he winked at the two people who were controlling Brother Song Mai. The two men immediately understood what Liu Weiqiang meant. One of them twisted his arm and the other kicked his knee. With a "click", Brother Song Mai's legs and arms were both dislocated.

The pain made him scream like a pig being slaughtered.

Song's mother was heartbroken. She had always loved her son dearly, so how could she bear to see him suffer like this?

She knelt down in front of Liu Weiqiang, tears streaming down her old face.

"Master Liu, we are really wrong. We will pay you back one million, and you will forgive us!"

When Sister Song Mai heard this, her face immediately turned pale:

"Mom, how can our family have so much money? Five hundred thousand is already the limit."

Mother Song looked at it with anger in her eyes:

"You have to take it even if you can't. Do you want to watch my son die?"

Mrs. Song Mai was speechless but extremely anxious.

She knew the family's financial situation very well. She came up with this idea because they had no money. But now she couldn't keep the 500,000 yuan and had to raise another 500,000 yuan to give to Liu Weiqiang. Once the one million yuan was taken out, what would be left in this family?

How will she and her son live in the future?

Liu Weiqiang didn't even look at Song's mother: "I'll say it one last time, two million. If it doesn't work, forget it. As far as I know, you still have a grandson in elementary school. Since you can't take out two million, I will let my people take your grandson away before school is over. Maybe I can sell him for hundreds of thousands, which can make up for my losses."

As soon as these words were spoken, Mrs. Song Mai, who had just thought that she couldn't give the money, was so frightened that she couldn't stand.

"No! How can you buy and sell human beings? What does this have to do with my son? You can't do this!"

Song's mother was also extremely anxious: "Master Liu, it's not that our family doesn't want to pay this money, but we really can't afford it! You have seen the situation of our family, how can we come up with two million?"

Liu Weiqiang lost his patience and looked at her with a frown:

"This is not something I should think about. If you don't have money, just sell the house. Just give me the money and I will never bother you again. If you can't give it to me..."

He didn't say anything else, just raised his hand towards the two thugs standing next to him.

The two thugs immediately understood what he meant and walked out the door with a wicked smile.

Sister Song Mai no longer cared about anything else and immediately begged Mother Song:

"Mom, Xiaohao is your only grandson, you can't just stand by and watch him die! He is my life, how can I live without him!"

Song's mother naturally couldn't bear to part with her grandson. After thinking for a few seconds, she gritted her teeth and said:

"I promise you!"

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