The script Qiao Feiyun gave to his assistant was to immediately end the conversation after leaving a harsh word, asking the other party to consider whether to accept his own conditions.

But no one expected that the old godfather would instantly counterattack and completely overturn the situation in one sentence.

When Qiao Feiyun heard him say that there were thousands of family members at the scene, his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

Thousands of people!

Is this the fuck going to call the police or to parade?!

This is not a big deal, right?!

Just when he was frightened, the old godfather had already hung up the phone.

For the old godfather, his fifty years of gang career may not have allowed him to really learn any skills, but at least he has already achieved perfection in such things as bluffing.

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Qiao Feiyun kept paced back and forth in the room.

I don’t know where to avenge my brother’s tragic death. The bill of 41 billion was already in front of him, which made his mentality completely explode and he was almost about to collapse.

The assistant couldn't help asking him: "Master...what should we do now..."

"What to do..." Qiao Feiyun murmured with empty eyes, shook her head and said to herself: "I don't know what to do... I don't know how to tell my family about Feiyu's affairs, so I don't know how to solve the compensation of more than 4 billion yuan..."

The assistant thought about it and gritted his teeth and asked, "Why do you want to add some more for them?"

"Add?" Qiao Feiyun asked back, "How much do you think is appropriate to add?"

The assistant thought for a moment and said, "I think it's worth another half a million."

Qiao Feiyun shook his head and said dejectedly: "It's impossible. I'm willing to add 500,000 yuan to the situation, but the other party will definitely not agree. He has guessed my weakness. He knows that I can't afford to bet..."

The assistant hurriedly said, "Young Master, I don't think they can afford to bet. What they lose is the pillars of the family. If they can't get the pension, it will be difficult for them to guarantee their future lives!"

Qiao Feiyun gritted his teeth and said, "You don't understand. The decision is in our hands. However, on their side, the decision is in the hands of thousands of people! If one of these thousands of people is dissatisfied and goes to report this matter, the nuclear bomb will be detonated! Even if everyone else is willing to accept it, it will be useless!"

The assistant suddenly realized.

Although the other party only contacted him, behind him was a group of thousands of people.

When he offered conditions on behalf of thousands of people, this condition must have been recognized by everyone.

However, once this condition is compressed, these thousands of people may not reach a consensus with him.

Therefore, once something goes wrong, things will be completely out of control.

Thinking of this, he could only ask tentatively: "Master, then...what should we do? Do we have to promise them? They only gave us three minutes to consider..."

Qiao Feiyun was tortured by multiple powerful negative emotions at this time and was about to explode.

He has been smooth sailing in his life, and has never encountered such a dilemma before, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

However, time passes by minute by second.

Seeing that there were less than thirty seconds left before the countdown of the three-minute countdown, Qiao Feiyun clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Promise him!"

Although the assistant felt extremely painful, he knew that there was no other way, so he immediately called the old godfather.

The old godfather Ryan is with thousands of people, waiting for the phone to ring again.

The thousands of people gathered below were completely worried about their sadness, and everyone was eagerly waiting for each other's reply.

They never expected that the old godfather would dare to shout a quotation of five million, but when the old godfather called out this number, they all hoped that this matter would be finalized.

Just when three minutes were about to end, the old godfather's cell phone rang again.

Everyone's expressions were full of intense excitement, and everyone subconsciously clenched their fists, waiting for the final result.

At this time, the old godfather pressed the answer button slowly and uttered a word coldly: "Say!"

Qiao Feiyun's assistant on the other side of the phone already felt the oppression from the old godfather.

He could only say with a stingy forehead: "Our boss has agreed to your request, but you must ensure that no one can call the police for this matter!"

Everyone's faces were instantly filled with excitement.

It can be seen that they were all trying hard to endure it so as not to cheer when the old godfather was talking to each other.

At this time, the old godfather was so excited that he almost fainted, but he still held his tone and said coldly: "Since that's the case, I will ask someone to prepare a list and the collection information of each family later. You have 24 hours to complete the remittance!"

Qiao Feiyun's assistant hurriedly said: "We can't pay you five million US dollars at a time. If you call the police after you get the money, how can we guarantee our interests?"

The old godfather asked, "What do you want?"

Qiao Feiyun's assistant hurriedly said: "We will pay each of you two million first, and the remaining three million will be paid in thirty-six times in three years!"

"Dream!" the old godfather blurted out without thinking: "You have only one choice. You can transfer five million dollars to everyone's account within 24 hours, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences!"

Qiao Feiyun's assistant was still trying to argue: "Then how can we protect our interests?! You always have to give us some protection, right?!"

The old godfather said arrogantly: "You have my promise!"

"Promise..." Qiao Feiyun's assistant said coldly: "Who dares to believe such a promise without sufficient guarantee?"

The old godfather asked back: "Do you think there are any other choices besides choosing to believe me?"

Qiao Feiyun's assistant was speechless.

Qiao Feiyun, who was standing beside him, seemed to have given up resisting and waved his hand to Qiao Feiyun.

Qiao Feiyun's assistant had to grit her teeth and said, "Okay! Then do what you said! I'll send you an email address later. After you count the list and payment account, send it to my email. In addition, I need the family members of every missing person to shoot a video so that the money will not fall into the pockets of others!"

"Okay!" The old godfather resisted the urge to cheer loudly and said coldly: "Send me the email address and I will prepare everything!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

The moment the phone hung up, he cheered excitedly: "They agreed! They agreed!"

There was a sea of ​​joy in the audience, and the cheers almost overturned the church.

Some people couldn't even contain their excitement, cheering loudly while jumping on the spot, their excited expressions beyond words.

The old godfather was a little dazed for a moment. He looked at the excited and carnival crowds in the audience and suddenly felt out of control and disorder.

He vaguely remembers that in the distant 2006, when the Italian men's football team won the World Cup, people seemed to be so excited.

It may even be even worse than it is now.

The old man who had three missing sons and was about to become the second old godfather, his face was flushed and he shouted excitedly: "One person has five million, then... wouldn't that mean that my three sons can get 15 million US dollars?!"

Someone immediately scolded him: "Albert, you are simply a piece of shit! Don't forget that it was the lives of your three sons!"

Albert asked coldly: "What do you mean by Pippen? I saw that you were very excited just now. Now I came to scold me. Do you think you have disappeared a son and only got five million dollars. It's a loss?! If I had known this, it would be better to let your two daughters join the group early!"

"You...you..." Pippen, who was exposed, didn't know how to respond for a moment, so he could only say angrily: "I wanted them to join the group for a long time, but the group had regulations at that time that women were not allowed to participate in group affairs. It was all the blame for that damn Dinocio!"
Chapter completed!