"Heavy losses? How, how is this possible? Didn't our Zhang family pay the ransom?" the middle-aged man asked, confused.
These people were Ouyang Xiaotian and his group, who had left the Ginseng Hall not long ago.
Ouyang Xiaotian sneered, "Heh heh, why don't you take a look at what you father and son amount to? Do you think the Zhang family would spend such a large sum of money on two pieces of trash like you?"
"You, what do you mean?" the middle-aged man looked at Ouyang Xiaotian in astonishment.
Ouyang Xiaotian sneered, "Heh heh, let me tell you, the sixteen billion was actually paid by our Ouyang family."
"What?! This, how is this possible? Why would you pay for us?" the middle-aged man stared with wide eyes.
"Why? Mr. Zhang, don't you understand?" Ouyang Xiaotian looked at the middle-aged man meaningfully.
The middle-aged man frowned, disregarding the pain on his face.
But he really couldn't understand why the Ouyang family would pay for them.
Ouyang Xiaotian slowly walked to the middle-aged man's side, "You dog, if you weren't so stupid, how could our Ouyang family have lost so much money."
Feeling Ouyang Xiaotian's gaze, the middle-aged man said nervously, "Young Master Ouyang, don't worry, after we go back, we will definitely find a way to gather the money to repay you!"
"Heh heh."
Ouyang Xiaotian sneered, "Do you think you still have a chance to go back?"
"Young Master Ouyang, what, what do you mean? If we can't go back, how can we repay you?"
"There's no need to repay, because this money is the price for your lives."
As soon as Ouyang Xiaotian said this, the middle-aged man and Zhang Shiwen's faces turned pale with shock, their eyes wide with disbelief.
"Young Master Ouyang, you, you must be mistaken. You spent sixteen billion to save us, only to kill us?" the middle-aged man couldn't help but ask.
Ouyang Xiaotian nodded, "That's right, it's to make you shut up forever."
"Shut up forever?" the middle-aged man was startled.
Then his eyes widened suddenly, "You, you're worried that the relationship between the Ouyang family and Chen Mo will be revealed?"
A curve appeared on Ouyang Xiaotian's lips, "Mr. Zhang has finally caught on."
But the middle-aged man was still confused, "Then why did you save us? Couldn't you have just silenced us then and there?"
As soon as he said this, the middle-aged man was shocked again, "Could it be that he doesn't know about your alliance with other aristocratic families to deal with Chen Mo?"
The middle-aged man was very smart. At this critical moment, he pieced together the relationship between the Ouyang family, Chen Mo, and the other aristocratic families.
"I have to say, you are very smart." Ouyang Xiaotian did not deny it.
The middle-aged man was greatly alarmed and quickly looked at Ouyang Xiaotian, "Young Master Ouyang, please let us go. We promise we won't say a word about you and Chen Mo to the aristocratic families!"
Ouyang Xiaotian looked at the shimmering river surface, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes, "Do you think promises or dead people are more reliable?"
The middle-aged man's face turned ashen.
"Young Master Ouyang, please, we promise we won't say anything, really. Moreover, if you keep us alive, we can help you steal information about the Zhang family. I can tell you their decisions immediately!" To save himself and his son, the middle-aged man was even willing to betray his own family.
Ouyang Xiaotian smiled, "Heh heh, Mr. Zhang, you can even betray your own family, what else do you think you can't betray?"
As his voice fell, Ouyang Xiaotian waved his hand, "Do it."
Several men immediately walked towards the middle-aged man and Zhang Shiwen.
"Dad, Dad, I don't want to die! Dad!" Zhang Shiwen cried out continuously, his pants wet, clearly having urinated himself in fear.
The men tied the middle-aged man and Zhang Shiwen with chains, and then tied several stones to their bodies.
"Plop!"
"Plop!"
Two sounds of falling into the water echoed.
The middle-aged man and Zhang Shiwen struggled in the water for two minutes, and the water surface gradually returned to calm.
"Young Master, how should we deal with those people?" one of the men pointed to the Iveco behind them.
Inside, the subordinates of Zhang Shiwen and his son were lying in disarray.
"Since they are the subordinates of the Zhang father and son, they naturally have to accompany them," Ouyang Xiaotian instructed.
Soon, the doors of the Iveco behind them were locked.
The vehicle then slowly drove into the water.
By the time the men inside realized something was wrong, it was too late. The vehicle had already sunk into the river.
After dealing with these people, Ouyang Xiaotian sat back in the car.
At this time, Chen Mo had already returned home.
After today's events, Tian Mengyao finally allowed Chen Mo to sleep in her room.
He took an excited bath, but when Chen Mo pushed open the bedroom door, he suddenly found Tian Mengyao meticulously preparing a floor mat for him.
"Mengyao, what are you doing?" Chen Mo asked, confused.
"Of course, it's for you to sleep on the floor. The bed is too soft, and sleeping on it too much is bad for your back, so you need to sleep on the hard floor."
Chen Mo felt that Tian Mengyao had an ulterior motive, but he couldn't find any evidence.
"Mengyao, my back is fine, I can sleep on the bed," Chen Mo said, trying to get onto the bed.
"If you dare to get on the bed, I'll make sure you can't enter this door again," Tian Mengyao threatened.
Chen Mo was speechless.
However, feeling guilty, Chen Mo reluctantly lay down on the floor.
"I'll change my clothes, I won't peek!" Tian Mengyao threatened.
Chen Mo lay on the floor, and the bed blocked his view, so he couldn't see anything.
However, Chen Mo was not so bored as to get up and peek at his girlfriend changing clothes.
Soon, Chen Mo heard the rustling sound of clothes being changed.
However, at this moment, Chen Mo's phone suddenly rang.
Upon answering the call, Yamamoto Yaofu's voice came through, "Chen Mo-kun! The Zhang father and son and their subordinates are all dead."
"What!"
Hearing this, Chen Mo suddenly sat up from the floor.
"Ah!"
Tian Mengyao, who was changing clothes, suddenly let out a cry.
She trusted Chen Mo very much and knew that Chen Mo wouldn't peek, so she boldly changed into her pajamas in the room.
But what she never expected was that Chen Mo would suddenly sit up.
Chen Mo suddenly realized something, but his eyes couldn't help but look at Tian Mengyao's fair, jade-like skin.
"Gulp."
Chen Mo was a bit mesmerized and even swallowed.
"I, I'm sorry!" Chen Mo quickly apologized, but his eyes were still fixed on Tian Mengyao.
Tian Mengyao's small face was flushed with shame, and she glared at Chen Mo angrily, "Can you turn around before you apologize!"
Only then did Chen Mo realize he was still staring at her and quickly turned away.
"Chen Mo-kun? Are you busy?" Another woman's scream and a coquettish voice, even Yamamoto Yaofu felt a bit embarrassed.