442: Chapter 431 Relatives 442: Chapter 431 Relatives Gulang was playing some unknown schemes, while Lei Ting was overwhelmed with his own troubles and had no time to provoke him; as for Long Tiantian, it was even more unnecessary to say.
Ever since their conversation, she was vigorously investigating the spies around her.
As for those small organizations, even if you gave them three times the courage, they wouldn’t dare to take on this five million so recklessly.
If there were individuals who wanted to cling to the Shura Alliance, they might even betray them and deliver Li Man’s entire family right before their face.
Seeing Song Yun’s calm and composed demeanor, the middle-aged man was momentarily unsure about the young man’s tactics.
He was neither fearful, which made the man wonder whether the youngster was genuinely composed or feigning depth.
“Are you really sure you want to be so greedy and demand a king’s ransom?” the middle-aged man asked again, “Don’t wait until it’s too late for regrets when you start begging for mercy.”
“You and your family, why are you all so brain-dead?
I’ve only got one thing to say: if you want the bounty, then go now.
If you’re any later, they’ll be off work,” Song Yun took a deep drag of his cigarette.
“But if you don’t have the guts to set a bounty, then quickly cough up the money.
Honestly, you’re really dragging this out.”
“Don’t you have any respect for the law?” the middle-aged man said angrily.
“This is extortion, and whether you believe it or not, I can call people over.”
“Go on, call them.
I’ll be waiting here.
But look, I’ve only got an hour to entertain you.
If we can’t settle this in an hour, even if you plan to pay, Li Man won’t be leaving,” Song Yun said assertively.
The middle-aged man scoffed, turned around, and left the room to make a phone call, although it was unclear to whom, he returned full of confidence, giving Song Yun a dead-man-watching look.
In his eyes, no matter how influential Song Yun was, he was still a figure of the underworld.
Soon, sirens were heard outside.
Wang Dong hurriedly entered, and upon seeing Song Yun and Li Shishi’s mocking faces, even without knowing the earlier events, he could roughly guess what had happened.
Cursing his relatives silently, he approached Song Yun with a friendly smile, “Song Yun, what brings you here?”
“Why am I here?
I should be the one asking you that.
What brings you here,” Song Yun extinguished his cigarette.”This is my territory.
I was planning to open a new shopping center here, but I didn’t expect to be insulted and someone plotting my death.
Now that you’re here, can you sort this out?”
“Old Li, what on earth is going on?” Wang Dong frowned.
His position was bolstered by Mr.
Li and Song Yun, especially with the intelligence from Song Yun, which not only provided criminal clues but also foreknowledge of upcoming documents.
If he upset Song Yun, it would be a big joke.
Everyone knew that Song Yun’s mansion housed two daughters of the Li Family.
Frankly, Mr.
Li and Song Yun were already close as brothers, so how could Wang Dong be unaware of their connections?
“He wants to illegally detain Xiao Man and demands hundreds of thousands from us,” the lady exclaimed first.
“Wang Dong, cousin, you must stand up for us.”
“So, you and Li Man’s family are related, huh?
It truly is a small world,” Song Yun sighed.
“But that doesn’t change my principles.
Wang Dong, what are you going to do?
Are you going to side with your relatives and sue me or ignore this?”
Wang Dong chuckled dryly, “We can discuss everything calmly.
It’s not necessary to fight to the death, as that would only cause great loss to one party.”
“Let’s settle it this way then: you give me the money, and I won’t pursue this matter any further,” Song Yun generously offered.
“Buying your family’s future with this money is worth it.”
“Song Yun, this woman is a distant relative of mine.
Could you perhaps be a bit lenient?” Wang Dong whispered sitting next to Song Yun.
“If you knew what happened today, you wouldn’t be saying that,” Song Yun sighed and handed over his dirty clothing to Wang Dong, “See if there’s anything improper.”
Wang Dong, receiving the foul-smelling clothes, nearly retched, but knowing Song Yun must have a reason for showing these, though it was just a dirty piece of clothing, what could be wrong?
But upon examining it closely, Wang Dong saw a line of golden stitching at the cuff that almost made his heart stop—it was the same design that Mr.
Song, a celebrated designer from Yanjing, had made for his own clothes.
Damn, he had previously heard that Mr.
Song had sent one such piece to Song Yun.
“If this clothing is just dirty, what’s the big deal?” Wang Dong lamented.
“This blood was from saving someone, I don’t mind, but the dust and dirt are from when Li Man carelessly threw it on the ground, I do mind,” Song Yun’s words were simple but clearly expressed his displeasure.
“Old Li, most of the fault seems to lie with Li Man.
You might as well bleed a little; after all, it won’t significantly affect your total assets, you’d just hand over a couple of deals,” Wang Dong sighed and cautiously placed the clothing on the table.
The middle-aged man didn’t expect his biggest support to say such a thing.
He hadn’t even responded yet, but the lady beside him was unwilling to let it go.
Her son was beaten so hard that he might be disfigured—how could they let the assailant off so easily?
“It’s not possible, Wang Dong, cousin.
Our family’s Li Man isn’t to blame here, how can you talk like this?
The money Old Li earns isn’t blown in by the winds, we can’t just hand it over.”
If this woman weren’t his relative, Wang Dong probably would have cursed her ancestors silently, the epitome of the adage: “Long hair, short on sense,” yet another lesson witnessed today.
“Enough talk, do as I say.
If you still listen to me, then just pay up quietly.
If you have other plans, suit yourselves, but don’t come to me with any issues later,” Wang Dong spoke coldly.
“This…” The middle-aged man hesitated, to pay or not to pay, that was a critical decision.