AWB Chapter 242 The True Identity of the Ba Family
Chapter 242 The True Identity of the Ba Family
"You're useless! You can't even catch two students. What else can you do? Get out of here and go to northern Myanmar right now. Don't come back without my call. I'll give your family 10 yuan. Just watch your mouth."
Pasteur Group.
CEO's office.
Balanshan hung up the phone with a sullen face, pulled out the SIM card and flushed it down the toilet.
The 10 yuan resettlement fee is both a hush money and a threat.
Watch your mouth, 10 is your settling-in fee.
If you don’t manage it well, 10 yuan will be the life-saving money of your whole family.
In this era, many things are so pure.
Pure emotions touch people and make them nostalgic.
However, where the light does not reach, the blood and violence are also pure and direct.
Even more cruel than what we know and see...
After watching the phone card being washed away, Balanshan turned his head and glanced at Xiaodao. "He's your own man, go and deal with him. When you're done, send 10 yuan to his family."
Xiaodao nodded and turned to leave.
Looking at the closed door, Balanshan lit a cigar and hid his face behind the swirling smoke. He smoked half of the cigar before taking out his phone and making a call. "Xiaodao has already left. Follow him from a distance. If he has taken care of all the people, come back directly. If not, you know..."
"Also, as for the two taken away by the police, tell them to watch their mouths. If they can't hold on any longer, just put the blame on Xiaodao. We've raised them for so many years, it's time for them to make a difference. If they can't do that..."
Speaking of which,
Balanshan's eyes flashed with a cruel look, "Just show them the pictures of their parents, wives, and children..."
After arranging everything.
Balanshan called Baligang and said, "Change your clothes and take the rural roads to the Magic City, and then to the Ugly Country. I have prepared your documents and passport for you. It's at the old house in the suburbs that I took you to before. Remember, from now on, your name is Liu Anqun. Also, unless I contact you first, don't contact anyone, including your father. Hang up the phone and use the method I taught you to destroy the SIM card..."
On the other side of the phone.
Inside a Porsche sports car.
Baligang, who was waiting for a hero to save the beauty, was stunned. "Uncle, what happened? Don't scare me."
Balanshan said, "There's no time to explain now. Remember, if our Ba family can't survive this disaster, you will be called Liu Anqun. What I have prepared for you in the Ugly Country is enough for you to live for a lifetime."
Baligang asked, "Uncle, is there something wrong with the people who kidnapped Su Ying?"
Balanshan hesitated for a moment and nodded. "I underestimated that little bastard and Su Ying. They practiced free fighting and grappling, and our people were caught off guard and fell. Although they can't find us for the time being, it's better for you to go abroad just in case."
Baligon: "But..."
Balanshan said, "No buts. Listen to me and don't act willfully. If our Ba family can survive this disaster, I will personally go to the Ugly Country to bring you back."
Baligaon nodded, "Okay."
After Bali hung up the phone, he pulled out his SIM card, broke it into pieces, and threw it into the nearby sewer. Then, reluctantly, he stroked the steering wheel of his Porsche, got out, and walked into a nearby shopping mall. He changed into a black tracksuit, a suit he usually never even glanced at, put on a baseball cap, and hailed a taxi...
However, he went not to the eastern suburbs of Jinling, but to the western suburbs.
In the eastern suburbs was the safe house arranged by his uncle Balanshan.
But since he went to that safe house, he also built a safe house for himself.
No one knew about that safe house except himself.
At first, he didn't think much of it.
However, now, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
Last night, those videos that appeared at the concert could be said to have been released by that little beast Pan Yinian through bribery.
But in the end, where did Liu Yiyi go?
Originally, he wanted to take the opportunity to eat this piece of tender meat last night.
Who would have thought that Liu Yiyi could not be found at all.
Also, Liu Yiyi’s bag.
If he remembered correctly, when his uncle drove Liu Yiyi out, Liu Yiyi did not bring her bag, but when he was about to leave, Liu Yiyi's bag was gone.
Immediately afterwards, today's kidnapping of Su Ying went wrong.
If there is no connection between the two, he would never believe it.
"I never thought that after hunting geese all year round, I would get my eye pecked by a wild goose. Liu Yiyi, Liu Yiyi, I hope this incident has nothing to do with you, otherwise, I will not just kill you."
"And Pan Yinian, you'd better pray that our Ba family will be completely destroyed."
"Otherwise, I will let you know what will happen if you offend me, Baligaon."
"And Pan Yinian..."
"Not just Su Ying, I will kill all the women related to you in front of you one by one..."
this moment.
The dandy air on Baligao disappeared without a trace.
His cunning and vicious appearance seemed as if he had been carved from the same mold as Mount Balan.
However, he didn't know.
When he took a taxi to the western suburbs, a slender, long-haired beauty and a handsome young man drove behind him...
……
at the same time.
Balanshan, who thought he had arranged everything, completely let go.
Balanshan first called the female secretary in, then tapped the desk. After the female secretary walked to the front cautiously, Balanshan threw several documents to the female secretary.
"Do it in order."
"First, let all major media outlets know that the Christmas Eve carnival has nothing to do with the Ba family. We are also victims, and we will use legal weapons to protect our rights."
"Second, notify Green Bean's agent and his company to compensate the Bashi Group for all losses."
"Third, file a lawsuit in court against Green Bean and its company..."
The female secretary asked cautiously, "What about the artists from Bangzi, Xiaojiaopanzi, and Ugly Country?"
Swish!
Balanshan's fierce gaze suddenly fell on the female secretary's face, "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."
The female secretary, who was as silent as a cicada, nodded repeatedly.
After the female secretary left, Balanshan took out a copy of Xiaojiaobenzi's passport from the drawer, stroked it gently, and then nodded and called the relevant department of Xiaojiaobenzi in Jinling. "Don't worry, Mr. Tojo, our cooperation will not be affected in any way."
"However, I hope you can come out for a while, after all, these influences are too bad."
"You know, if those stupid Chinese start making trouble, it will have a very bad impact on our plan."
"Don't worry, Mr. Tojo. Our Ba Group has secretly taken control of three Chinese medicine manufacturers and purchased many rare medical books. In just two years at most, these Chinese traditional medicine prescriptions will become the patents of our Big Foot Basin Empire."
"Also, my people have already started contacting the high-quality medicinal herb planting base in Jiangnan Province."
"When the time is right, our Foot Basin Chinese Medicine will dominate the international Chinese medicine market."
"By then, even if the Chinese want to produce traditional Chinese medicine, they will have to pay us patent fees..."
"Don't worry. I've already reached a consensus with Liu Qing, the only daughter of the Liu family in the imperial capital. The Internet Cafe Lock Alliance's voice in the industry is destined to fall into our hands. By then, we'll have control over a propaganda channel no less powerful than China's official media, allowing our culture to completely dominate the Chinese market..."
"Hayi, don't worry. As long as we get through this difficult time, I will mobilize all my connections and vigorously promote Fengqing Street and the Foot Basin School..."
"Hayi, I understand. I swear by the half of my Foot Basin bloodline that I can dedicate everything to the cause of our Great Foot Basin Empire."
"Tojo-kun, please this time..."
After hanging up the phone, Balanshan leaned back on the sofa and relit his cigar. The solemnity and worry on his face also dissipated for the most part.
But at this moment, the female secretary who had just left a few minutes ago rushed in in a panic.
"Boss Ba, something bad has happened!"