Super Special Forces King

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"Get me one hundred and twenty million out, you will need it soon, and then send it to my villa."

Rong Shao said as soon as he came in.

"Mr. Rong, I don't go in circles. It is very stressful for our bank if you withdraw so much money. Would you like to think about it?" Manager Li said.

"What does this have to do with me? Can't I even withdraw my own money?" Rong Yongtian said.

"Of course, it's just..."

"It's nothing, my patience is very limited. If you wear it like this, I won't save money like you in the future, and let my family, my friends, and my business partners transfer the funds away!" Yongtian said domineeringly.

When he said this, he was very confident because of his strength.

After hearing this, Manager Li quickly said: "Don't, don't..."

"Then quickly..." Rong Yongtian said angrily.

"Okay, Mr. Rong wait a minute!" Manager Li was a little desperate.

But if you don't do it, the consequences will be worse.

Ten minutes later, Manager Li came over and took him to the back vault, where money was already prepared, and several policemen with guns and live ammunition were guarding him.

Rong Yongtian felt shocked when he saw the money piled up on the ground, and the knife behind him was even more excited. This is the first time I have seen so much money!

"Mr. Rong, here is your money, would you like to order some?" Manager Li smiled on his face and held a piece of paper in his hand: "If there is no problem, please sign this, you can Take the money away!"

"No need to order, forgive you for not daring to cheat me!"

Rong Yongtian signed, and he picked up a stack of money and smiled and said, "120 million, ha ha..."

"Yes, Mr. Rong, if you need to save again in the future, please choose our bank. We will give you the highest annualized rate!" Manager Li said.

"I'll talk about it when the time comes!" Rong Yongtian said and threw it back, and 10,000 yuan was thrown into the hand of the knife behind: "Yours!"

"thank you boss!"

Manager Li said: "Mr. Rong, we will deliver the money to your villa!"

"Okay, do it!"

Rong Yongtian has a sense of accomplishment. He temporarily forgot that the money is not his own. He then thought about his cousin's 500 million clubhouse? Five times more than this, it must be very shocking.

It feels good to be rich!

...

Two hours later, in Rong Yongtian's villa, the escorts left and Manager Li also left, and there was a brief peace in the villa.

Rong Yongtian returned to reality and sat here blankly looking at the pile of money. The big table could hardly fit.

This money is not yours!

At this time, the knife was already on the phone.

"Brother Feng, the money is out, in Rong Yongtian's villa!"

"Very well, send the money to Villa 8!"

"Yes!"

Knife hung up, and the opponent said: "Take the money and leave!"

"Yes!"

Several subordinates have long been unable to bear it, and no one can calm down seeing so much money. I really don't know that those corrupt officials can still ride bicycles to work and eat instant noodles.

He couldn't do it with a knife anyway, and neither could his brothers.

Several people moved the money to the garage under the villa, and there was a large car parked in the knife.

It took more than half an hour to move.

"Young Master Rong, this is what Brother Feng asked me to give you, surveillance video, we don't have a backup!" Knife held a small U disk in his hand.

Rong Yongtian inserted the U disk into the phone and looked at it. The video shows him playing Zhang Feng that night.

"Oh, good!" Rong Yongtian was a little lost.

"Farewell!" The knife bowed his hand to him, and then left happily.

"and many more!"

"Young Master Rong, please speak!"

"Who is he?"

This is what Rong Yongtian wants to know most.

"What does Rong Shao mean?" Dao asked knowingly.

"What is his identity? Why did my cousin's company face a crisis overnight?" Rong Yongtian asked.

The knife said: "Perhaps you will know in the future. Even if you tell you now, it's useless, but one thing is for sure. You and your Rong family can't offend him. This time you are very lucky and you are still alive. As for your cousin’s company, I can only say a silence!"

The whole operation of his cousin's company is a demon with a knife. How could he not understand that these little tricks don't need a microphone to take action.

The large and exquisite hall was very quiet and empty, making people frustrated. Rong Yongtian's mood had fallen to a low point. It turned out that he had hit a character that the entire Rong family couldn't afford.

No wonder he was able to dangle in front of Chen Wanru.

"Dudu..."

Rong Yongtian answered the phone mechanically.

"Is it Rong Yongtian? Why can't I see you in the ward? If something happens, our hospital is not responsible. Come back soon..."

"okay!"

"It's true that young people nowadays don't cherish themselves at all!"

The voice from the nurse was not loud, and Rong Yongtian didn't bother to listen, and died.

Toot...

Toot...

Rong Yongtian just put down the phone and rang again.

"I'm going back soon, what are you calling back for?" Rong Yongtian said angrily.

"Xiaotian, what are you talking about, are you going home? What's wrong?"

Mother's voice came from the phone.

"Oh, mom, it's okay. The hotel called just now. It was really annoying. I sent a buddy there last night, and then left. The hotel found me here, and I will deal with it later!" Rong Yongtian opened his mouth. Just came: "What do you want me to do?"

"I'm asking you, why did the money disappear all at once? Did you use it? Or did someone steal it?"

"I used it!" Rong Yongtian said, "I invested in a friend's company and I made it back soon!"

If the amount of money at home is too large, I will ask you questions.

"Oh, well, it's okay, you use it, your dad asked me to ask, and you don't want to make friends with everyone, otherwise you will suffer!"

"I know Mom, it's very reliable!" Rong Yongtian said.

"Then I can rest assured, you have to prepare for the selection competition, don't drink!"

"It's been a long time since drinking!"

"That's good, you go!"

Rong Yongtian hung up the phone, something in his heart seemed to be blocking his chest, very uncomfortable.

A few days later, he is not sure whether the selection will be able to perform normally, but he has to do it anyway.

When he returned to the hospital, he treated his stomach with peace of mind, using the best doctor and the best medicine, and he was not short of money.

To heal in the shortest time.

...

It was not until the evening that Zhang Feng went to Villa No. 8, which was the villa that Zhang Feng had obtained from Zhuo Chaoyun when he came to Kyoto. Now his uncle Murong Dasen lives here, and it has always been Zhang Feng's base camp.

There is a pile of money in the lobby of the villa, which is particularly eye-catching under the effect of the light. Zhang Feng has never seen so much cash, but it is quite eye-catching.