activa-t Chapter 361 Ander is Furious
Chapter 361 Ander is Furious
Zhao Meng's eyes welled up slightly after hearing what we said. He looked at us gratefully and nodded vigorously. Zhao Meng gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. His face was filled with pain from the inner struggle. "I... I can't take any more risks. My daughter can't wait any longer." His voice was filled with despair and helplessness as he slowly approached us.
"Thank you, thank you so much. If you hadn't woken us up, we would have lost our lives. We were just trying to make some money. When Ander found us, he just said he would bring her daughter home and give us 50,000 yuan after the job was done."
I chuckled when I heard that and said, "Then do you know how much he paid for his daughter's marriage? Are you sending you off with just 50,000 yuan? He married his daughter to a 50-year-old man, and the betrothal gift alone required 2 million yuan, but he only gave you 50,000 yuan. He's so stingy!"
Hearing this, Andre said angrily: "Don't listen to her nonsense. I just want to take my daughter home. It's too dangerous for a girl to be outside. Kill them quickly and I will give you 500,000 yuan. Have you forgotten that you still have a sick daughter in the hospital? This 500,000 yuan is not a small amount!"
Zhao Meng's expression instantly became complicated. Ander was right. He still had a sick daughter in the hospital. Five hundred thousand was indeed not a small amount for him. However, he had promised his daughter that he would never do anything illegal again. But he broke his promise after all.
Seeing that Zhao Meng was wavering, Ander quickly added fuel to the fire, "Brother, I'll give you one million. This is a million! Once you get this money, your daughter's illness can be completely cured. Maybe there will be some money left over so that you can live a more comfortable life in the future. Think about it, if you miss this opportunity, how can you give your daughter a better life?"
Zhao Meng's hands unconsciously clenched, his knuckles turning white from the strain. His mind flashed back to his daughter's pale face lying on the hospital bed, her eyes filled with trust and expectation. Once, his daughter had held his hand and whispered, "Dad, can you please stop doing bad things? Everyone laughs at me for having a bad dad."
"I...can I really do this?" Zhao Meng's voice trembled slightly. He seemed to be asking Andre, but also seemed to be asking himself.
"Of course!" Andre said eagerly, "As long as you act now, this million will be yours immediately. You won't have to worry about money anymore, and you won't have to watch your daughter suffer anymore."
Zhao Meng slowly raised his head, the struggle in his eyes becoming increasingly evident. He looked around. This was an abandoned factory, empty and silent, with only a few dim lights flickering. He, Ander, and his group of brothers were locked in a stalemate.
"No!" Zhao Meng suddenly shouted, "I can't make this mistake anymore. I promised my daughter to be a good person. Even without this half a million, I would find a way to cure her illness."
Ander's face instantly turned gloomy, and he said viciously, "Zhao Meng, don't refuse a toast. If you don't help me, not only will I not give you any money, I will also make it impossible for your daughter to stay in the hospital."
Zhao Meng's eyes became firm, he straightened his back and said, "It's useless for you to threaten me. I won't be controlled by you anymore. Today, brothers, I promised my daughter that we will never do bad things again. Didn't you also say that you would quit in the future?
By this time, Andre was furious, his face livid, his features contorted, veins bulging on his forehead, each one clearly visible as if it were about to burst through his skin. His breathing was rapid and heavy, his chest heaving violently, his hands clenched tightly into fists, his knuckles white from the exertion. He had never imagined that the duck he had in hand would actually fly away.
At this moment, Zhao Meng's phone rang suddenly. The sharp ringtone was particularly harsh in this abandoned factory, breaking the tense atmosphere. Zhao Meng's heart suddenly shrank, and an ominous premonition came to his mind. His eyes subconsciously swept to Ander, only to see that the other party also showed a puzzled and vigilant expression. Zhao Meng slowly reached into his pocket, took out his mobile phone, and saw that the call was from the hospital. Could it be that something happened to his daughter?
In an instant, his fingertips trembled uncontrollably. Did something happen at the hospital? Could it be that the hospital was asking for payment? If there was no money, the hospital might kick her daughter out. Thinking of this, he trembled and answered the phone.
All I heard was the doctor say, "Hello, Mr. Zhao Meng. Your daughter Zhao Xueying's surgery fee is not enough at all. You will need about one million."
The sound was like a hammer, hammering down on Zhao Meng's heart. His hand trembled violently, and the phone nearly slipped out of his grasp. "One...one million?" Zhao Meng's voice was trembling with despair as he repeated the astronomical figure, feeling as if his entire world was crumbling.
The brothers nearby saw Zhao Meng's face turn pale and he looked distraught. They all gathered around him, their faces full of worry. "Brother Meng, what's wrong?" "Did something happen at the hospital?" Everyone was talking at once, but Zhao Meng seemed to be distracted and couldn't hear what they were saying.
A subtle smugness now crossed Ander's face. He took a step forward, deliberately raising his voice and saying, "Zhao Meng, look, this is what happens if you don't cooperate with me. Your daughter's illness can't be cured without this million. If you agree now and help me bring my daughter back, the money will be deposited immediately."
Zhao Meng looked at me and Gu Yuxuan not far away. He held his head in his hands and said, "Daughter, I'm sorry. I really don't know what to do! I may have to break my promise to you."
Then he looked at me guiltily and said, "I'm sorry, my daughter needs money to save her life. He can only give me one million if he kills you."
I chuckled and said, "It's just one million, isn't it? It's nothing to me. Give me your phone and I'll help you solve your daughter's hospitalization problem. He's the kind of person who even dares to sell his own daughter. Do you think he'll give you one million?"
A flicker of hesitation flashed across Zhao Meng's eyes. He looked at me, as if trying to judge the truth of my words. One million was an astronomical figure that was out of reach for him, but this seemingly ordinary man said it so casually, leaving him momentarily struggling to make a decision. Ander De was anxious and shouted, "Zhao Meng, don't listen to his nonsense! He's just trying to stall for time. Hurry up and do it. I'll give you the money right away."
Zhao Meng gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. His face was filled with pain from the inner struggle. "I... I can't take any more risks. My daughter can't wait any longer." His voice was filled with despair and helplessness as he slowly approached us.
Seeing this, Gu Yuxuan subconsciously protected me behind him and whispered, "Be careful, he might start a fight." But I remained calm and patted Gu Yuxuan's shoulder, signaling him not to be nervous. Just when Zhao Meng was about to approach us.
I suddenly said loudly: "Zhao Meng, I will give you two million. I can transfer it to you directly now. I won't ask you to pay it back. I just hope you can beat him up for me and then throw him to the police station. Don't worry, I will send someone to get you out of the police station. Don't you want to vent your anger? Do you think that a man who can even sell his daughter will be willing to give you one million?" After I said that, I went straight to Zhao Meng, snatched his mobile phone, and saw his bank account number on the phone.