The metal surface of the lighter shone with a cold light, as sharp as a blade, and it rested on his neck like a blade.
Manager Zhang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he saw three black figures rushing into the room, and a cold columnar object was pressed on his head.
That cold feeling made Manager Zhang quickly realize what this object was.
Gun!
The man holding the gun stretched out his index finger and made a silencing gesture to him.
He noticed that two of them were walking towards the bedroom and his daughter's room.
Then, he heard his wife screaming.
But the sound only lasted for a moment and then stopped suddenly, like a quacking duck being strangled by the throat.
¡°It¡¯s no harm to the family!¡±
Manager Zhang didn¡¯t know where he got the courage to finally say something.
The tall man in a black trench coat turned around and gently closed the door, as if he was afraid of disturbing other people's dreams.
Walking in front of Manager Zhang, Hu San bent down, sat on the sofa, cocked Erlang Tu, held a cigarette in his mouth, and said in a deep voice: "Your daughter and wife are very cute."
"What a good man, no harm will come to your family! If you want money, I will give it to you. I will give you whatever you want, but don't touch them!"
As he spoke, he glanced at the room where his wife and daughter were.
Hu San flicked the cigarette ashes and said: "Don't get me wrong, I have no intention of harming them, I just came here to inquire about some things."
Manager Zhang stared at Hu San¡¯s eyes in the darkness, as if he wanted to see his face clearly, but was unable to do so.
However, he could feel that the person in front of him was very familiar, at least his body shape was very familiar to him.
But now he doesn't dare to think too much, because his wife and daughter are both under the control of this man.
"You can tell me, as long as I know something, I will tell you everything!"
Manager Zhang wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Hu San stuck his head out, put his cheek close to Manager Zhang, then picked up the silver lighter in his hand and made a snap.
Flames burst out from the lighter, illuminating the cheeks of Hu San and Manager Zhang at the same time.
"It's you??"
Seeing Hu San¡¯s face, Manager Zhang almost exclaimed.
Hu San smiled and said, "Yes, it's me."
Manager Zhang¡¯s heart was filled with turmoil. His previous guess was correct. The identity of Hu San was indeed extraordinary.
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He suddenly realized that he saw Hu San¡¯s face, wouldn¡¯t he also die?
Kill people and silence them!
He is the one who is going to be killed by Hu San!
So, Manager Zhang immediately turned away and said almost in a whisper: "II don't know you, I didn't see anything, don't kill me, don't kill me, don't"
Seeing the timid look on Manager Zhang¡¯s face, Hu San put out the lighter, half-lying on the sofa and said, ¡°I came here to see something. After watching it, we will leave.¡±
"What are you looking at? As long as as long as you let me go at least, let go of my wife and daughter, you can watch whatever you want."
Manager Zhang said with trembling lips.
He seemed to have determined that he would die, but no matter what, he didn't want anything to happen to his wife and daughter.
Hu San turned over the silver lighter in his hand and said, "You should have a list of the places where the goods are sent."
Hearing this, Manager Zhang was slightly startled, but he was thinking about what Hu San wanted to do with that thing.
"Didn't you hear that?"
Hu San¡¯s deep and coarse voice came, which made Manager Zhang think about it at this time.
"Yes, of course there is, II'll get it for you."
With that said, he stood up tremblingly, and was escorted by Hu San's soldiers to the bedroom.
After finding the list of shipping addresses from the bedroom, Manager Zhang handed it over with both hands honestly and said: "There are thirty addresses in total, and they are all here."
Hu San took the piece of paper over and took a rough look at it with the help of the light of the lighter.
There are several addresses among which the ANBU has determined to be the area where Japanese military material storage warehouses are located.
Therefore, it is basically certain that the list in front of you is very reliable.
Seeing this, he said: "Yes, Manager Zhang, you are very cooperative with our work."
With that said, he fumbled around, took out a candy from his arms, and put it in front of Manager Zhang.
"This candy is a gift for your daughter. I hope she will like it."
After saying that, Hu San stood up, waved to his soldiers, and walked outside.
When leaving, they also closed the door gently, making almost no sound.
When they left, Manager Zhang collapsed on the ground as if all his strength had been drained.
Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he got up and walked to his daughter's room.
Entering the room, he saw that his daughter was still sleeping soundly, seemingly unaware of what had just happened in the room.
And next to his daughter, there is an extra doll.
When Manager Zhang saw the doll, it was like seeing a witch doll. He grabbed it and wanted to throw it to the ground.
But his hand did not fall down, but he honestly put the doll back.
Hu San¡¯s meaning is obvious. As long as he dares to act rashly, his wife and daughter will definitely be implicated.
Manager Zhang is afraid of death, but what he is more afraid of is that his wife and daughter will be harmed because of him.
He sat in the living room, took out a pack of cigarettes, and smoked one after another, thinking about how to deal with it.
The next morning, Manager Zhang went to work as usual, but his face was not very good.
As soon as he entered the cargo station, he saw Hu San greeting his workers and carrying goods.
Seeing Manager Zhang coming over, Hu San shouted: "Manager Zhang, good morning! I think you're not doing well. Did you pay your wife the official food last night?"
"Youdon't talk nonsense about you!"
Manager Zhang retorted feebly, but other workers laughed and booed.
Hu San also laughed and said: "I think you are very weak, but you need to exercise well. Do you want to follow us to carry the goods?"
"II can't do rough work."
When Manager Zhang replied to Hu San's words, there was already a little fear in his voice.
He looked at Hu San now. The rough-looking man in front of him could not be related to the man he met with a cigarette in his mouth and a gloomy face.
¡°But Manager Zhang is very sure that everything he experienced last night was not a dream, but a reality. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com