Chapter 246 Biological Father and Son?

Two days later, in a village in the jungle of northern Myanmar.

He Guang was bored and counted the ants crawling on the ground, and from time to time he scratched the pimples on his body that were bitten by mosquitoes.

He didn't know where this place was, but it was definitely not Xiangjiang or Haojiang, because it was so wild, and there were big soldiers carrying AKs everywhere outside.

I don’t know why, but after two days of arresting him, I locked him in the house and provided him with water and food as soon as possible.

The big robber at least quoted a price and asked the meat ticket to call home and so on. It would be better to do nothing here and just lock him in the house and feed the mosquitoes.

In a house not far away, the Eight-faced Buddha was chatting with Shali.

"Who are these people from the He family? They don't care if their own son has been missing for two days?"

The Eight-faced Buddha said angrily while smoking a cigar. His original intention was to let the He family contact him proactively.

In this way, I can firmly grasp the initiative in my own hands. I didn't expect that there was no news after two days.

"Father, is there a possibility that the He family doesn't know that we kidnapped him?"

Sha Li touched his eyebrows and said softly.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Will those two bodyguards say anything?"

The Eight-faced Buddha waved his hand.

"Is there a possibility that the He family has many children..."

"Huh? Then I'll call the He family."

The Eight-faced Buddha thought for a while and felt that he couldn't wait like this. What if... what if they didn't care about He Guang's life or death, who would he go to?

Li Qing didn't even think about it. Now in the new world, anyone with the Eight-faced Buddha tattoo will be killed. He was so scared that his younger brothers started tattooing on the soles of their feet.

Damn Li Qing, he better never come to the Golden Triangle, otherwise he will never come back.

...

At this time, the big house had been having trouble with Old Man He for a whole day.

At first, I thought He Guang had gone somewhere to play, but he often disappeared for a day or two anyway.

It wasn't until his bodyguard came to report that He Guang was kidnapped.

But Old Man He was angry and said harshly that he didn't want to deal with He Guang's affairs.

"Master, no matter what, He Guang is still your son. If you don't care, he will be dead."

Old Man He said he didn't care, but in fact he had turned Haojiang upside down and made sure that the person was no longer in Haojiang.

Now that the other party has not contacted the He family, he is not sure what the other party wants to do?

"Ding ding ding..." The landline next to her rang.

The housekeeper answered the phone, his expression changed, and he handed the phone to Old Man He.

"Master, phone, kidnapper!"

Old Man He's eyes narrowed, he pursed his lips, picked up the phone, and said, "Hello!"

"Hello Mr. He, I am the Eight-faced Buddha!"

The Eight-faced Buddha said with a smile.

"What's up?"

Old Man He has a calm demeanor and does not panic at all when facing the kidnappers.

The Eight-faced Buddha opposite him was stunned for a moment, "Huh? Now I even doubt whether He Guang is your biological son."

"You don't have to doubt this, I hope not!"

"..."

The Eight-faced Buddha felt that there was nothing to talk about today. This was all about a father-son relationship. It was not normal at all.

He covered the microphone and kicked He Guang who was sitting next to him. "What kind of father are these? Are you still your biological child?"

Then he took away the microphone and let He Guang speak.

"Daddy, Daddy, save me! They were so cruel. They even made me feed mosquitoes for two days. My whole body was covered with mosquitoes..."

Hearing He Guang's wailing, Old Man He had a black line on his head, Mader, and was full of energy. It seemed that he had not suffered much.

"The Eight-faced Buddha is just asking for money! Just tell me how much it costs."

Old Man He sighed.

Hearing the other party's submission, the Eight-faced Buddha chuckled, "Not much, I just need to get the gold back."

The Eight-faced Buddha licked his lips. He didn't believe that He Guang's life was not worth the gold.

When Old Man He heard about gold, his blood surged, "There is so much gold, where can I get it for you?"

Although he didn't know the specific number of gold, it would definitely be no less.

"Then I don't care. Anyway, if the gold is lost in your son's hands, you will be responsible."

Old Man He took a deep breath and turned his eyes, "As far as I know, the gold is in Li Qing's hands. How about I be a peacemaker and let's sit down and talk?"

The Eight-faced Buddha curled his lips and kicked He Guang again. The old man opposite him thought he was a fool?

"I'm sorry, I don't know Li Qing or Li Hong. I only know that I lost my gold with your son.

Return the gold worth 500 million to me in one day, and your son will return to Zhao intact!

There is no gold, just wait to collect your son’s body! I just want gold. "

Ever since he received a counterfeit U.S. bill two years ago, he vowed never to trust paper money again.

Only gold cannot fool anyone!

The Eight-faced Buddha hung up the phone angrily, "Put him in a small room and continue to feed mosquitoes. He will get angry when he sees him. If you don't have the strength to cooperate with us in smuggling gold, you are going to eat shit!"

He Guang shrank his legs. He had experienced the cruelty of the world for the first time since he was a child.

In order to scare him, the Eight-faced Buddha cut a man's throat alive in front of him. It was so damn cruel.

He just wants to go home now. If he could do it all over again, he wouldn't want to engage in boat gambling or gold smuggling. Wouldn't he live a good life as a rich second generation just to win?

Opposite him, Old Man He listened to the busy tone on the phone and frowned.

"Gold worth 500 million? 0.4 tons of gold?"

Old Man He is very good at mathematics and can figure out how much gold needs to be struck with just a little thought.

"The housekeeper will contact all the gold shops, and I will call the jewelry tycoons in Hong Kong, hoping to get some money together."

Old Man He sighed and walked upstairs slowly.

......

At this time, Li Qing also heard the news that He Guang was kidnapped, "Haha, this old man He, I have reminded him, but he still doesn't care. He deserves it!"

He Min patted Li Qing gently and said angrily: "After all, he is my dad, please respect him a little."

"Okay, okay!" Li Qing made an OK gesture.

"With so much gold, I want to see if Old Man He can get it together."

Although he didn't know the deadline given by the Eight-Faced Buddha to Old Man He, it would definitely not be long. The longer the time, the more trouble there would be. There is more than one drug lord in the Golden Triangle.

He Min rolled his eyes at Li Qing and patted his vitals, "Hurry up and get up, didn't you say that Xiao Ma would come to Haojiang today?"

Li Qing patted his head. He had been immersed in He Min's gentleness for the past two days, letting her call him dad for two consecutive days, but he forgot about the business.

When I returned to Hong Kong last week, Xiao Ma was in Southeast Asia doing business with clients, and we hadn't met yet.

This time, Xiao Ma rushed back to see me as soon as he came back. It seemed that there was something important.

Two hours later, in the chairman's office of the New World Casino Group in Haojing.

"Xiao Ma, long time no see, how come you have lost so much weight?"

Li Qing frowned and glanced at Xiao Ma.

"Brother, business has been bad recently. The United States has come up with anti-counterfeiting technology for US dollars, and our counterfeit banknote transactions have been greatly reduced. The main reason is that the electric board is outdated."