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Chapter 267: The Courage of Touma Dilu

A younger brother stepped forward, opened the bag, checked it, and nodded excitedly: "Brother Wu, the money is real, there is nothing wrong with it?"

“The number is correct.”

Dilu asked, "Can Brother Chen and I go now?"

A smug smile appeared on Ruan Xingwu's face, and he laughed and said, "I never thought that you Hong Kong Islanders would be so stupid to believe us so easily."

"Hahaha, I'm so sorry, I'm afraid I'm going to break my promise!"

"I promised Uncle San that I would hand Han Chen over to him. So, not only can Han Chen not leave, but even you, Mr. Dilu, can't go back either."

After saying that, he laughed uncontrollably. Now that he had the money and the people, the younger brothers in the car looked at Dilu with contempt.

Dilu's face did not show the fear that everyone expected. He quickly took out a remote control from his pocket with his right hand, and tore open his clothes with his left hand, revealing a circle of electronic devices around his waist.

Amid everyone's puzzled expressions, Diluhao pressed the button without hesitation.

The electronic device on the waist emitted a brightly colored light and made a beeping sound.

Dilu shouted, "Don't move, this is a remote-controlled bomb. It can destroy a building after it explodes. At such a close distance, I'm afraid no one sitting here will survive."

Dilu's action was completed in an instant, Ruan Xingwu's laughter stopped abruptly, his pupils shrank, and his scalp exploded.

Looking at Dilu's crazy and desperate look, and the strange thing on his waist, Ruan Xingwu felt an extreme danger approaching him. It seemed that his heart was tightly squeezed, his breathing was choked, and sweat was pouring down his forehead.

Countless experiences of escaping death have taught me that if it is not handled properly, that thing can really cost the lives of everyone in the car.

As soon as Dilu finished speaking, the people in the car subconsciously shrank back, but there was only so much space in the car, so where could they hide?

Everyone looked at each other with fear and rushed to the car door.

"Stop, if anyone dares to move, I will detonate immediately."

"Brother Dilu, come on, if you have anything to say, just talk it over nicely and don't act rashly."

"I was just joking just now to ease the tense atmosphere. Please don't take it seriously."

Everyone suddenly didn't dare to move. Cold sweat broke out all over their bodies. They looked at Dilu nervously. Ruan Xingwu's eyes rolled around, as if he was thinking about something.

"Brother Wu, you'd better not have any bad thoughts. You don't know how to control this bomb, but I do. I'm telling you the truth. I just pressed the button. As soon as I let go, the bomb will explode immediately."

"Don't try to snatch the remote from me. To be honest, my brother in the car has another one. If he presses the button, the bomb will explode. I made an appointment with him in advance. As long as Brother Chen and I don't get out of the car and the car starts, the bomb will be detonated immediately. So, you can't escape!"

Dilu thought very carefully and almost plugged all the loopholes.

Ruan Xingwu swallowed his saliva, looked at Dilu nervously, and said with a wry smile: "Brother Dilu, what are you doing? If you have anything to say, just say it nicely!"

"Don't you just want Han Chen? He's in the car, you can take him away now. I promise I won't stop you, and none of my brothers will stop you either."

The five or six Vietnamese people in the car nodded hurriedly, with an expression that said, "You better take Fatty Han and this thing and get out of here as soon as possible. The farther away from us, the better."

Seeing that everyone in the car was shocked, Dilu reached out and slapped Brother Wu hard, saying hatefully: "Brother Wu, you Vietnamese people are too unruly. You clearly agreed to hand over the money with one hand and the person with the other, but you went back on your word. You are really a bunch of bastards."

Brother Wu was stunned by the beating. When he was about to explode, the younger brothers around him stopped him and said to him, "Brother Wu, don't be impulsive."

"That's right, brothers, we have come all the way here to seek wealth, not to risk our lives. Don't be fooled by this lunatic."

"It's just a beating. We've suffered a lot of grievances when we were making a living on the sea. A little impatience can ruin a big plan. Your life is more important."

"Otherwise, he will really die with us!"

Brother Wu calmed down and asked calmly, "What do you want?"

"Let Brother Chen go first!"

Under the gazes of a group of younger brothers, Ruan Xingwu nodded helplessly. One of the younger brothers climbed to the back of the car and untied Han Chen's rope.

After Han Chen's hands were free, he couldn't wait to take off the hood on his head.

He said excitedly: "Hahaha, Dilu, well done, you don't know, these Vietnamese people have no intention of releasing us, but want to hand us over to Uncle San to kill us after taking the money." "I was worried about you just now, I didn't expect you to come up with this trick, well done."

After Han Chen finished speaking, he looked at Ruan Xingwu with an angry face and glared at him fiercely. He wished he could go up and beat him up to vent his hatred.

But seeing that the other party had a lot of people, it was better to leave this troubled place first. Then he prepared to get off the car, and before leaving, he took the bag in his hand.

He smiled triumphantly and was about to open the car door.

Ruan Xingwu shouted sharply: "Wait?"

After saying that, he raised his gun and pointed it at Han Chen, and his younger brothers also pointed their guns at the two of them.

"You can leave, but you must put down the money. Otherwise, I would rather die together with you. At worst, we can all die together."

Han Chen was stunned for a moment, and his movements were frozen for a moment.

Dilu secretly despised Han Chen. It would be enough if the people could return safely, but he still wanted money and made sure that these Vietnamese people would not be able to survive. Isn't this a clear case of a fight to the death?
So he persuaded him, "Brother Chen, the most important thing now is that everyone is safe. Give them the money. You get out of the car first. Sha Qiang is in the car opposite. I will stay behind."

Han Chen was helpless. After this scare, he didn't dare to think about money anymore. Without saying a word, he turned around and got out of the car quickly.

When I returned to my car, I saw Sha Qiang who was driving.

"Brother Chen, you're back, great!"

"During this period, the brothers have been so worried about you. Di Ge has been busy raising money for you. A Ren and I have sent our brothers to look for you everywhere, fearing that something might have happened to you."

"Now that you're back, we feel relieved."

Seeing Sha Qiang's familiar face, he was still chattering like he used to, which used to annoy me.

But after escaping death this time, I felt particularly at peace.

Seeing Sha Qiang's heartfelt concern for him, Han Chen couldn't help but be touched. He thought about how he had been tortured and beaten every day by that perverted uncle this week. In just a few days, he was covered with bruises and had lost a lot of weight.

I worry about my fate all day long, afraid that Dilu can't save me.

At the beginning, Han Chen had thought about asking Li Yan and Huang Zhicheng for help, but they might not be able to help in this kind of situation.

As a policeman, he would most likely rely on the power of the police. Han Chen, who had always been involved in gangs, naturally felt that this was unreliable. If he messed up, he would be dead.

Isn’t it just ten million?
This was nothing to Fatty Han, who had seen money before. As long as these people would release the people after taking the money, it would be fine.

Although my current situation is not very good and I don’t have much wealth.

But this is only temporary. Without the Ni family, Tsim Sha Tsui and even the entire Yau Tsim Mong will be his territory. With Huang Zhicheng and Li Yan backing him up, huge wealth is waiting for him.

Later, when Han Chen found out that his uncle was behind the kidnappers, he became desperate. It was too late to inform Huang and Li.

However, fortunately, his subordinates are not pushovers. In the past, he always thought that his subordinates were incompetent, simple-minded and could not be used for any important tasks.

Unexpectedly, when faced with this incident, these younger brothers were so brave and resourceful that they actually rescued themselves.

This made Han Chen sigh that at critical moments, his trusted younger brothers were still the ones he could rely on.

This made Han Chen, who had previously planned to recruit a few more confidants to disperse his reliance on Dilu and others, feel a little guilty.

The separation of more than a year did make Han Chen a little suspicious of old men like Dilu, but after this incident, Han Chen was completely relieved.

Dilu, still my own leader
Silly, but he is still the driver I trust
"By the way, where is the remote control?" Han Chen thought of what Dilu had just said, and was afraid that Sha Qiang could not control it, so he asked hurriedly.

Sha Qiang was stunned: "What remote control?"

As he asked, he subconsciously pulled out the car key and handed it to Han Chen: "Brother Chen, do you want the car remote control?"

"No, it's the remote control of the bomb on Dilu." Han Chen asked impatiently as he threw away the car keys.

(End of this chapter)