"Apologize? They dared to shoot at our family head. What's the point of apologizing? "an elder said angrily.
The man with the slicked-back hair nodded slightly. "That makes sense! Brother Nguyen, what do you think? Are you not accepting the apology? "
As they spoke, the two subordinates came in front of Nguyen Vo Hong and apologized.
Nguyen Vo Hong clenched his teeth and grunted coldly. "You won't be able to leave Vietnam!"
"From the looks of it, he won't accept your apology. Repeat it a few more times. Let him hear it clearly and see your sincerity," the man with the slicked-back hair said helplessly.
The two subordinates nodded slightly and said to Nguyen Vo Hong, "Sorry!"
Just as Nguyen Vo Hong was about to say something, he heard two gunshots! Two members of the Nguyen family collapsed in a pool of blood!
Following that, the two subordinates continued, "Sorry!"
Bang!
Bang! Another two gunshots sounded as another two members of the Nguyen family collapsed in a pool of blood!
Only then did Nguyen Vo Hong snap back to his senses. Amidst his rage was horror and heartache! This meeting was very grand and he had used many of his connections. Naturally, the members of the Nguyen family that he brought were all top talents of the Nguyen family. They were the lifeblood of the Nguyen family! How could he not feel the pinch when four of them had been killed? Amidst his shock and anger, Nguyen Vo Hong knew that he could not delay any further. He shouted, "Stop! I accept! "
When the two subordinates of the man with the slickback heard that, they instinctively stopped firing and looked at the man with the slickback. He stood in front of the microphone like a singer about to perform. He said with a graceful smile, "Your voice was too soft. I didn't hear you clearly."
"Sorry!" The two subordinates continued as they fired simultaneously!
Another two members of the Nguyen family collapsed in a pool of blood.
"Amitabha. Patron, the sea of bitterness has no bounds. Repent and the shore is at hand. Stop killing people! "At this time, an old monk from Huaxia stood out and said righteously.
"Greetings, Master. You're right." The man with the slicked-back hair bowed.
The old monk pressed his palms together. "Patron, turn back."
The man with the slicked-back hair smiled. "Master, let me ask you a question."
"Patron, please speak," said the old monk.
"Are you afraid of death?" asked the man with the slicked-back hair.
The old monk said, "Everyone will eventually die. If This Penniless Monk dies a worthy death, what's there to fear?"
Bang!
The old monk's chest was pierced and he fell to the ground!
"Stop!" Another two monks stood forward. One was a monk from Vietnam, and the other was a monk from Country T. A Western priest also walked out to support the two of them.
The other Taoist stood in front of the three of them and said with a righteous expression, "Don't kill anymore. What do you want?"
"I don't need anything. I just want to send this Grandmaster to the Pure Land of Bliss. Amitabha. Excellent indeed. I've done another good deed. "The man with the slicked-back hair laughed as a glint flashed in his eyes.
A series of gunshots rang out, and the four people who stood out were shot on the spot. They fell to the ground. Although they were not dead, they could no longer move.
"Enough! What on earth do you want? What are you doing? I promise you everything! "Nguyen Vo Hong finally softened. At that moment, he seemed to have aged a lot.
Hearing that, the man with the slicked-back hair smiled and made a stop gesture.
However, the two subordinates still shouted, "Sorry!"
Bang!
Another two members of the Nguyen family fell to the ground!
Nguyen Vo Hong was infuriated as he glared at the man with bloodshot eyes. Just as he was about to roar, the man with the slicked-back hair roared first. He slapped the two subordinates and berated them. "Are the two of you deaf? Brother Nguyen has already accepted your apologies. Why are you still shooting? "
"Sorry, Red Shirt. Our hands slipped." The two men said in unison, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that they were doing it on purpose! And this show was put on for Nguyen Vo Hong and everyone present to see!
If they could do that to the Vietnamese bigwigs, what about the others?
With this in mind, everyone instantly felt insecure. Their status and background that they believed to be infallible became insignificant. All of them lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound.
There were also some monks, Taoists, and priests who wanted to step forward, but they were held back by the politicians and businessmen. At this point, everyone could tell that whoever stepped forward would die! The other party was an unreasonable murderous demon with a clear goal! There was no value in sending themselves to their deaths!
"It's finally quiet. Since that's the case, let me introduce myself. You can call me Red Shirt. To be honest, I like red clothes … I firmly believe that this world is sinful. Only with blood can the sins of this world be cleansed. Red Shirt represents the baptism of blood … Do you like it? "Red Shirt asked.
Everyone fell silent.
"By not saying a word, it means tacit agreement. Very good, we finally have something in common. I'm very satisfied with that. "As Red Shirt spoke, he rapped the microphone and said," Then, let's get down to business. A friend of mine has been detained by the Vietnamese government. I wish to negotiate with them and get them to release him. However, they cruelly rejected me … Look, I've been negotiating with them with such sincerity, but they rejected me.
I don't like being rejected, so all I can do is increase my bargaining chips. However, I'm out of money … Tell me, what should I do now? "
Everyone continued remaining silent, but they had gradually guessed the other party's identity.
"Of course I'm looking for bargaining chips! Unfortunately, I found two bargaining chips. The first one was a plane. Unfortunately, it was ruined by a scoundrel monk from China. My man is still locked up in the police station, so I'm very unhappy about that. The second bargaining chip is you. It just so happens that there are quite a number of monks here. I'd like to ask you if you know him? "Red Shirt asked.
Upon hearing the words' bastard monk ', everyone was taken aback. Monk? Everyone looked at each other. There was no young monk present at all. Even the youngest among them was in his forties! That didn't seem like a young monk, right?
"It looks like you need some hints. He's wearing white monk robes. He's quite handsome, "Red Shirt said.
The moment that was said, everyone continued wearing blank looks. White monk robes? No one was wearing them!
However, someone seemed to think of something, but he held back and didn't say a word.
When Red Shirt saw this, he was a little displeased. "Don't tell me that the monk came all the way to Vietnam just for a vacation? If I can't find him, there's nothing I can do. Masters, since you are from the same sect as him, please do him a favor. Do you accept my apology? "
With that said, Red Shirt's subordinates raised their guns. Everyone tensed up once again!
"Wait, I know who you are talking about!" At that moment, someone in the crowd raised his hand.
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