888: C888 Promissory Note

C888 Promissory Note

"Alright, it's two hundred thousand. Why don't you think about it and see if you can add more?" Yang Tao mocked.0

"Hmph, stop bullshitting and just take out the money first." Brother Hong grunted.

"There's no problem with giving the money. Take out the promissory note first and hand it over in one go." Yang Tao said.

Brother Hong frowned. He didn't expect that Brother Hong was an experienced person. He said, "No promissory notes."

Yang Tao said with a smile, "Without a promissory note, how can you prove that Hang Xiaoyu owes you money, relying on you people?" Are you trying to blackmail me, or are you trying to rob me of my money? "

"If I say she owes it, then she owes it. Why are you blabbering so much?" Brother Hong said.

"I even said that you owe me five million. You can just say it with your mouth. You will only pay me back when you give me a promissory note." Yang Tao was too lazy to quarrel with these people.

"I think you're here to cause trouble. Beat him up. Let's see if he can still be so arrogant after a beating." Brother Hong and the others were used to being arrogant, so they were not willing to talk so much with Yang Tao. In their eyes, fists were the hard way, and they had used this kind of method to solve a lot of things, but today, they met Yang Tao.

This was the way Yang Tao was least afraid of. After many special trainings, Yang Tao was already very skilled. At least, it was not a problem to deal with these hooligans.

Although the people that Brother Hong brought were strong, they couldn't last two rounds in front of Yang Tao. While taking care of these people, he also rescued the controlled Hang Xiaoxue.

Hang Xiaoxue was only twelve or thirteen years old and looked cute. She had a lot in common with Hang Xiaoxue, but because she was still young, if she grew up, she would probably be a beauty like Hang Xiaoyu.

"Come, protect your sister." Yang Tao said as he handed Hang Xiaoxue over to Hang Xiaoyu.

"Thank you." Hang Xiaoyu immediately hugged her sister. "Xiaoxue, are you alright?"

"Elder sister, I'm fine." I can see she's pretty brave.

Seeing that the people he brought were no match for Yang Tao, he panicked a little. Seeing Yang Tao walking towards him, he asked nervously, "What are you trying to do?"

"Don't you think that's funny? If you don't want the money anymore, then hurry up and f * ck off. If you want the money, then take out the promissory note. Don't think that you can cause trouble by keeping it." Yang Tao said.

Brother Hong indeed had this thought, but he was being closely watched by Yang Tao, so there was nothing he could do. The person in front of him was too fierce. He had brought so many people with him, yet he was no match for him.

Since so many people were no match for Yang Tao, then he alone was definitely no match for him. After thinking for a moment, he decided to compromise and took out a piece of paper. Brother Hong quickly retracted his hand and said, "Didn't you say to pay with one hand and deliver with the other?"

"I'm not sure if your promissory note is real, so how could I be at ease about giving you money?" Yang Tao said.

Brother Hong thought for a while and didn't want to give it to them, but then he thought about whether Yang Tao would take action against him, so he said, "You'd better not play any tricks. I can remember this place."

"Don't worry, being shameless isn't my style." Yang Tao shook his hand and said.

Brother Hong placed the paper in Yang Tao's hand. Yang Tao didn't look at it and directly handed it to Hang Xiaoyu. "Look at this and see if it's the promissory note you signed."

Hang Xiaoyu opened it and saw that it was the promissory note she had signed with her handprint on it. She said, "It's this."

After confirming, Yang Tao said: "Take it."

"What do you want? "This is the only promissory note." Brother Hong asked in confusion.

"Of course it's your account number. I'll give you the money. I can't possibly be carrying several hundred thousand in cash with me, right?" Yang Tao said.

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