Chapter 1102 The wicked have their own grind
I originally wanted to use such porcelain to install it and fool those American customers who are not very knowledgeable. Now it seems that I really bought these porcelains correctly.
Not only did he gain face for him, but he was scared of some customers who were not very good at it, but he even scared him of a fool like Chris.
"Isn't this set of porcelain fake?"
At this time, Belinda also reacted a little. If this set of porcelain was real, Jin Muchen would definitely not have the same attitude now. Judging from his current expression, he didn't seem to care much about the porcelain. Could it be that the porcelain was fake?
"Hehe, what do you think? If this set of porcelain is real, you said that the Forrell brothers only compensated me for two million. Can I just agree? Will the two of them get out of here so easily?"
Jin Muchen replied with a smile. When Belinda heard this answer, she was completely trapped in a petrochemical state. With a fake porcelain bowl, this guy dared to rob him of two million. This guy is really brave enough.
Two million dollars, how many American families can never see so much money even in their lifetime?
"Hehe, tell me, I'll give you a set of gifts if you want. Haha, it's so easy to make money today."
Jin Muchen smiled and waved the phone in his hand, then said to Belinda, and at this time Belinda was speechless.
She really didn't know how to answer Jin Muchen. He obviously did something wrong in this matter, and even violated the law. According to Belinda's education, it was simply unacceptable to deceive others in this way. This is fraud and a crime.
But at this time, she couldn't get angry with Jin Muchen at all. Perhaps because the Furiel brothers had hated it too much, Belinda even felt that the two living treasures deserved it.
Especially Chris, Belinda felt that the guy deserved it. When the guy came to the store with the annoying Harry, she and Bo Fang were entertained at that time, but the guy's eyes were just like they were on his forehead, and he was not polite to them at all.
Later, his slutty follower and Harry's attitude of speaking were also a pissing person. He even pointed at Fang Bo's nose and scolded him. This store was a liar and had no good things at all. However, he won a huge reputation by cheating customers.
If Jin Muchen hadn't come down and greeted them, Belinda wouldn't even know how to deal with such a villain. Now, these two guys have been dealt with by Jin Muchen, and she wouldn't be angry about the disgraceful means that Jin Muchen used.
"I know what you are thinking? Belinda, don't be too careful. You have never come into contact with such evil guests because of your good family environment. But I tell you that there are many evil guests in the United States, and you will have many opportunities to meet them in the future. So you don't have to take all the things I did today. I told you that I am just practicing the law for heaven. If they don't meet me today, you will be bullied by him today. If it is normal, I don't know how many people will suffer in silence in front of them. Therefore, according to the old saying in China, it is said that evil people will be beaten by evil people. If you only have to deal with such evil bastards, you should be more vicious and more bastard than him."
Jin Muchen said with a smile, and after hearing what Jin Muchen said, Belinda didn't know why, the breath that had been silting in her chest was instantly unblocked. Yes, to deal with such bastards, you have to use more bastards than them to let them learn this lesson.
At this time, Chris and Martin had already arrived outside the door, started the car, and quickly drove away from Jin Muchen and the others' house. However, after walking a street intersection, Chris shouted that Martin would find a roadside and stop the car.
"What are you doing? Chris?"
Martin looked at his brother depressedly and asked, but Chris didn't say anything at this time, and reached out and touched Martin's arms. Chris was wearing a canvas jacket today, but there was a pocket inside the jacket, and the pocket was connected to a button hole on the outside. He knew that Martin usually liked to fix the phone in this pocket and aimed the camera at that hole for secret shots. He even modified the clothes in order to keep the phone at a stable angle of secret shots.
So at this time he wanted to know whether Martin's cell phone had captured the scene of their blackmail today. Soon he pulled the cell phone out of Martin's pocket.
When Martin saw Chris pulling out his cell phone, he knew what he wanted to do.
"You set your phone before?"
Chris kept fiddling with Martin's phone, but Martin's phone actually set a password lock. He couldn't open it now, and Martin snatched the phone at this time: "Don't worry, I did it as you ask, the camera is always on."
After saying that, he entered the password, opened the phone lock, and entered the camera part, but he was stunned as soon as he entered, because under normal circumstances, if he did not turn off the camera, the phone should still be on the camera interface.
But now he picked up his phone and saw that he was not in the filming interface at all. Moreover, when he was retrieving the video, he could not adjust it at all. He could only call out a small piece of not very critical, which was the part he and Chris commented on the silicified wood furniture, and then it was the stage when he threw the cup, and then it was gone.
Chris looked through the video, but he didn't see the one he wanted to watch the most, that is, the one he had blackmailed by Jin Muchen for two million. This video only came to an abrupt end after Martin threw his cup.
"What's going on? Martin, didn't you say you've been shooting all the time? Why did the most critical part disappear?"
If there was no such video, their two million would be a waste of money. How could Chris not be angry? At this time, Martin was a little confused. He had never turned off the recording function of his phone before?
What's going on?
He took the phone into his hand and kept flipping it around until he saw a pit behind his phone.
"Damn, I remembered that after I got so handsome, didn't you say you went to the bathroom? During that time, I had a conflict with that guy. He punched me in the chest, and it happened to hit my phone. Maybe it was that moment, and I smashed my phone and stopped the filming function at that time. Later, the phone automatically turned on, so the video we were blackmailed could not be captured."
After Martin finished speaking, he felt that he was about to be angry and cried. Damn, this is so unlucky. The last time he was at the Manhattan Trust Bank, he was extorted by his grandson for one million. Today, he is here, can he be extorted by this guy again with his brother?
Three million dollars, this money is not much, and it is definitely not much.
For many ordinary American families, they may have never seen so much money in their lives, but for the Forrell brothers, three million is actually not a lot of money.
But the key to the problem is that if they spent the three million and squandered them, they would not feel as distressed as they are now, but the key is that the money was all blackmailed by the same person for nothing.
Thinking of this, they felt distressed and felt suffocating. Over the years, they have been going smoothly along the way. How could they be bullied like this?
But now they are not only bullied, but also like being ridden on their heads and sucked into shit. Thinking about this, I feel angry. He has always bullied others, and Chris, who has never bullied others, felt even more at this time.
"Oh, can't you just let him go?"
He slammed the glove box in front of him viciously, and Martin, who was sitting in the driver's seat, turned his head with a gloomy face, looked at Chris and asked, "Tell me, what do you want to mess with him? I know a few Russians, so let's spend some money and kill him directly. In short, I can't swallow this tone."
Chris turned his head and looked at his stupid brother, and really wanted to punch him twice: "Martin, listen, we are a well-known American family, not a black man. We can't use such ultimate means easily. Even if we use it, we can only use it when there is no choice. This guy's store is open in Manhattan, and the big building belongs to him, which means he is not short of money, and he has a lot of relationships locally. If we find someone to kill him, it will cause a lot of trouble and criticism. In addition, you have seen this guy's skills. Do you think he can be easily killed? If those Russians fail to hit a single blow, will he take revenge in a crazy way? In short, you have to know the principle that porcelain does not fight against tiles."
Chris said earnestly to comfort his brother, and he knew that Martin was a casual guy. If he couldn't help but recruit those Russians, things would be difficult to deal with.
"Then what should we do?"
Martin smashed the steering wheel again and said, and at this time Chris picked up Martin's mobile phone again and flipped through the video again. When he saw the set of silicified wood furniture again, his eyes turned, and there was a solution...
And just as the Forrell brothers secretly discussed dealing with Jin Muchen, this guy was shamelessly giving Belinda a "gift" in the VIP room panting... (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!