Chapter 8 Let Me Go
"Of course." At this time, Xiong Jingrong still did not know that he had been caught by Li Congliang, and his face was still full of pride.
"Not bad, Xiong Jinrong. You know how to drink and drive." Li Congliang let out a sinister laugh and suddenly thought of something. It could be considered that he had caught hold of that kid's weakness.
Xiong Jingrong immediately became dispirited when he heard the words 'drunk driving'.
"Last time, I saw a grey sedan car crash into someone at the village entrance. There were two holes on the butt of the car. That's your car, Xiong Jingrong, right?" Li Congliang laughed evilly. If such a big weakness fell into his hands, Xiong Jinrong probably wouldn't have a good time.
When he heard this, Xiong Jingrong almost peed his pants.
The first to realize the seriousness of the matter was Xiong Jinrong's wife.
"Congliang, it was my Xiong Jingrong who was in the wrong just now. Look at him, how dare he bully your sister?"
Li Congliang would not let them go so easily this time. The one who had just ruined his second sister was not someone else.
"Xiong Jingrong, this matter hasn't started yet, right? How about I give the police a reminder? What do you think?" Li Congliang took a stool and sat down. He lit a cigarette and started smoking.
He knew very well how badly Xiong Jingrong had hit someone last time. This matter had always been in his heart. He didn't expect to be mentioned today. He was almost scared out of his wits. He quickly knelt down to Li Congliang with a "plop" sound.
"Brother Li, I beg you. I was wrong just now. I beg you, Brother Li." As he spoke, Xiong Jingrong even wiped his tears, as if he was about to cry.
Li Congliang was furious. He thought of his second sister, who had just been defiled, and could not let this matter go.
"Xiong Jingrong, I can let you go."
When he heard that there was still room for discussion, Xiong Jingrong also let out a sigh of relief.
"Brother Li, as long as you promise to keep your word and don't expose this matter, I will promise you everything I can promise you." Xiong Jingrong did not dare to argue with Li Congliang anymore and immediately admitted defeat.
"Well, it is not easy to solve such a big problem. How about 70,000 yuan? I will pretend that I did not see it." Li Congliang patted the dust on his body and tidied his clothes.
When Xiong Jingrong heard 70,000, he frowned again and again. Where did he get so much money?
"Brother Li, look at this 70,000. Isn't it a bit too much? Even if I lose money, it's about this much." Xiong Jingrong felt that he had suffered a loss, but he could not open his mouth.
"Almost that much? Xiong Jingrong, it seems that you don't know what happened to that person. You didn't see it, but I saw it." Li Congliang couldn't just let him go like this.
Xiong Jingrong was still a little unwilling, and he insisted on struggling again.
"Xiong Jingrong, I won't be happy with you if I don't have money. If you want to enter, just say it. Do you really think it's as simple as losing money just because you bumped into someone and ran away?"
Upon hearing this, Xiong Jingrong could no longer continue to say anything, and could only obediently admit defeat.
"But Brother Li, I really don't have that much money. I won't lie to you. You know what's going on in my family. Although it's just a small amount of money, if you ask me to take seventy thousand, where can I get it for you?"
Li Congliang looked around and his eyes fell on Xiong Jingrong's wife.
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