Dragon Blood Divine Son-in-law
Chapter 262: Let the Wicked Grind the Wicked

Chapter 262: Chapter 262: Let the Wicked Grind the Wicked

Looking at the shiny dagger before them, Ding Lijuan and Ding Liang were both so scared that they shivered.

It was only at this moment that they realized these people meant serious business!

"Director Meng, what are you doing? Jun Chen and our Jingting had feelings for each other once upon a time, you don’t have to take things this far, do you?"

"Don’t worry. Even though Jun Chen is in jail now, I can still persuade Jingting to wait for him to get out before getting married. So, about that two million dollar dowry, can’t you just..."

Slap!

Before Ding Lijuan could finish speaking, Meng Jinzhou, driven by anger, slapped her across the face.

"You really know how to hit where it hurts! If it weren’t for your daughter’s involvement in the car, would my son be in this mess?"

Ding Liang covered his burning face again.

Dammit...

Ding Lijuan was also startled by Meng Jinzhou’s reaction.

Because she hadn’t seen the miserable state of Meng Junchen’s paralysis, nor did she know how exactly he landed himself in prison.

If she had known these details, she probably wouldn’t dare to talk about her daughter’s feelings anymore.

At this point, the old thug had also lost patience, waving the dagger in front of Ding Lijuan and her group.

"Cut the bullshit and cough up all of my boss Meng’s money, or else I really won’t be polite!"

Ding Lijuan was still hesitant; she was reluctant to give up her wealthy lifestyle so easily.

Han Bowwen couldn’t watch anymore, "Lijuan, what are you hesitating for? Hurry up and give them the money!"

The thug became impatient, grabbed Ding Liang, and pointed the dagger straight at his throat.

"Damn it, will you give it or not!"

"Stop, stop, I’ll give it! I’ll give it!"

Ding Lijuan, having no other choice, surrendered her bank card unwillingly, looking as though it was as painful as taking her life.

In front of Jingting, Ding Lijuan could be unreasonable and mean, but in front of real villains, she was as docile as a grandchild.

It takes a villain to outdo another!

Meng Jinzhou took the card, glanced at Ding Lijuan, "Is the money still in there?"

"It’s...it’s there..." Ding Lijuan clearly lacked confidence.

Without needing Meng Jinzhou’s orders, the thug placed the dagger directly on Ding Liang’s neck.

"Fuck, are you trying to fool me! Fess up, how much is left on this card!"

"Stop, stop, I’ll tell you, there’s still one million left on this card..."

Meng Jinzhou laughed bitterly in extreme anger, "Just a few days and a million is already gone? Your family really knows how to burn through money!"

"Tell me, how do you plan to pay back my million?"

Ding Lijuan looked pitiful, "Such a large amount of money, how could we possibly have the means to return it? Besides, when we spent the money, no one told us we had to pay it back..."

Meng Jinzhou was incredulous at Ding Lijuan’s words.

"Fuck, you spend my money and now you have the audacity to justify it!"

"I’m telling you, if you don’t spit out that million today, don’t even think about getting out of here alive!"

Meng Jinzhou gave the thug a look.

The thug got the message, and without another word, plunged the dagger into Ding Liang’s arm.

"Ah!"

Ding Liang cried out in agony as blood ran down his arm.

"Xiao Liang!" Guo Yueling cried out.

Ding Lijuan’s face turned deathly pale with fright.

"Do you really think I’m kidding around here with you? If you don’t return the money, the next stab won’t be in the arm!" the thug said menacingly.

Ding Lijuan, terrified, promptly confessed, "We have money! We have the money to pay back!"

Meng Jinzhou smirked, "Should have said so earlier. Where’s the money?"

Ding Lijuan’s voice trembled, "We don’t have cash, but there are over a dozen sets of clothes in the wardrobe, all unopened. We could return them for over a hundred thousand!"

"And that Ferrari parked downstairs was just bought—costing over three million. Selling it could also raise some money!"

Meng Jinzhou raised an eyebrow, "Is that all?"

"This..." Ding Lijuan thought for a moment, "That’s right, Xiao Liang, didn’t I give you five million to do business before? Hurry up and take it out."

Ding Liang hemmed and hawed, "Aunt, that five million I...I’ve already invested it into a friend’s company, and I can’t get it back now."

"Ah? This..."

Ding Lijuan looked at Meng Jinzhou, "Director Meng, you’ve heard everything, we really don’t have any money left."

Meng Jinzhou ignored her and motioned Lao Gun to continue.

Lao Gun smirked, "No problem, no problem, is it just a lack of money? I can help you all make some."

"Make money? How?" Ding Lijuan didn’t understand.

"You don’t know? Your bodies are full of treasures!"

"For example, your pair of eyes, they could sell for a hundred thousand!"

"And this heart, it could sell for several hundred thousand too!"

"Right, and these kidneys, one could sell for several hundred thousand as well, and even if you cut one out, you won’t die!"

"How about it, why don’t you four contribute a kidney each first? That would cover two or three million."

"In fact, let’s start with you!"

As he spoke, Lao Gun started to trace Ding Lijuan’s lower back with his dagger.

Ding Lijuan’s legs went weak, and she collapsed onto the floor.

On the side, Han Bowwen too had turned deathly pale, his body trembling.

It was only at this moment that they realized the gravity of the mess they had gotten themselves into.

These people were utterly lawless!

"Xiao Liang, is that five million still with you or not? Hurry up and take it out to save your aunt!" Ding Lijuan cried out.

Ding Liang shook his head, "That money, I...I really have already invested it, I can’t get it back!"

Han Bowwen couldn’t stand it anymore, "You only got the money from your aunt yesterday afternoon, and within half a day you’ve invested it? Who are you trying to fool!"

"Ding Liang, your aunt and I have not treated you poorly, are you just going to watch us die like this? Hurry up and take out the money!"

Han Bowwen was right, that five million was indeed still in Ding Liang’s possession.

But Ding Liang absolutely did not want to give up the money unless it was absolutely necessary.

Even if it meant using Ding Lijuan and Han Bowwen’s lives as leverage, he would definitely not yield!

"Uncle, where do I have any money, I...I really have already invested it!" Ding Liang chose to be stubborn.

Lao Gun completely lost his patience, "Fuck, no money, is that it? Then don’t blame me for not being nice!"

"Hold her down for me, I’ll take her kidney and get some money right now!"

A few strong men rushed up and pinned Ding Lijuan down to the ground.

"Blame your dear nephew for this!"

Lao Gun feigned a stabbing motion, and Ding Lijuan screamed in terror, like a pig being slaughtered, thinking she was done for.

Just at that moment.

"Wait a minute!"

On the side, Meng Jinzhou suddenly spoke up.

"What’s the use of an aunt? If you’re going to cut, start with his own mother!"

Lao Gun’s eyes lit up, "Meng bro’s right, hold that woman down!"

The men immediately released Ding Lijuan and pinned down Guo Yueling instead.

Guo Yueling didn’t expect to suddenly be caught up in this and panicked.

"No, it wasn’t me who took the money, why go after me!"

Lao Gun snorted coldly, "Shut the hell up and take it!"

As he said this, he lifted the dagger, poised to stab down.

"Xiao Liang! Save mom!" Guo Yueling shouted.

Ding Lijuan felt helpless, what could Xiao Liang possibly do to save them now?

And yet, just at that moment, Ding Liang suddenly spoke up, "Don’t touch my mom! I’ll give the money!"

Ding Lijuan: "..."

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