Ye Chen has Wanlongdian in his hand, let alone bring his two sons to Syria, even if he kills himself, it will be a breeze!

At this moment, Mei Yuzhen panicked completely.

She has been evil for half her life, but she never has nightmares on weekdays.

From the moment she stepped on the road of no return, she had already established an extremely strong psychological construction for herself.

She felt that she did all this for the sake of future generations. As long as the future generations can live well and get rid of the impoverished situation back then, it is worthwhile for her to be shot.

But it was such a person who was not afraid of death, who was precisely pinched seven inches by Ye Chen.

When her family had an accident, Mei Yuzhen once despaired, but Xu Jianxi and Man Yingjie cheered her up again, and the reason for her cheering up was that her sons were only suspected of money laundering, which is not a felony in China. It will come out in a few years.

Therefore, before coming here, she had already made up her mind that she would do her best to make money in the future, not only to leave it to her sons, but also to her grandchildren.

But Ye Chen's words completely broke all the support in her heart.

When she thought of her sons, who would go to Syria in the near future and live a life of loss of freedom and darkness, her heart felt as painful as a knife.

She looked at Ye Chen, her legs suddenly softened, she knelt on the ground with a plop, and begged: "Mr. Ye... I beg you to let my two sons go... as long as you can let them go, even if you Kill me now, and I have no complaints!"

Ye Chen sneered, and asked her back: "Mei Yuzhen, negotiating terms requires chips. Think about it now, what chips do you have to negotiate terms with me?"

Mei Yuzhen's expression was extremely flustered.

She knew that she had no leverage in front of Ye Chen.

She cried in despair, and at the same time choked up uncontrollably and said: "Mr. Ye, my two sons are not very promising, and their brains are not very bright. You have tried your best to get them to Syria. They will not only add to your troubles, but also waste you." It won't have any effective effect other than the food, so please raise your hand, Mr. Ye..."

Ye Chen sneered and said: "Mei Yuzhen, I have read the information about your two sons, they are indeed not very clever, and you can even say that they are a bit stupid, but it doesn't matter. With two arms, the Hall of Thousand Dragons is building its own permanent base in Syria, and there is a shortage of people with strong bodies and simple minds to work hard, and the two of them are perfect for it."

Mei Yuzhen cried out in fright, and couldn't help but want to beg for mercy, but Ye Chen stared at her with sharp eyes, and said coldly: "Mei Yuzhen, I still plan to save your two sons' lives, but If you are still talking nonsense here and continue to annoy me, then I may have to change a solution, and if the three of you meet down there, if they blame you, don't regret it."

When Mei Yuzhen heard this, no matter how frightened she was, she didn't dare to say any more nonsense.

After all, she has long understood the truth that it is better to live than to die.

If the two sons go to Syria in the future, it will be better than being killed quietly one day.

So, she swung her arm and slapped herself fiercely, and said nervously: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, Mr. Ye, don't be as knowledgeable as me..."

Ye Chen didn't look at her again, but called Wan Pojun aside, and ordered in a low voice: "Pojun, ask your men to remove all the corpses of those crazy Juarez members, don't keep any of them, and live It will be the same with those of the time.�

"Of order!" Wan Pojun nodded immediately, and then asked Ye Chen in a low voice: "By the way, Mr. Ye, there are still a few Chinese locked up in the next cell. What about these people?"

Ye Chen said without hesitation: "Of course you can't leave it alone, you go and arrange the things I explained first, and I will arrange these people myself."

"Subordinates obey!"

Immediately afterwards, Wan Pojun walked out of the underground operating room, while Ye Chen walked back and went straight to the iron fence on the side of the corridor.

At this moment, when the detainees in the iron fence saw Ye Chen approaching, they jumped in front of the iron fence with great excitement.

Among them are old ladies in their 70s and 80s, as well as young people in their twenties.

Ye Chen didn't expect that this group of people wouldn't even let old ladies in their 70s and 80s go. They are already dying at this age, so what value would their organs have?

At this time, one of them stared at Ye Chen expectantly, and begged, "Mr. Ye, help Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye!" JrNovels.com