Tang Ahlang slowly shook his head, but the smile on his face didn't diminish. "It's just a matter of course that you pay when you lose the game. You shouldn't have come here if you don't have the capital. You should be from China too, right? I'll give you face and one last chance since we're both Chinese. I'll halve the amount you owe me. You must pay me at least 2.4 billion dollars, else you won't leave here alive."
Du Chengfeng almost cried. Where would he get 2.4 billion dollars? Even if he were to sell himself and everything he had, the amount wouldn't be worth so much either!
"You still can't take it? If so, I'm afraid you'll have your death anniversary next year in the next few days," Tang Ahlang said with a smile.
Du Chengfeng was anxious and blurted out, "I still have a solution left."
"You do?" The smiling arc on the corner of Tang Ahlang's mouth went higher as he said, "Then I'm giving you half an hour to transfer the money to my account."
