"I said, give me back the money I spent on you."
Zou Yucheng spoke loudly, pausing after each word.
"Fine, you're tough, truly tough. Alright, one million, right? I'll give it to you tomorrow, can you just leave now?"
Wu Zi said with a stern face.
"You must give it to me now, or don't blame me for being rude."
Zou Yucheng clenched his fists, his eyes red.
At this moment, Zou Yucheng looked like a man who had lost his sanity.
The people in the van behind him, seeing Zou Yucheng losing control, all rushed out. There were thirteen in total, all carrying rods.
Seeing this, Wu Zi said gloomily, "Zou Yucheng, I've told you I'll transfer it tomorrow. What are all these people here for?"
"Not for much, Wu Zi. If you don't transfer it tonight, I'll have them deal with you."
Zou Yucheng said angrily.
"You..."
Wu Zi's face turned pale with anger.
At this moment, she felt somewhat relieved, glad that she had broken up with Zou Yucheng.
