Mikhainov let out a mocking laugh, walking to a spot two meters away from Sean Knight. With a slight loosening of his hand, his backpack dropped to the ground.
The zipper of the backpack was not closed properly, causing the contents to spill out—stacks of money and rows of gold bars!
Even Douglas Cooper standing behind couldn't help but comment: no wonder he wanted to run. With so much money, he could enjoy a life of luxury anywhere he went!
"Let me go, and everything here will be yours... I can also provide information about other treasures of Andrew..."
Mikhainov took a step closer to Sean Knight and proposed his conditions.
Sean's eyes narrowed slightly, and he laughed coldly:
"It seems like I'm getting a good deal..."
Mikhainov had been observing Sean. When Sean glanced down at the money as if inspecting it, Mikhainov thought smugly: He fell into my trap!
At this moment, he lunged at Sean, a blade already protruding from his sleeve!
