"Speak quickly!"
Clack!
The shackles were opened, Lucas Tan Surlang folded the iron stick back and seemingly casually opened the tool knife.
"I don't know-- but I heard they went to Japan to dig up cultural relics..."
He looked up at the young man:
"The security here is strong. How many of you are there? If it's not enough, you better run! These people are all ex-military, they're tough!"
"No worries!" sneered the young man. "These people are both stupid and clumsy. When gunshots were heard, everyone was attracted there. Although we are few, we are all masters!"
"That's good..." Lucas Tan Surlang said with a smile, "Can we leave now? I want to get out of this ghost place – just leave, and I'll give you money. How about 100,000 dollars?"
"Not good enough." The young man waved his hand, "At least 1 million!"
"Deal!" Lucy Tan Surlang didn't hesitate and readily agreed: "As long as we get off this island, I'll give you the money! Rest assured, my credit is very good!"
