"It's good that you have money." "Yes." The gang leader nodded in satisfaction. He looked at the other gangsters behind him and asked," Where do you live?"
"I don't remember…" Hai Yuan replied honestly. It's a white house by the beach..."
He tried hard to recall the appearance of the seaside holiday villa, but he really could not describe the location of the villa.
The hooligans took out their phones and searched the nearby beach. However, no matter how hard they searched, they could not find a small white building.
How could the hooligans know that the villa arranged by Gu Yun was in private territory? Outsiders had no right to enter at all, and they could not find any information at all.
"What about your family's phone number? Recite it!" The gangster boss threatened again.
Hai Yuan shrank back and stammered, "I can't recite it…" I can't remember."
