Pay up and get out!
The bosses from the provincial city all left in disgrace.
Especially Liu Zang, who really couldn't have been more cooperative.
"Bro, I've given you all the money, please let me go, I'm begging you!"
Liu Zang looked at Xiao Chen, truly as if he had seen the god of death, so scared he could hardly speak coherently.
"Heh, how could I bear to kill you? Go back, and make sure you come to Linhai more often.
You are my God of Wealth after all."
Xiao Chen patted Liu Zang's cheek and said with a smile.
Liu Zang knew he was being humiliated, he knew he was being a coward, but he couldn't help it, he just didn't want to die.
When he heard Xiao Chen was willing to let him go, he almost cried.
He jumped into his car, which had a blown tire, and hurried away.
"Now it's just you left!"
Xiao Chen said to Tyrant Fist, "You've lost three billion to me, not a penny less!"
"Humph, if you have the guts, kill me. Don't even think about taking a single penny from me!"
