Half a million said, "Baby, I used to mix in the Gambling City, and I had at least several billion Huaxia Currency. Just let me go, and all the money I won will be yours."
Ye Xiaofei pulled out half a million's bank card, shook his head, and said, "I'm not interested in your money, I just want your life."
Half a million was stunned. Not interested in money? Then why take the money? In this world, if money can solve it, it's not a problem.
But seeing Ye Xiaofei's grim and terrifying expression, which was clearly not a lie, he immediately said in a cold voice, "Kid, why do you want to kill me? I don't recall ever winning your money, do I?"
It was frustrating for him. Could Ye Xiaofei be an old enemy? Impossible, he had never seen this bastard before, never won money from this kid. Could it be a hitman hired by someone?
Ye Xiaofei shrugged his shoulders and said, "You don't owe me money, but you almost touched my friend just now. For that alone, you could die a million times over."
