Seeing her so frightened, Baozi chuckled, his face full of malice. "You're right, you pay, we do the job. It's the way of the world. But now that my brother is in prison, don't you think you owe us some compensation?"
Liang Mengxian breathed a sigh of relief: "What kind of compensation?"
"Two hundred thousand," Baozi demanded unabashedly.
Liang Mengxian almost spat out blood, "That's too much! You're extorting me!"
Baozi lifted his eyebrows, stepping forward. He leaned in close to Mengxian and spoke with a sardonic smile, "Extortion?"
Mengxian held her breath, about to nod in agreement.
The next moment, Baozi struck like lightning. One hand seized her hair, and the other was lifted high before forcefully swinging down - "smack!"
Baozi had thrown all his strength into that slap, spinning Mengxian's mind, and causing her sight to flash with points of light.
