Tang Zicheng expression froze. He gulped, looking at the black nozzle pointed at his forehead and seeing the expressionless eyes of Lin Lee, as if he would shoot him at any moment if he showed any disagreement.
"You won't get away with this; I will report you." Tang Zicheng said with a trembling voice and pale face,
"Well, do you want me to dial the number for you?" Lin Lee said playfully, then he invaded the network, transferred the amount from his uncle's account to Tang Zicheng, and then transferred that amount to his own account.
Ting!!!
Instantly, Tang Zicheng received the notification.
"Check your phone, or you will regret it later," Lin Lee said calmly, looking at him playfully.
Tang Zicheng unlocked the phone screen, looking at 200,000 received in his own account and then it is forwarded from his account to the Lin Lee account.
