"Fuck! You actually dare to look down on me?"
Yun took out a credit card from his wallet and tossed it to the waiter.
"Go pay the bill, the password is six three times, eight three times!"
After the waiter left and the door had just closed, Yun signaled with his eyes.
Four of his followers acted together, quickly opening all four bottles of Moutai.
At the same time, he opened his mobile banking app and showed Wu Jie his bank balance.
Over 2.6 million!
"See that? Start drinking!"
With a bang, Yun slammed down his phone, kicked a chair aside, and sat down in a commanding pose.
With a Chunghwa cigarette in his mouth, he watched Wu Jie with a hoodlum's grin.
"What's the daze for? Scared of dying?"
"Don't worry, if you can't go on, my brothers here can call an ambulance for you. But forget about taking the money!"
Wu Jie simply smiled faintly, walked over to the table, picked up a bottle and started drinking straight from it.
