Agree to his terms!
Hou Shubin was anxious, but he himself was indecisive, so he could only look eagerly at Big Beard, hoping he would understand his intention.
Going back on his word in front of so many subordinates, unless he didn't care about his own prestige being damaged.
Not just him, but all eyes were focused on Big Beard.
And that revolver of his.
"Boss Peng, I regret that I cannot accept your terms."
Big Beard finally spoke up.
But his words not only made Peng Yue's expression turn cold but also scared Hou Shubin so much that he almost dropped his gun.
If it weren't for the enemies watching their every move, he would have loved to strangle Big Beard and ask him what on earth was he thinking?
I came with you to make a fortune!
Not to court death!
"No, Beard, what are you saying!"
"Do you really want to die here?"
"Let him go!"
Hou Shubin quickly whispered in persuasion.
