Hmm?
Chen Chong was startled. He asked in surprise, "What do you mean?"
"It's very simple. Just obey, and afterwards, I'll give you five hundred million to ensure you never worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life. How about it?" Lin Bei said with a smile.
Chen Chong laughed. He scoffed disdainfully, "Dragon God, do you really take me for a fool?"
"Five hundred million and death, choose one of the two," Lin Bei said as he spread his hands and then once again pressed the silver needle against Chen Chong's throat.
"Right, you also have the option to call for help, let your subordinates surround this place and shoot me dead with random gunfire, of course, before I die, you will certainly die, but you will become a martyr, and your family will receive an honor certificate."
"Think fast, I'll give you thirty seconds."
Death is humanity's greatest fear.
Everyone is afraid of dying.
The higher one's status, the more they fear death.
