"Don't kill me, I have money, I have a lot of money, just let me go," Qian Meiduo pleaded without dignity.
"Oh? You have a lot of money?" Xiang Yu said as he took out a card and handed it to him. "I don't care how you do it, but you have ten minutes to transfer the money onto this card."
Qian Meiduo quickly agreed and then took out his phone. Xiang Yu was not worried about him calling anyone; if he even thought about it, Xiang Yu wouldn't mind putting a bullet in his head.
While Qian Meiduo frantically operated his mobile banking app, he pondered how he could escape from this situation. Although he appeared busy, his mind wasn't focused on transferring the money.
He had to try everything to stall for time, of course, even if he transferred the money to Xiang Yu, it didn't matter as long as his brothers could come back, everything could still be saved.
