"Ten million, are you robbing me? The Three Killers Club has set its eyes on this place, and they're offering me three million—will you sell or not?" Red Hair, his face full of Killing Aura, was not negotiating but threatening.
Boss Liu did not show any sign of weakness, not even frowning. "Sorry, my asking price is ten million—that's my bottom line. Business is about willingness between parties, there's no such thing as forced buying or selling. If you want to buy it, go get the money; if not, forget about it."
"Boss Liu, think it over. This place is under the control of the Three Killers Club. If you don't sell to us, I can guarantee no one else will dare to buy your bar. You need the money urgently, don't you? Believe me, I can make sure you can't sell it."
"What you are doing is simply disgraceful," Boss Liu, unable to control his anger, cursed loudly.
