When Hel counted to three, Lu Xiao eventually stood up.
He didn't even cover his face.
"What are you doing, get down!" Spotting Lu Xiao suddenly rising, a nearby thug immediately pointed his gun at him.
Hel also glanced at Lu Xiao with a sidelong look.
Heh, to think there are actually people not afraid to die.
In the corner, Yan Yun saw Lu Xiao stand up, and her expression froze.
She had never imagined Lu Xiao would make a move at a time like this; it was practically a death-seeking behavior.
That sick bastard Hel might just shoot Lu Xiao on the spot.
"It's just about the money, right? I'll give you two hundred million US dollars, how about letting everyone go?" Lu Xiao said to Hel, his tone indifferent.
Hel had been about to order his henchmen to shoot, but upon hearing Lu Xiao's words, he managed to suppress the impulse to kill.
Two hundred million US dollars!
To be honest, his goal for this job had been one hundred million US dollars.
