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"Bang!" The next second, Lu Xiao pulled the trigger without any hesitation or idle talk.
Following the gunshots, a smoking bullet hole appeared in Hel's forehead.
Hel's eyes widened, filled with confusion and terror in his gradually dimming gaze.
Of course, Hel no longer had the chance to figure out why Lu Xiao had fired without hesitation; his body tilted and he was instantly out of the game.
"It's just 800 million, making it seem like I care that much," Lu Xiao said as he tossed the gun back to Yan Yun.
Yan Yun was also somewhat stunned. That was 800 million US dollars, and Lu Xiao just... didn't want it?
It was almost like treating money like it was nothing. If you don't want it, give it to me.
You could've handed Hel over to me. I would've applied some pressure, and he'd definitely crack under it and spill the password.
"As for you all... those who paid, write down your account number, and I'll transfer the money to you later," Lu Xiao said to the tourists.
