Zhu Shaoping gasped for air as he ran towards his home, prepared to pack up his belongings and return to his hometown.
As for the remaining 700,000, he dared not take it. Staying alive was more important!
Zhu Shaoping opened the front door, turned on the light, shut the door, and suddenly discovered a woman wearing an Evil Ghost mask sitting on his sofa, which made him scream in horror, "Ah—mmph!"
The woman was quick, and soon a dagger was pressed against his throat, "Scream again, and I'll slit your throat."
"I won't scream, I won't scream," Zhu Shaoping trembled, "Miss, whatever it is, we can talk it over…"
"Who made you harm Mr. Shen, and how did you harm him? Tell me everything in detail."
The woman made a light slash, and Zhu Shaoping's throat was immediately cut open, causing him to turn pale with fright: "I'll talk, I'll tell you everything!"
Half an hour later, Yu Li arrived at Zhu Shaoping's house.
