"Ah!"
A scream rang out, followed by the Inner Family expert collapsing to the ground, clutching his blood-drenched palm, his expression twisted into a horrifying grimace.
As for Mr. Liu and his five companions, they were all stunned into silence, unable to utter a single word.
It was just a rubber coaster, which could hardly crush an ant, let alone harm a person. Yet, in Chu Feng's hands, it had transformed into a deadly weapon capable of easily claiming lives.
"What exactly do you want to do?" With his greatest reliance now writhing on the ground, Mr. Liu truly had nothing left to depend on.
Chu Feng said, "What I want to do, I have already told you. Either you end your own life, or I'll make your life worse than death. Since Dong Wanliang chose to follow me, I cannot let him down."
Mr. Liu, looking at Chu Feng, began to sweat profusely on his forehead.
"I can give you ten billion, let me go," Mr. Liu said.
Chu Feng said, "Do you think ten billion can really move me?"
