Greyhound sneered, "Thirty million? You think you can fob off a beggar? I bet you haven't figured out what life is all about! Mao Xia and I are outlaws, our lives are over. Without this money, we can't escape. And you have no other choice. You either take the money or you take your life, there's no third option!"

Greyhound's words plunged Zhou Jian'an into despair. After years of hard work, Zhou Jian'an had finally managed to swindle a sum of money from the stock market.

He was lucky; he fled when the police in Shenzhen found him.

Zhou Jian'an barely managed to save this money; it was his retirement money and his living expenses. If he handed over this 60 million, Zhou Jian'an would have nothing left.

"Mao Xia, I'm your uncle! Your uncle will split it with you. I'll give you 30 million, consider it your uncle returning it to you! No, I'll give you 40 million, how about 40 million! The money I swindled from you back then didn't all end up in my hands. You took 5 million from Xiang Yanlong, that money has nothing to do with me! You have to find him. I'll give you 40 million, we'll be even, and you can let me go, how about that?"

Zhou Jian'an was full of hope, thinking that Mao Xia was easy to talk to and would definitely agree.

But Mao Xia smiled expressionlessly.

She didn't react at all. She didn't stop Greyhound. She agreed with Greyhound's words: take the money or risk your life!

Zhou Jian'an only had these two choices!

Zhou Jian'an was in despair. He screamed in despair, "Mao Xia, I'm your uncle! You can't treat me like this! If your mother finds out, she'll never forgive you!"

"Mom? How dare you mention my mother? You ran away, but my mother is going to be executed. Zhou Jian'an, how can you be so heartless? If it weren't for my mother, you would still be penniless, earning a meager salary of a few hundred yuan a month in Beijing. It was my mother who made you rich. My mother was so good to you, yet you lied to her and her daughter. Do you have any humanity left?"

Mao Xia was furious; Zhou Jian'an had hit a nerve.

Mao Xia started the large aircraft and drove it himself, letting Zhou Jian'an drag it on the sea surface, feeling the pain of friction against the sea.

Mao Xia was filled with rage and acted ruthlessly. Zhou Jian'an was tortured beyond repair, and he could only shout:

"I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you! I'll give you everything, just let me go!"

Zhou Jian'an's words made Greyhound sneer.

Greyhound lit a cigarette. "If you had said so earlier, none of this would have happened. It's terribly cold, and I didn't want to be driving my big plane around the beach. Since you're so sensible, I'll take you back now, and we'll go to the bank to raise the money at dawn."

Sixty million isn't something you can just transfer away like that.

Moreover, Greyhound and Maoxia do not have mainland China cards.

Even if they had it, they wouldn't dare use it.

Now that Hong Kong has returned to China, police officers from the mainland and Hong Kong often work together to solve cases. Fearing being traced, they dare not use bank cards and passbooks and can only let Zhou Jian'an withdraw cash.

But 60 million in cash is such a huge number.

How long will it take for Zhou Jian'an to withdraw this money?

ATMs are already available in China, so Zhou Jian'an can withdraw money from them. To be on the safe side, Greyhound specifically took him to different ATMs to prevent him from being tracked down.

Zhou Jian'an's hands were tied, with a shirt draped over them so the ropes couldn't be seen. Greyhound stood beside him, carrying a black briefcase, watching Zhou Jian'an withdraw money.

After years of ups and downs, Zhou Jian'an has aged considerably. His once handsome face now bears wrinkles and blemishes. After fleeing Shenzhen, Zhou Jian'an was under immense stress and couldn't get a full night's sleep, causing him to age even faster.

After being tormented by the greyhound again, his body was on the verge of collapse. His face looked extremely pale, as if he could collapse at any moment.

Zhou Jian'an had money in different cards, and he could withdraw over 100,000 yuan from one ATM.

Greyhound stood by watching him operate, his eyes full of warning.

"Don't even think about running away, and don't try anything funny. You know I mean what I say. If you dare to run, I'll kill you no matter what!" Greyhound warned.

Zhou Jian'an nodded without speaking. His hair hung down in front of his eyes, looking rather unkempt. There was no way around it; he hadn't had a haircut in a long time. He usually only went out to replenish his supplies, and he always cut his own hair with scissors, so it wasn't exactly stylish.

Zhou Jian'an withdrew over 100,000 yuan and said, "I've reached my limit for today. I need to find another ATM, or I'll have to wait until tomorrow."

Greyhound was getting a little impatient, but he already knew Zhou Jian'an's card PIN and was certain that money could indeed be withdrawn from the card, so Greyhound decided to take the card and withdraw money himself from it in the future.

Greyhound snatched the card from Zhou Jian'an's hand.

Zhou Jian'an didn't want to give it, clutching the card tightly. Greyhound sneered, "You've forgotten my warning again, haven't you?"

Zhou Jian'an had no choice but to let go.

Greyhound kicked him with a cold laugh, and Zhou Jian'an stumbled forward. People passing by thought he was acting strangely, carrying a shirt in his hand as if he were trying to cover something up.

When Zhou Jian'an walked outside, Greyhound pushed him into a white van.

Greyhound got into the driver's seat and prepared to start the vehicle. Just as Greyhound was about to drive off, Zhou Jian'an suddenly pulled open the van door with both hands and ran away before Greyhound could react.

As soon as Zhou Jian'an ran, he shouted for help.

The onlookers found him strange and surrounded him, asking him all sorts of questions.

Greyhound cursed loudly, but instead of chasing Zhou Jian'an, he drove off in his van.

Zhou Jian'an's card was in Greyhound's hands. These days, you don't necessarily need to be there in person to withdraw money. Greyhound knew of a bank where you could withdraw money. In the past, casino money was registered in the names of elderly people in the village, and they could just go there and withdraw the money.

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