"It's a bit bloody, but it's a quick way to make money!"
“We’re businessmen. We don’t care what we do, as long as we make money, that’s all that matters,” Blackie said.
How much income do you earn in a year?
"One billion."
"How long have you been operating this park?"
"ten years."
"I can help you."
"But you need to give me all of your income from these ten years."
"Only then will I take action," the voice said.
"Beard, you're truly heartless!"
"They actually want all the revenue from my park in one go," Hei Suo frowned and said.
"This time, the target is the police of China."
"Who would want to offend them?"
“By killing them, I have essentially made an enemy of the Dragon Kingdom.”
"No one would want to be in that situation!"
"I only agreed to help you because we have some history."
"Ten billion for your life is not much."
"If you're worried about the money, then forget it!"
“What good is money after a person dies?” Blackbeard said.
"Ten billion it is."
"Come here right now and wipe them out."
"I'll go to the bank with you to get it!" Hei Suo gritted his teeth and agreed.
Money is gone, but it can be earned back!
If you lose your life, then it's all over!
"good."
"I'll be there soon." In a place where the Northern and Western Regions meet, on a mountain, a bald man who was eight feet tall, with a robust build and a three-foot-long beard stood up.
He grabbed the broadsword from the weapon rack, and in a flash, he was on a chestnut horse grazing in the distance. He slapped the horse's rump, and the horse reared up with a whoosh and galloped down the mountain, disappearing in a moment.
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