"I knew you fair-weather friends couldn't be trusted."
"Why didn't you say you had no choice when you took my money?"
"Now that things have been exposed, you're trying to pin all the blame on me, you son of a bitch!"
Hong Yi started cursing and swearing at these people.
"Hong Yi, why aren't you kneeling down and confessing your crimes? Are you planning to resist to the very end?"
Wang Biao stared at Hong Yi and shouted angrily.
"Ha ha!"
Hong Yi suddenly burst into laughter, his face filled with disdain.
"What crime have I committed? Who do you think you are to make me kneel down!"
"Godfather, although you have dealt with all my helpers, do you think you have victory in your grasp?"
Hong Sihai frowned slightly, his expression becoming somewhat grave.
"Hongyi, now that things have come to this, are you still going to make one mistake after another?"
"Hmph." Hong Yi snorted coldly, not taking Hong Sihai's words to heart at all.
Hong Yi sat in the chair, looking at Hong Sihai without fear.
"Godfather, you are the one who has made one mistake after another."
"Someone, bring the contract to my godfather."
Hong Yi's henchmen immediately placed a contract in front of Hong Sihai.
"Godfather, this is a transfer agreement."
"If you sign it, I'll spare your life out of consideration for our deep father-son bond."
"Of course, I will also guarantee your food, clothing, housing and other necessities for the rest of your life, and I will take care of you in your old age and see you off when you die."
Hong Yi said with a sneer.
“Hong Yi, it seems you’re determined to go down this path to the bitter end,” Hong Sihai said, shaking his head.
"Since that's the case, then I will no longer be merciful to you."
"Ah Biao, do it."
At Hong Sihai's command, Wang Biao flashed forward and rushed towards Hong Yi.
Facing the menacing Wang Biao, Hong Yi remained calm and instead laughed, "You're asking for death."
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