Chapter 1185: Chapter 1185: Do You Play Honor of Kings?
At this moment, in a dimly lit room under the overpass, nineteen injured people with missing limbs huddle in the corner, trembling in fear.
On the large bed sits a stalwart man, rugged and tough, holding a phone in one hand, his other hand entwined in a half-wrap of gauze, smiling ingratiatingly at the woman sitting on a chair, legs crossed and fiddling with a gun.
They couldn’t understand why this woman, who had left, suddenly came back.
Just as Xia Weibao kicked the door in, it scared them to the core. The wounds that were bandaged with difficulty once again split open, how tragic.
Boss Tu’s eyes were ingratiating as if asking Xia Weibao how about this price.
Xia Weibao frowned. Five million, enough to buy ten million bags of spicy strips, enough to last a lifetime.
But she still needs to support her husband and so many concubines, it’s not enough.
So she tossed the gun in her hand, then shook her head.
As the gun barrel pointed over, Boss Tu was so scared he almost peed himself, hurriedly roaring into the phone with a tiger’s voice.
"Mr. Lu, do you think I’m a beggar? Only five million for so many brothers, are my brothers’ lives worthless or what!"
Lu Changcheng on the spot was rendered into a turtle grandson, stuck not knowing what to say.
I already gave you twenty million before, didn’t complete the task and now added five million more, what else do you want!
He was a coward, angry but afraid to speak up, so he tentatively asked, "Then how much this time?"
"How much..." Boss Tu asked.
Xia Weibao tilted her head, thought for a moment, and held up one finger.
Boss Tu understood, "Ten million."
Xia Weibao’s eyebrows instantly shot up, the gun barrel pointed directly at Boss Tu’s privates, scaring him so much that he felt his balls shatter.
"One billion!"
In the hospital room, Lu Changcheng almost smashed his phone!
Why don’t you just go rob!
Yet, upon second thought, wasn’t she robbing now?
Though aggrieved, a billion for Xia Weibao’s life is worth it.
After all, even 1% of Lu Corporation’s shares can conservatively estimate over billions.
What’s more, he holds 51%.
Plus other funds and securities, one billion is peanuts, as long as Xia Weibao dies, all of these will be his.
Thinking like this, Lu Changcheng felt this deal was worth it.
After repeatedly confirming that Boss Tu could kill Xia Weibao this time, Lu Changcheng agreed to deliver the money within three days.
A billion is no small amount, he doesn’t have that much liquid cash, and needs to arrange it.
"Heroine, how does it look now?" Boss Tu asked timidly.
Xia Weibao retrieved the gun with satisfaction, "Done well, here’s my account. When the money transfers over, remember to pass it on to me, if it’s short by even a cent..."
"We wouldn’t dare, wouldn’t dare."
"We won’t dare..."
"Rest assured, we’ll definitely transfer it to you..."
Everyone shook their heads and waved their hands, terrified, afraid to provoke her.
Only then was Xia Weibao satisfied, unexpectedly gaining a windfall, thinking about it made her quite happy.
Feeling elated, once she gets the money, she’ll first buy a hundred bags of spicy strips for a treat, then go back to spoil her husband.
"Heroine, not sure what you came back for..."
"Oh right, almost forgot the real matter, do you play games, like Glory of the King or PUBG?"
All the killers, "???"
Xia Weibao’s eyebrows peaked, "I’m asking, do you play King of Glory!"
"We do, when we’re free, we like to play games to kill time."
"What level?" Her Majesty the Empress subtly rubbed her hands.
