C42 The Trickery Was Easy to Profit From.

Hu Yang let out a cold laugh. "I had no interest in squabbling with you, but since you've come looking for trouble, I won't be so forgiving."

"Ha! Who do you think you're threatening, kid?" Shan Yong roared with laughter.

The middle-aged man dashed toward the compact car, yanking the door open in a frantic search for the 50,000 yuan