Tang Xiaobao turned to Hu Lai and asked: "How much did that old boy from Harada pay?"

Hu Lai blurted out: "Three, four hundred and fifty-six hundred and thirty-two thousand seven hundred and fifty-nine dollars."

sweat……

"I have a good memory."

Tang Xiaobao gave him a thumbs up and a thumbs up.

Feng Sanpao was almost frightened to death.

Three, four hundred and fifty-six hundred and thirty-two thousand seven hundred and fifty-nine dollars!

Whose life is so precious? Is it worth so much money?

No, why is this a complete change?

Oh, he got it.

There is not a penny left, all the wealth has been given to Tang Xiaobao.

So cruel!

Feng Sanpao's lips trembled and he was speechless.

Tang Xiaobao looked at him with a smile: "Look, Harada is much more sincere than you. You have more than one million, how can you be so embarrassed to speak."

"I can't compare with him. He has money, but I don't."

Feng Sanpao said aggrievedly.

There was no way he could get out more than three billion yuan.

He can't even afford 300 million, and his total net worth does not exceed 300 million.

"So, I didn't kill him, and you, well, don't say I won't give you a chance. I'll ask you again and you'll give me a price."

Tang Xiaobao lit a cigarette and smoked it. With a straight face, he reminded again: "Opportunities don't come around very often. Don't miss it."

"Two million."

Feng Sanpao said carefully.

Tang Xiaobao frowned.

"Three million."

Tang Xiaobao still frowned and remained silent.

"Ten million."

Tang Xiaobao spoke: "This kid is so insincere, let me get him."

"One hundred million, I will pay one hundred million."

Feng Sanpao shouted.

He gave it all.

Gotta stay alive.

Tang Xiaobao turned to look at him and sighed: "How come you have no sincerity at all? Do you really not want to live?"

Feng Sanpao cried: "I've already opened 100 million, just let me go, Grandpa Tang, I beg you, can you?"

"no."

Tang Xiaobao flatly refused: "Because I don't believe you only have 100 million."

What's the meaning?

Feng Sanpao was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately came to his senses.

After doing this for a long time, Tang Xiaobao wanted all his money.

Same as Harada-kun?

So cruel.

But now, do I really want to give him all the money?

He rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, I'll give you all my money."

"How many?"

"It seems like 120 million."

"That's it?"

"There's only so much left."

Feng Sanpao felt so wronged.

More than 100 million US dollars, is this still little?

That’s a lot, okay!

No ordinary person would have so much money. That is to say, he has a good way of making money. If it were anyone else, he probably wouldn't be able to afford so much money.

Tang Xiaobao thought for a while and said: "Okay, transfer the money yourself. This is the account number. Don't play tricks. Do you understand what it means to have all the money?"

"I understand, I understand."

Feng Sanpao breathed a sigh of relief.

He took Tang Xiaobao's cell phone and the note from the latter, cursing in his heart.

You've been working on it for a long time, and you're so ready.

Even the card number is written down.

It's useless to say anything, just transfer money.

As expected, he only had over 110 million in his card.

All were transferred to Tang Xiaobao.

Feng Sanpao seemed to have been hollowed out, and collapsed on the ground, saying: "Can you let me go this time?"

"Look at me."

Tang Xiaobao said.

Feng Sanpao looked over subconsciously, and immediately he felt that Tang Xiaobao's eyes were so deep, like a maze, full of magical power.

He fell into it in an instant and his mind went blank.

Tang Xiaobao's voice rang out: "How much savings do you have in total? Is it really only this much money?"

Feng Sanpao's eyes were empty and he said: "I still have two cards."

"How much money are there?"

"One contains 100 million U.S. dollars, and the other contains only over 50 million."

Tang Xiaobao withdrew his gaze.

Feng Sanpao woke up. He looked at Tang Xiaobao in confusion and frowned slightly.

He vaguely felt something was wrong, but he couldn't remember what was wrong.

Hu Lai on the side looked at Tang Xiaobao in shock.

Tang Xiaobao sighed and said: "Feng Sanpao, Feng Sanpao, I gave you a chance, but why didn't you cherish it? You made me very embarrassed. Do you know, should I kill you or not?"

How about not killing you?"

Feng Sanpao quickly shouted: "Master Tang, didn't you just say you wouldn't kill me? I gave you all the money. I'm so sincere."

"Bah!"

Tang Xiaobao interrupted Feng Sanpao: "Are you so sincere? Let me ask you again, do you really only have this little money?"

"real."

"You swear."

"Okay, if I lie to you, I will be struck by lightning."

Feng Sanpao really swore.

Tang Xiaobao was speechless.

He deeply realized that the most humble person is invincible.

Feng Sanpao is very invincible.

Do ordinary people dare to swear like this when they lie? Do they dare to swear so simply and neatly?

This Feng Sanpao has good acting skills and is so fearless that he even swore the oath without hesitation.

Tang Xiaobao shook his head and said: "I'm really convinced by you. It seems that you really won't shed tears until you see the coffin. At this time, you still dare to hide it from me, Hu Lai, get him for me."

Hu Lai swallowed his saliva and admired Tang Xiaobao so much that he fell to the ground.
To be continued...