Ouyang Fen was about to die.
Who knew where this old man had come from? His strength was downright terrifying!
Just like those two women, no one could gauge his true level.
Either way, he was definitely strong enough to deal with you.
And... what was with this old man? Why did his beatings hurt so much?
It was the kind of pain that was completely unbearable!
At that moment, perhaps because the old man was serious, he held out his hand and demanded money from him.
Thirty billion. Heh.
Was he supposed to pull it out of his pocket and hand it over?
Was this some web novel!? Should he pull out three hundred tons of gold for him instead!?
Ouyang Fen looked at him. "Senior, I can't possibly carry thirty billion in cash on me. I can't even carry a hundred million."
Fishing Elder glared. "Then you're insulting my intelligence and slandering my honor!"
"No, no, absolutely not!"
Lu Chengwen came over to explain. "Old sir, thirty billion... stacked together, it could build a house. You can't just pull it out."
"Then wasn't all this trouble for nothing!?"
"Then... we'll figure something out..."
Fishing Elder looked at Lu Chengwen. "Do you have thirty billion?"
"Me?" Lu Chengwen smiled. "No."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Ouyang Fen hurriedly called out, "Cheng Wen! Cheng Wen! Help me! Transfer the money to the old gentleman first, thirty billion! I'll pay you back afterward..."
Lu Chengwen looked at him. "Brother, thirty billion! Are you insane? Seriously, just grit your teeth and let him beat you to death. Thirty billion! If you rack up a debt of thirty billion, there's no point in living anyway."
"That's not right!" Long Aotian said. "I heard that lots of rich people owe a lot