Total Value: Ten Trillion!

The fourteen people who had been captured were terrified.

If Lin Chen had personally shot them, their families would only have had to face Lin Chen. Perhaps someone might even secretly lend their families a hand.

But now that Lin Chen had made everyone else take action, everyone would have their blood on their hands. To avoid retaliation from their families in the future, these people would likely go all out against their families.

"Mr. Lin, we'll give you all our family's money."

"Our family as well."

"Mr. Lin, spare us. We'll give you all our family's assets, and from now on, we'll serve you like oxen and horses."

The fourteen captives all spoke up.

Lin Chen said indifferently, "Too late. I gave you three chances, but you didn't cherish them."

"Everyone, do it."

"You only have five minutes."

They looked at one another. In the end, some of them still walked toward the three robot guards holding daggers.

They picked up fifteen daggers.

"Patriarch Carmen, so you have a day like this too."

One of them approached a captive with a dagger in hand, a cold smile on his face.

They already had a grudge against each other.

They had maintained superficial peace in the past, but under the current circumstances, there was no need to keep pretending.

If there was a grudge, then they could give their enemy a good, satisfying stab.

"No, don't kill me."

"Mr. Lin, spare me!"

The captive cried out in terror.

"Ah!"

The next second, he screamed.

The middle-aged man holding the knife in front of him stabbed him, but it was not a heavy blow. He merely cut his arm, and the cut was not deep.

"Ah!" "Ah!"

The other captives screamed as well. The others holding knives began slashing at them.