"Zhu Jinhua, you really think we're fools, don't you!" Liu Wen said:
"Do you think I'll give you a chance to call the police? But if you voluntarily hand over your turf, I might just give you a way out."
Saying this, Liu Wen took out a stack of documents and threw them towards Zhu Jinhua.
"These are your industries. Just sign your name on them, and you'll be able to keep your and your brothers' lives. The choice is yours."
"Boss..."
Zhu Jinhua's followers were getting restless, even a bit nervous.
Looking at the agreement thrown over, a look of expectation appeared in their eyes.
Though these industries combined are worth hundreds of millions, compared to their lives, they are nothing. Everyone hoped Zhu Jinhua signs it.
As for the helper he mentioned, none of the subordinates believed.
They knew it was just a stalling tactic, but it was unfortunately exposed.
Liu Wen came prepared; he wouldn't give him a chance to call the police.
