Chicken Crown spat out his cigarette, chuckling coldly, "As for settling the matter privately, you just have to do a favor for me, and once it's done, we'll be square. You country bumpkin, do you want to handle this publicly or privately?"
Lin Mu glanced at the girl dressed in clothing, standing nearby. Her seductive and mischievous demeanor had vanished, replaced by a cold and slightly bloody murderous aura. Almost instantly, Lin Mu determined that this girl had at least tens of lives on her conscience.
"Kid, did you not hear the boss asking you a question?"
A man stepped forward, kicked Lin Mu, and asked fiercely.
"Bro, where would I get two million?" Lin Mu slumped onto the bed, shivering.
"No money, then we'll settle it privately."
Chicken Crown snorted, gave a side glance, and two henchmen approached with sneering smiles, hoisting up the limp Lin Mu.
As dusk fell, a Wuling Hongguang drove out of Wancheng, heading toward the outskirts.
