101: Chapter 101 Nothing makes money faster than this?

"Hand over the invitation codes."

"Don't make me repeat myself."

The voice was very quiet, but left no room for negotiation.

Hearing this, Sun Liu's face turned instantly pale.

With almost no hesitation.

"I'll give them! I'll give them!"

"I'll hand them over!"

"I'll give you whatever you want!"

He scrambled to pull out his phone.

What a joke.

If the money was gone, he could earn it back.

But if his life was gone, everything would truly be over.

On the other side, Brother Long's expression was rather grim.

After all, he was someone who had been running in Jianghai for many years.

After a brief moment of panic, he forced himself to calm down, took a slow breath, and squinted at the man holding the gun.

"Brother."

"We're all just trying to make a living. There's no need to take things to extremes."

"You... should have heard of Pei Tianhu, right?"

Upon hearing this name.

The expressions of many Jianghai locals present visibly changed.

Pei Tianhu.

Vice President of the Jianghai Chamber of Commerce.

A truly big figure.

He had influence in both the underworld and legitimate society. For many matters, simply mentioning his name was enough to resolve them.

Brother Long continued, "I run with Brother Hu. If you really touch me today, you won't be able to stay in Jianghai anymore."

"No matter where you run, someone will find you."

As he spoke, he deliberately kept his voice steady.

It was both to warn the other party and to bolster his own courage.

As soon as he said this, his underlings nearby immediately gained confidence.

"That's right!"

"Our boss's boss is the Vice President of the Jianghai Chamber of Commerce!"

"Who in all of Jianghai doesn't show respect to Brother Hu?"

"If you know what's good for you, let him go now!"

"Otherwise..."

The more they spoke, the more confident they became, as if simply bringing up Pei Tianhu would make these desperate outlaws hesitate.

However, before the man with the gun could even speak.

The man holding the dagger against Brother Long laughed outright.

His smile was filled with mockery.

"Pei Tianhu?"

"Vice President?"

"What a grand title."

Brother Long felt a slight sense of relief.

Thinking the other party was ultimately afraid.

But in the next second!

*Pfft!*

A cold flash of light.

Without warning, the dagger plunged into Brother Long's arm.

More than half of the blade sank in, and blood instantly sprayed out.

"Ah—!!"

Brother Long let out a shrill scream.

His entire body curled up in pain.

Sweat drops the size of beans instantly broke out on his forehead.

Everyone in the exhibition hall trembled with fear at this stabbing.

His underlings' eyes instantly turned red.

"Brother Long!"

"You bastard!"

"How fucking dare you..."

Before they could finish, the robber slowly turned his head, his cold gaze sweeping over them. "Say one more word, and the next stab will be to your neck."

With that single sentence, the underlings were instantly silenced.

Their mouths hung open, but they didn't dare utter a word.

The robber slowly pulled the dagger out.

Blood dripped continuously down the blade.

Drip.

Drip.

The entire exhibition hall.

Was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.

By the entrance, the man with the gun spoke slowly, his voice still calm.

"The few of us have been wanted nationwide for a long time."

"Every one of us has more than one life on our hands."

"From the moment we decided to come to Jianghai, we had no intention of leaving alive."

As he spoke, he slowly spun the handgun in his hand.

His movement was as casual as if he were playing with a toy.

"I heard that the lifespan treasure can sell lifespan."

"So."

"We came."

"Since we're dead either way."

"We might as well sell our lives."

"At least we can leave some money for our families."

Speaking up up to this point, he suddenly smiled.

"So."

"Do you really think..."

"...we would be afraid of that damn Pei Tianhu?"

With that, everyone fell silent.

That was true, wasn't it?

What could a group of people who didn't even value their own lives possibly fear?

What was left to be afraid of?

Never mind Pei Tianhu.

Even if the King of Heaven himself came, they probably wouldn't bat an eye.

The last shred of hope in Brother Long's eyes vanished completely.

Gritting his teeth and enduring the sharp pain from his shoulder, he roared at his underlings, "Shut the fuck up, all of you! Are you trying to get me killed?!"

The underlings immediately lowered their heads, and no one dared to make a sound.

Brother Long slowly raised his head, gritting his teeth.

"The invitation codes... give them to them!"

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Sun Liu was even faster.

While Brother Long was being stabbed.

He had already opened the lifespan treasure.

His hands were shaking so hard he could barely hold his phone.

"They're..."

"They're all here..."

"Don't..."

"Don't kill me..."

The man with the gun nodded in satisfaction.

"That's more like it."

"If you cooperate obediently, wouldn't everything be fine?"

In less than a minute, both of their invitation codes had been handed over.

The man with the gun looked at his other two accomplices.

Both of them nodded at the same time.

"How many do you have?" the man with the gun asked.

Sun Liu's voice trembled. "Mine... thirty-three."

Brother Long gritted his teeth. "I have twelve."

"Forty-five?"

The man with the gun nodded. "Not bad, not bad!"

As he spoke, he slowly raised his head.

His gaze swept across the entire exhibition hall once more.

This glance sent chills down many people's spines.

That kind of look.

Didn't seem like he was looking at people.

It was more like he was selecting goods.

There were at least a hundred people in the exhibition hall.

Forty-five invitation codes...

...meant they could make another forty-two people sell their lives?

Forty-two...

Even if each person sold twenty years of lifespan.

How much money would that be?

A few million?

Tens of millions?

Or even... over a hundred million?

At this thought, the light in the eyes of the man with the gun grew brighter and brighter.

Robbing a bank?

Robbing jewelry stores?

Risking their lives, and with one wrong move, they could end up dead on the spot.

What could bring in money faster than this?

At this moment, he suddenly felt.

The path he had taken in the past was entirely wrong.

If only this lifespan treasure had appeared earlier!

How great would it have been if he had it from the very beginning?

Inevitably, he slowly raised his gun.

The muzzle of the gun slowly moved across the crowd.

Everyone lowered their heads in terror, terrified of being chosen.

Finally, the muzzle stopped.

"You."

Everyone's eyes followed the direction of the gun.

The one pointed out was a middle-aged man in his forties.

At this moment, he was shrinking behind an exhibition car.

He was chubby, with a protruding belly.

The center of his forehead was also balding significantly.

Although he looked ordinary.

His custom-tailored suit, the luxury watch on his wrist, and the handmade leather shoes on his feet all pointed to one thing!

This person!

Was very rich!

There was another piece of supporting evidence.

Huddled tightly beside him was a young woman.

She was in her twenties.

She was tall with long hair draping over her shoulders. Even though her face was pale with fear, it still couldn't hide her exquisite features.

Clearly, for him to be able to get someone who looked like this...

...his net worth was definitely not small.

The man with the gun looked at the middle-aged man, the corners of his mouth slowly turning up.

"You, come out."

The middle-aged man trembled.

His legs went weak, and he almost fell directly to his knees.

"B-Brother..."

"Don't kill me..."

"I have money!"

"I really have money!"

"A million!"

"No!"

"Two million!"

"Just let me go!"

"I'll give you two million directly!"

By the end, his voice carried a crying tone.

Hearing this, the man with the gun suddenly smiled.

The smile was indescribably gentle.

"Rich?"

"That's wonderful."

"I love chatting with rich people the most."

With that, he took a step forward.

Step by step, he walked toward the middle-aged man.