102: Chapter 102: Failure to Sell Lifespan!

The gun-wielding man stopped in front of Fu Dahai.

The dark muzzle of the gun was less than half a meter from his forehead.

"You, get up."

The voice was very calm, yet brooked no argument.

Fu Dahai's entire body couldn't stop shaking.

Cold sweat from his forehead kept streaming down his cheeks.

He had run his company for over a decade and had weathered many storms.

But a gun... this was the first time he had ever seen one!

"Okay... okay..."

"Be careful, don't let it go off..."

Fu Dahai's lips trembled as he slowly stood up from the ground.

The young woman beside him had long since been scared to tears.

Her hands clutched his clothes tightly.

"Dahai..."

"I'm scared..."

Fu Dahai forced down his fear and patted her hand.

"Don't speak."

The gun-wielding man had absolutely no interest in watching their melodrama. He tilted his head slightly. "Give him an invitation code."

An accomplice beside him immediately pulled out a phone.

Soon, an invitation code was sent over.

"Download it."

Fu Dahai's body stiffened.

He looked up, forcing out a weak smile.

"Boss..."

"Actually, we can talk."

"I have money."

"I really have a bit of wealth."

"If you let me go, I'll transfer three million to you right now."

"Three million in cash. If that's not enough, five million is fine too."

"There's no need to mess around with this lifespan treasure..."

Before he could finish his sentence,

the gun-wielding man just quietly stared at him.

He didn't say a single word.

But those eyes held absolutely no warmth.

Fu Dahai's heart shuddered violently.

He forced the rest of his words back down his throat.

He lowered his head and silently opened the app store.

He copied the invitation code.

Downloaded and installed.

The entire exhibition hall

was so quiet that only the occasional notification sound from the phone could be heard.

A few seconds later, the installation was complete.

A black-gold icon sat quietly in the center of the screen.

Looking at the icon, Fu Dahai felt an indescribable mix of emotions.

Over the past few days,

he had heard the name "lifespan treasure" so many times his ears were practically growing calluses.

Many of his friends had been discussing it.

Some said it was real, while others said it was a scam.

He had always wanted to ask someone to get him an invitation code to try it out.

Unfortunately, he had never found a way.

Who would have thought...

he would finally get one today.

But under these circumstances?

"Open it."

The gun-wielding man spoke again.

Fu Dahai gritted his teeth.

He tapped on it.

The next second, the familiar black-gold interface slowly unfolded.

[Identity verification successful.]

[Welcome to lifespan treasure.]

The page redirected, and his personal information slowly emerged.

[Name: Fu Dahai]

[Age: 48]

[Assets: 38,276,491 Yuan]

[Remaining lifespan: 27 Years]

Seeing these lines of numbers,

the three robbers' breathing hitched almost simultaneously.

Especially the assets column.

Over thirty-eight million!

"So you really are a rich guy?"

The gun-wielding man grinned.

But soon, his gaze fell on the last column again.

Twenty-seven years?!

The light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

"Tap 'Sell lifespan'."

Hearing this, Fu Dahai's body trembled slightly.

His eyes instantly turned red.

He never would have imagined

that the first time he opened the lifespan treasure,

he would actually be forced to sell his life at gunpoint.

His voice was hoarse.

"Boss... ten million!"

"Ten million to let me go, okay?"

"I beg you!"

The gun-wielding man looked at him.

"Ten million... Sure, transfer it right now."

Fu Dahai: "..."

He was completely stunned.

Only after a few seconds did he say with a bitter face:

"Boss."

"I don't have that much cash on hand right now."

"But my private account has five million."

"The rest is in factory buildings, equipment, shares, and real estate."

"How about... I give you five million first, okay?"

As soon as he finished speaking,

the smile on the gun-wielding man's face vanished instantly.

The next second,

Bam!

a powerful elbow strike slammed heavily into Fu Dahai's chest.

Fu Dahai let out a muffled groan.

He stumbled back two steps, clutching his chest and coughing violently.

His face instantly flushed bright red.

"Then what the fuck are you talking about?"

The gun-wielding man cursed.

"I want cash right fucking now!"

"You don't have it?"

"Then hurry the hell up!"

"Get the valuation for me!"

Fu Dahai was in so much pain that tears almost came to his eyes.

But looking at the gun, he didn't dare utter another word of nonsense.

He could only tremblingly tap on [Sell lifespan].

The page loaded slowly.

In the entire exhibition hall,

over a hundred pairs of eyes were all staring intently at his phone.

Some were nervous.

Some were afraid.

Others were curious.

They also wanted to know

how much the lifespan of a boss worth tens of millions

would actually be valued at.

A few seconds later, the valuation was complete.

A line of golden text slowly emerged.

[Your current selling price: 1,000,000 Yuan/Year.]

One million!

One year of lifespan!

A full million!

"Holy shit..."

The eyes of a robber beside him instantly widened.

His breathing became heavy.

The other one clenched his fists tightly.

"One million a year..."

"Twenty-seven years..."

"That means... twenty-seven million?!"

Even though they were all desperate outlaws,

they were still deeply shocked by this number at this moment.

Twenty-seven million!

How many banks would they have to rob?

How many times would they have to risk their lives robbing jewelry?

But now, with just a tap of a button...

the money would just come?

The gun-wielding man's chest finally began to heave.

His gaze grew hotter and hotter.

He licked his dry lips and said slowly,

"Not bad."

"You still have twenty-seven years of lifespan left."

"We aren't the type to drive people to a dead end either."

"Sell twenty years."

"Leave seven years for yourself."

"Merciful enough, right?"

Fu Dahai's face was deathly pale.

"Twenty years..."

"Boss."

"That's twenty years!"

"I..."

He wanted to keep pleading,

but before he could finish,

Click.

The cold muzzle of the gun

pressed against his forehead.

The gun-wielding man spoke calmly.

"Enter it."

Fu Dahai's lips trembled uncontrollably.

Sweat from his forehead dripped down the gun barrel.

He closed his eyes,

looking as if he had suddenly aged over a decade.

In the end,

he still slowly reached out his hand,

and entered the number.

20.

A confirmation window automatically popped up on the page.

[Confirm sale of lifespan: 20 years?]

Fu Dahai stared at those words.

His finger hovered over the screen,

unable to press down for the longest time.

This press wouldn't just sell a number,

but a full twenty years of his life!

Beside him, the young woman was already crying uncontrollably.

"Dahai..."

Fu Dahai's body trembled slightly,

his eyes bloodshot.

In the end,

he gritted his teeth hard

and pressed down heavily with his finger.

[Confirm Sale.]

The next second,

the entire page suddenly flashed slightly.

Immediately after,

a line of bright red prompt

slowly popped up.

[Sale Failed!]