"Cut the crap." Zhou Chen's expression was cold. "Answer my question."
'This kid's new,' the thug thought. 'He should still honor his word, have some kind of moral bottom line. He said he wouldn't kill me if I answered, so he should…' The thought flashed through his mind, and he hurriedly shouted, "You need over ten thousand crime value!"
"Ten thousand crime value?" Zhou Chen kicked the thug's head, and the black number "12" popped up above it.
"You only have 12 crime value?"
"I only just got here myself…" The thug quickly begged for mercy. "Since we're both newcomers, please spare me."
BANG!
Zhou Chen pulled the trigger.
The thug's eyes widened, his final gaze filled with disbelief. 'But he promised…'
