C27 Cripple Your Hand!

Trembling, Suen Dahai looked at Boss Zhao. His face was ashen as he knelt on the ground. Suen Dahai hugged Boss Zhao's leg and said in a sobbing tone, "Boss Zhao, let me go, I beg you. Whatever you want, I promise you. Oh right …"

"Is this alright? You can take as much of my antiques as you like, and I'll give you an extra 300,000, no, 500,000. I'll give you another 500,000, so release me