Lin Guodong looked at Zhu Hong's sinister smile and his face involuntarily cooled down.
"Mr. Lin, have you thought it through?" Zhu Hong asked with a smile, "Do you choose to cooperate with me, or..." He deliberately paused here. He was well aware that there was no need to say some things out loud; the other party could understand what he meant.
"Zhu Hong, you sure have some nerve," Lin Guodong said solemnly, "I have lived for so many years, and there have been few people who dare to threaten me. Alright, Zhu Hong, since you're so bold, then I'll give you a chance. Three days—I'll give you three days. If you can bring me Ling Chen's head, I will cooperate with you. How about it?"
