Park Min Yeon was there shouting frantically, clearly unable to agree to the Dark Glasses Man's demand for two hundred million. After a bout of struggling, his entire face had turned red, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, making him look quite sinister.
But at that moment, the Dark Glasses Man let out a cold laugh and spoke indifferently.
"I already knew you wouldn't agree to give us two hundred million again, so I don't want to waste words with you. Our boss has another message... Seems I can only execute that command!"
"What message? Cut the crap, what exactly do you want to do!"
Seeing Park Min Yeon already frightened pale, the Dark Glasses Man swayed the dagger in his hand and said calmly.
