"Ah..." Red Hair let out another miserable scream.
"Will you give it or not?" Lin Mu asked again with a smile, not caring about Red Hair's pain, as if it were just a fun game.
Red Hair knitted his brows, the pain was truly unbearable. As the saying goes, a wise man doesn't suffer immediate losses, Red Hair had to consider preserving his life for now. Besides, Lin Mu seemed like a Demon, so Red Hair had no choice but to submit. It wouldn't be too late to inform the boss to deal with him later on their turf.
"I'll give it, I'll give it." Red Hair, enduring the pain, took out fifty thousand yuan from his bag and placed it on the table. Lin Mu glanced at the money on the table, smiled, and said, "Not bad, be sensible next time, suffer less, now get lost."
Lin Mu said this and then pulled out the stick stuck in his hand, another miserable scream followed. The young Red Hair held his hand, then left in embarrassment with his group of Red Hair minions.
