"Rest assured! Your brother isn't dead yet, but our patience is limited. This kid owes us money from gambling. If you can pay it back for him, I can consider sparing his life, hehe!" The other party sneered coldly.
"How much does he owe you?" Nalan Suqin asked in a deep voice.
"Not much, only one million." The other party sneered.
Nalan Suqin's face darkened; although she held a managerial position, one million was equivalent to all her belongings!
For her brother, Nalan Suqin couldn't care less and urgently asked, "Alright! I can give you one million, but how can I be sure my brother is still alive?"
"Haha! That's simple!"
The other party let out a cold laugh, and then sounds of hitting and yelling came through the phone, along with a person's screams.
Hearing the scream, Nalan Suqin couldn't help but tremble; it was indeed her brother's voice.
