Death to Those Who Disrespect Me

"$100 thousand for a little girl?" Albion's gaze frosted slightly before he said, "I see you are in a hurry to pay off the debt. How dare you demand a sky-high price from me?"

Although money was not an issue for him, it did not mean he would let others take advantage of him.

Only he can do that to others, not the other way around.

Stefano Metti immediately sweated.

"Young Master Albion, this is actually a fair price. They might just be little girls, but they are very healthy. If all their organs are harvested and sold on the black market, it'll definitely fetch higher than $100 thousand each," he argued.

When Little Sally and Wuxin heard this, they trembled with greater fear while Albion narrowed his eyes.

His pressure was unleashed into the surrounding, causing the crates being carried by the subordinates to be dropped and forced them to kneel while Stefano Metti's breathing stiffened.

"Milord, mercy!"

"Boss, help!"