Zhang Yang squinted his eyes, he hadn't expected that Guo Xingyu would be so ruthless as to actually want to take his life.
But then again, if he didn't die, with Xu Mengyan here, no one would be able to escape.
Liu Neng's face also gradually turned grim.
He then said to Zhang Yang, "Young man, you've heard it too, my brother here really wants you dead, and as for why, I'm sure I don't need to explain any further."
"I'm also going to be honest with you, I really don't want to fight you."
"Because once we fight, I can only kill you."
"Is it worth it to risk your life just for that bit of pride?"
"How about this, two million yuan, that's the final show of sincerity from us brothers."
Guo Xingyu, too, was staring intently at Zhang Yang, hoping of course that Zhang Yang would agree, two million yuan, though painful, could be earned back in two years as long as he remained the manager of the Hilton Hotel.
But to Guo Xingyu's despair, Zhang Yang still refused.