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"Hmph, Qin Tian, don't refuse the toast only to drink a forfeit!"
Ren Tianbing gritted his teeth and glanced at Qin Tian, "Can't you explain it to your brothers? Then how am I supposed to explain it to mine? My right-hand man Du Chengyang died at your hands! And none of yours have been killed by me!"
Ren Tianbing's tone was furious, and with those words, the atmosphere inside the building instantly became tense.
Upon hearing Ren Tianbing's words, Qin Tian was no more accommodating, scoffing coldly, "You haven't killed any of my people because you haven't had the chance! You want my ransom!"
Staring down Ren Tianbing, Qin Tian's face flashed with a cold sharpness as he directly challenged, "Ren Tianbing, those 12 million US dollars you're holding must feel pretty good, right? Or do you think it's not enough? Are you perhaps planning to get enough ransom and then kill the hostage, huh?!"