Blood Money

Liu Yong's voice rang out, filled with a mischievous tone. "Hehe, of course, it's all your money. Do you want me to enlighten you on its management?"

The weight of those words echoed in the room, as the mention of "all the money" caused Alfred's expression to shift, his gaze oscillating between Liu Yong and Kang Zhenggang, who ominously held an assault rifle.

A somberness settled upon Alfred as he spoke with a tinge of sadness. "I have one condition. After I hand over my wealth to you, promise me that you won't take my life."

Disdain dripped from Liu Yong's voice as he scoffed at Alfred's fear of death. "Yes, I promise not to kill you nor your subordinates," he retorted dismissively.

With Liu Yong's assurance, Alfred retrieved a laptop and executed a series of operations. In a calculated move, he transferred all the funds from his account to Liu Yong's private account in a Swiss bank, totalling over 560 million US dollars.