97 Chapter Phaeton (Second update celebrating the Silver Alliance Lollipop 1/5)
Feng Jun didn't take up the argument with the other party but continued to ask with interest, "So, how much of a windfall are you planning on taking?"
This was even less of a courteous remark, but the tall and strong man still answered through gritted teeth, "O-one or two hundred thousand, I guess."
"You're lying," Feng Jun pointed out without hesitation, "However... you haven't caused me any substantial harm. So, here's the deal: besides this spray gun, what other firearms do you have?"
There were two long guns in the car, one a five-shot hunting shotgun, and the other a 5.6mm submachine gun.
The five-shot had twenty bullets, and the 5.6mm submachine gun had seventy rounds, plus two magazines.
"Drop the guns on the ground," Feng Jun ordered unceremoniously, "And the four boxes of money, you can only take three, leaving three million as compensation. Any objections?"