"I'll give you one last chance, either raise the price or get lost!"
Listening to this threatening word, Wang Zihao pressed his lips tightly, not saying a word.
"Cutting someone's financial road is like killing their parents, speak to me!" the thug barked harshly.
Wang Zihao clenched his fists tightly, his face somewhat red: "I can't possibly raise the price, nor can I sign this termination contract..."
"Then I'll kill you today!" the thug's eyes instantly flashed cold.
"Brothers, go, give this young man a good bone cracking."
Behind the thug, the little thugs started cracking their knuckles, whistling, and instantly surrounded Wang Zihao.
"What are you...what are you trying to do..."
"What are we doing?" the thug sneered disdainfully: "Naturally, to wake you up."
"Brothers, get him."
Whether Wang Zihao was panicked or not was unknown, but the school leaders on the side were truly panicked.
