Seeing Wang Ke's cold expression, Zhou Dabao mistakenly thought he was frightened, so he sneered and said in a deep voice, "Do you want to continue making money or lose your life because of your parsimony? If you are sensible, you should hurry up and give me the money. As long as I get the money, I will leave here right away. If you refuse, I will stab you with my knife."
Wang Ke shook his head indifferently, "I will never give you any money. You can use all your tricks. But I don't think you can get a single penny from me."
Zhou Dabao's face became extremely gloomy. He had thought Wang Ke was frightened now and had not expected him to be so stubborn. But he firmly believed where there was nothing to lose, there was nothing to fear.
He tightened his grip on the knife and decided to stab
