Chapter 1246 - 1108-1109: Business - No Need to Pay Attention (Combined - )

Chapter 1246: Chapter 1108-1109: Business - No Need to Pay Attention (Combined Chapter)

Chapter 1108 Business (First Update – Congratulations to Master He Meng, Tongtian Old Road)

"Trouble in the future?" Bentley really didn’t buy that crap.

"List out all her pursuers for me, including who’s close to her. We’ll investigate."

Threatening us? Look at you. Worst case, we just kill a few more Supremes.

The short-and-stout Supreme’s face changed again at these words. "You want us to sell others out... that doesn’t fit a Supreme’s identity, does it?"

"And the things you’ve done do fit a Supreme’s identity?" Bentley shot him a look.

"You stop halfway through and don’t want to talk anymore? If you plan to dangle us like this... then none of you are leaving!"

The short Supreme’s mouth twitched. Why the hell did I run my mouth?

When he said that earlier, besides being genuinely moved, he’d actually wanted to gently warn the other side—indiscriminate killing would have consequences.

Of course, deep down, he also vaguely wanted to disgust them a bit—go on, wait for someone to come for your head.

Otherwise, how would Bentley think he was deliberately dangling bait? That factor really was there.

But the short Supreme hadn’t expected they’d be this unreasonable, actually demanding he hand over Nalisha’s pursuers?

He knew exactly what "none of you are leaving" meant—none of you are living.

If someone else threatened him like that, he’d only sneer—do you really have the guts?

But this bunch was different; they actually dared to act!

They’d even indicated that everyone who’d pursued Nalisha would likely be targeted.

Whether they’d kill or not was hard to say, but... they wouldn’t ask for nothing, would they? Odds of killing were very high.

If that happened, as the one who sold out that information, his future days would be full of trouble.

This is what they mean by "disaster comes from the mouth." At this moment, he truly regretted it.

But it was too late. The other side was staring at him coldly, their meaning in their eyes unmistakable: are you talking or not?

The short Supreme really didn’t want to talk, but like he’d said: he’d already taken one step back; taking another was just more of the same.

He hesitated, glancing left and right. "Uh... can we talk about this later?"

He was surrounded by Hongyun people, but not all of them were his own direct subordinates. How was he supposed to pull this off?

Never mind face; if this got out, he’d just be making enemies for himself.

Bentley looked at him blandly, then shook his head. "No."

The short Supreme froze, hesitated for a good four or five seconds, then sighed lightly. "Forget it..."

He reported the names of two Supremes and three A-levels. Beyond that... he claimed he didn’t know.

Nalisha had her own life, after all; there was no way he’d know every detail, right?

As soon as he finished, Nalisha, lying on the ground, actually let out a faint groan. "Save me..."

"Hm?" Bentley turned his head and glanced at Silver Fir. "You didn’t actually kill her?"

Silver Fir shook his head in confusion, then a faint Electromagnetic wave flashed through the air. "Her heart is actually on the right side?"

"Still, this level of feigned death really isn’t bad."

He’d confirmed he’d killed her; the body still having some vigor was nothing more than a Supreme’s higher bodily activity. ℴℴ𝘮

Who would’ve thought she’d have a feigned-death Secret Technique and even managed to fool him—clearly, every Supreme couldn’t be underestimated.

He wondered how many of the Supremes he’d killed before had had this kind of Secret Technique.

But those were dead-dead. He just hadn’t taken her head or chopped her in half, so the Secret Technique kicked in.

At this time, the short Supreme forced himself to speak. "Everyone, if she can be brought back... we can pay more."

As long as they could save Nalisha, the trouble everyone would face would be drastically reduced.

Nalisha also knew how urgent things were and very decisively said, "I’m willing to pay!"

"Fine," Bentley nodded. "With damages for causing trouble... fifty billion in total. Not much, right?"

The short Supreme’s face darkened at that. "Fifty billion?"

For a Supreme to come up with fifty billion... they’d basically have to sell the pot and the iron. Many Supremes couldn’t even scrape together that much.

But buying your life was worth it. That was exactly why Nutrient Injection could squeeze so much money.

The short Supreme and Nalisha were both from Hongyun Financial Group; in theory, they weren’t short on cash.

Not to mention they were doing this for the Group; they wouldn’t be footing the entire bill themselves.

Even so, the short Supreme still felt the pain in his flesh, whereas Nalisha weakly said, "I’ll put up ten billion!"

If she didn’t speak up, she was going to die; ten billion really wasn’t much.

They’d investigated Ping’an’s backing and knew this bunch was quite fond of money, so she decisively catered to their tastes.

The short Supreme was still hesitating when the Gold Attribute A-level beside him spoke up.

"My lord, if you hesitate any longer, Lady Nalisha will be in danger!"

Even though a Supreme’s Life Force was tenacious, if the rescue came too late, the consequences could still be very serious.

Of course, this Gold Attribute A-level was probably also giving the other side a chance to step down gracefully.

The short Supreme hesitated, then spoke decisively. "Since no actual losses were caused, thirty billion should be about right, no?"

"I’m not bargaining with you," Bentley said, face darkening. "I’m just informing you!"

"Do you have any idea how much we lost rushing over here for this?"

Seeing that the other side wasn’t angry about the attempt to haggle, the short Supreme felt he could push a bit more—business was what he did best.

He cautiously said, "But with Hongyun’s size, paying out that much will have people talking."

Hongyun Financial Group was massive; fifty billion was nothing they couldn’t afford, but some precedents just couldn’t be set casually.

"Trying to use Hongyun to pressure us?" Bentley snorted coldly. "Then I’ve changed my mind—eighty billion!"