"I say, Ink Manager, if you keep playing dead, I'll go up and fix it!"

"Do you want me to find the money myself, or do you want me to give it to you obediently?"

"b.a.s.t.a.r.d, you don't have any eyesight at all. Hurry up and get me the money and give it to this Chu Feng."

Ink Manager, who had originally planned to play dead, now awkwardly stood up with a face full of smiles. However, at this moment, his face was too ghastly to look at, making him look terrifying when he laughed.

Only then did the accountant withdraw, and immediately left the sight of Chu He and the rest.

Chu He laughed coldly as he played with a dagger he carried with him.

"Indeed, this little one has eyes but is unable to recognize Mount Tai. After offending a great G.o.d like you, I hope that you can be magnanimous and spare me."

It was only when Chu He suddenly heard a sound similar to a firecracker's explosion, that he sighed inwardly.

Sun Mo, this grandson, was actually playing dirty with him. The accountant from before had obviously gone out to send the signal.

The backer of a first cla.s.s residence was the Sun family. They were one of the largest families in the Anping City, and there were even more thugs and offerings in the family.

In order to save a month's money for the thugs, Ink Manager had removed the silver and gold medal thugs, leaving behind only a few bronze medal thugs, who were these five thugs at the third level of the Awakening Realm.

"Sun Mo, are you challenging my patience? Do you really think I don't dare to kill you!? "

Chu He suddenly jumped up from his seat, the dagger was unsheathed from its scabbard and appeared in front of Sun Mo like a bolt of lightning, the sharp dagger in his hand struck the s.p.a.ce between Sun Mo's neck.

Ink Manager was so scared that he did not dare move, and his voice trembled slightly as he spoke.

"Fear Value 64 from Sun Mo."

"Do you think I can't recognize the sound of the signal gun?"

"Don't be agitated, this is all a misunderstanding. It must be that the accountant has misunderstood my meaning."

"Why are you all standing there like a fool? Hurry up and get the money for young master Chu!"

"This is a hundred taels of silver. Apart from your sixty taels of silver, there are still forty silver taels left. Take a look …" Ink Manager said with a face full of smiles.

Seeing that, Chu He kept the dagger at Sun Mo's neck, and gently touched the money pouch, confirming that it was a hundred liang.

After that, he put the money bag on the table and opened it to take a look. As a modern man, it was Chu He's first time seeing so much silver, and he could not hide his excitement.

"This extra forty taels is my mental expenditure."

Although Ink Manager loved wealth more than life, between his own life and several tens of silver, the difference between the two was very clear, and he continuously nodded in agreement.

After Chu He finished speaking, he carried his money bag and walked towards the main entrance of the First Pin residence, completely ignoring the strange gazes of the people around him.

Seeing that Chu He, the Demon King of Confusion, was finally ready to leave, all the employees of the First Pin Residence, including Ink Manager, heaved a sigh of relief.

Ink Manager thought that Chu He had already walked far away and muttered in order to retrieve his lost face.

However, just as he finished speaking, one of Chu He's legs that was already outside the shop was suspended in midair, and then, he slowly turned his head around.

"Fear Points from Sun Mo 23."

If it were not for the fact that this was the Sun family's property, Chu He really would have killed Sun Mo in broad daylight!

A hot-blooded sentence suddenly appeared in Chu He's mind, and he blurted it out.

"Your first-rate residence will not last more than two days!"

With that, he ignored the stunned gazes of the crowd and quickly left their line of sight without even looking back.