My work was stolen by my rich second-generation boss, and I was saddled with a huge debt of three million yuan, which pushed me to a dead end.
Until the radio rang at midnight, it actually broadcast the desperate last words of the enemy who died tragically seven days later and the password to the money laundering vault!
I sneered and cut off tens of millions of dollars in cash, watching as my former superior enemy was ruthlessly crushed by black hands in horror.
This time, I will be the God of Death behind the scenes who controls the entire city, making all the plutocrats kneel down and surrender in fear!
Well written and thrilling!