There was a certain way to deal with Mutants, and a specific method to punish ordinary people.
Ying Yue was not short of money, but he wanted to teach this arrogant guy a lesson he would never forget, making him understand that he shouldn't be conceited and domineering—there were many people in the world he couldn't afford to provoke!
"Sir, 1.59 million is not… it's not a small amount!" the young man lamented, stuttering, "It's already a month's pocket money for me!"
A month's pocket money?
1.59 million?
Ying Yue couldn't help but smack his lips. It seemed this guy was loaded. Well then, he would have to bleed him dry.
At that thought, Ying Yue said nothing and simply stretched out his hand, pointing forward.
"Boom—"
A surge of Energy burst from his fingertips, and with a loud rumble, a small hill next to the highway was leveled to the ground in an instant.
"This this this..."
