Upon hearing Luo Chao's question, Silver Fox was completely taken aback, "I... how would I know what you had for breakfast!"
"Sorry, that's not the answer I want." Luo Chao shook his head.
Silver Fox was guilty of heinous crimes, and Luo Chao had no intention of letting Silver Fox leave alive today.
Therefore, he asked a bizarre question that Silver Fox couldn't possibly answer.
"You f~ing played me!" Silver Fox, driven to desperation, erupted again.
Realizing he might not escape death today, he grabbed the ashtray by his feet and hurled it towards Sun Bowen's head.
Silver Fox intended to exchange his life for Sun Bowen's at the moment of death, believing that as long as the Black Hole Organization received news of Sun Bowen's death, the commission would still be transferred to his account.
In this way, at least Silver Fox could leave a fortune for his dozen mistresses before dying.
However, with Luo Chao present, there was no way he would allow Silver Fox to have his way.
