Wang Xue's face darkened, and she said through gritted teeth:
"I still say the same thing: I won't sell the land. Huang Bo, if you really want it, there are only two ways. One, you kill me, and after that, I won't care and can't care. Two, you race against me here, if you win, I'll sign without hesitation. Otherwise, please leave!"
The brutish man named Huang Bo glanced at Wang Xue, his facial muscles twitching.
He knew very well that this woman's racing skills were exceptional.
In fact, after several races, even the so-called Biker Gang he hired couldn't win, and didn't even pass the first turn.
However, he understood the importance the boss placed on this piece of land and was given a strict order to get it by any means necessary.
If he failed, there was no need to return.
Thinking of this, Huang Bo hardened his heart, and a murderous intent flared in his eyes.
If you're seeking death, don't blame me for being ruthless and cruel!
