Very soon, Ao Yong got hold of the phone and completed the transaction of one million.
Being a descendant of a prominent family in the small town, Ao Yong had access to mobile banking services like this.
For a mere warlord captain, getting this amount was nothing at all.
Compared to his life, Ao Yong was willing to part with the money. As for his brother Ao Jun, it hurt a bit, but what could he do?
Once the transaction was completed, Weng Xingban said, "Alright, Captain Ao, your matter is settled for now. As for whether you remain as captain in the future, that's up to you; if you provoke us again, heh, your captain status might become history, and we won't hesitate to take your life, got it?"
"Got it, got it, I definitely understand, cannot afford to provoke you, heh..."
Ao Yong kept smiling servilely, nodding and bowing continuously!
Weng Xingban threw out a cold remark: "Who are your brothers?"
Ao Yong: "..."
Speechless, yet he had to maintain a fawning smile.
