"Trade?" Upon hearing this, Bianyi looked at Shen Qiang furiously and said, "You've taken my savings, my antiques, company paperwork, my Storage Ring, my phone, you're about to kill me, and now you, a bastard, want to talk trade with me? Do you want me to sell my kidneys for you?"
Shen Qiang said seriously, "If I needed a new phone, I would consider it."
"In your dreams! I'd rather die," Bianyi said with an unprecedented seriousness in his eyes. "And I definitely won't lose any organs."
Shen Qiang laughed, "You're indeed a petty thief, always so childish in thinking. Your kidneys are worthless in my eyes."
Tapping Bianyi on the forehead with his finger, Shen Qiang said, "But this brain of yours might be worth a few pennies more."
Bianyi was taken aback, then his eyes lit up, and he looked at Shen Qiang seriously and laughed, "Wow, I get it now. You bastard, you want me to help you harm others."
Looking at the amusement in Shen Qiang's eyes.
Bianyi became proud.
