"Two million is too little. For the two of you, it should be at least four million."
The man pondered for a moment, feeling that Jing Xiaocha was worth two million alone, and now that there were two of them, the price should naturally double.
With four million, plus the fifty thousand previously given by Zheng Shirui, he himself could get one hundred and fifty thousand and give each of his three brothers a hundred thousand.
Jing Xiaocha gritted her teeth, "Fine, four million it is. Once you get the money, you can disappear for good."
As long as they would release her and Ou Yihan, four million was worth it.
"Big brother, what if they report to the police? Then we won't get a penny," one of them worriedly reminded.
Despite the pain, Jing Xiaocha quickly assured, "No, no, for us, safety is the most important thing. As long as you don't harm me and Sister Ou, I guarantee we won't call the police."
