Summary
Summary: The man who introduced himself as Gu Pyeonghwa remained calm even after seeing the “catch” Sang had secured.
If it had been anyone else, they would have lost their wits at the sight of Sang holding a knife and would’ve begged and screamed for their life.
“Do you even know how much money this bastard didn’t pay back? A full 180 million won, you fucker.”
“How about this? You pay off the debt of the bastard you killed-with your body.”
Sang lifted his leg to kick Gu Pyeonghwa again. Gu Pyeonghwa hurriedly defended himself.
“You said you don’t have the ability to pay back the debt. But look at your body.
You’ve got everything front and back, and those tits are fucking huge-look like milk could come out any second.”