I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2581 - 1614: Who Is Your Mother?

Although he no longer asked those maddening questions, the effect was still the same.

"Here, no one can judge me."

"I am not guilty."

Zhou Shaohua enunciated each word, and the last four words were probably added because he remembered the surveillance camera overhead.

Fu Zili laughed, returning to his true nature, his smile exuding a bandit-like air.

He said softly:

"Whether you are guilty or not, it’s not up to you to say, it’s not up to me to say, not even your aunt’s words count anymore."

"Shut up! You peasant!"

"The power you hold, it’s us whom you see as peasants who granted it to you. You live a good life by feeding off our blood and flesh, yet you turn around and insult us.

You all deserve to die."

Fu Zili’s voice grew softer, yet the murderous intent in his eyes was chilling.

Zhou Shaohua involuntarily shivered.

Yes.

The bones buried under his feet were countless, Fan Wanli was one among them, but he would never get his own hands dirty.

For example, the murderous aura of the boss giving orders at the slaughterhouse versus the worker carrying out the slaughter is clear at a glance.

"Sha City was originally famous nationwide, but it was because of parasites like you that it became sick, rotting, and stinking, yet you don’t even allow it to be cured—"

"You fucking shut up!"

"Shut up? Who the hell are you?"

Zhou Shaohua was stunned.

No one had ever spoken to him like that before.

Fu Zili’s eyebrows were bold, entirely insolent and defiant.

"The capital that you are so proud of is nothing more than your surname Zhou, and the tiny bit of power held by the Zhou family. You can use power to swagger and bully the market, then naturally those with greater power can use it to crush you."

Satisfying.

He didn’t really want to speak his mind.

He was forced.

Zhou Shaohua was completely stunned.

"Who do you still count on? That slightly smarter father of yours? He may run faster, but don’t worry, he’s also been caught in Tokyo. You father and son will definitely reunite. You should be thankful, Jiang Chen is a cultured man, who went to a prestigious university, talks about law and evidence. If it were me, I’d change the interpretation of the law just like you do to others."

"Do you really think you’ve won for sure?"

Zhou Shaohua finally snapped back, veins bulging in his eyes, "My aunt is a department head—"

"Oh, I almost forgot. The person you rely on must not be your businessman dad, you must also look down on him."

Fu Zili curled his lips, the curve wasn’t full, but wildly arrogant.

"Do you know how many cities there are like Sha City in the whole country? I’ll tell you, 293. And do you know how many people there are nationwide at your aunt’s level?"

"Shut up! Fucking shut up!!!"

Like a belief in his heart suddenly collapsed, Zhou Shaohua suddenly began to shout wildly, almost madly, knocking over tables and chairs at random.

"Crash—"

Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, when common people look up, they indeed appear high above, mighty and awe-inspiring, but what if looking down from above?

Immediately they become just one among tens of thousands of underlings.

Fu Zili let him go mad, picked up the file bag, and turned to leave, suddenly stopping again.

He turned back.

He asked a question that his counterpart had seemingly asked him earlier.

"Young Master Zhou, your father was an orphan, in his early years he had to work as security at a casino to make ends meet, he had no father or mother, so why do you have the surname Zhou? Have you never asked him? Who is your mother?"

After speaking, Fu Zili did not wait for a response, stepped forward, and pulled the door away.

And the other party was unable to give him a reply.

"Ah!!!"

Zhou Shaohua fell to his knees among the overturned tables and chairs, raised his head and let out a long howl, clutching his head in agony.