"Throw it over, come on."

Allen Peterson glanced at the black box and kicked it to the feet of these people.

Ava Smith frowned. According to the current situation, Allen Peterson didn't need to be afraid of these people at all!He is already dominant.

"Allen Peterson, why give it to them? It's Smith's wealth!"

As soon as the voice fell, before Allen Peterson answered, a cold hum came from one side: "my good niece, your husband knows well. I tell you, this box is full of explosives. If you don't give money, you'll die today!"

Ava Smith's eyes widened in disbelief. She didn't expect that these people should be so...