"The doctor you called is here. He wants forty thousand US dollars. I don't have enough cash, so you transfer it to him."
On the other end of the phone, the voice of "Gray Shark" was filled with anger and confusion, "First, tell me, how do you know so much about me?
I hardly leave my house once a year, and even my neighbors don't know me. How could you know so much?"
"Pay up, and I'll double the amount to you later." Raul ignored 'Gray Shark's question and gave a direct order.
"Fuck you, Victor! Don't let me find out what kind of shit you're pulling behind my back." "Gray Shark" cursed angrily, but he still complied.
A few minutes later, the underground doctor's electronic account received forty thousand US dollars in virtual currency. A slight smile finally appeared on his cold face.
He patted Raul's shoulder and said, "You have a good relationship with 'Gray Shark'." This was not a compliment, but rather a kind of envy and curiosity.
