Invincible killer and his tycoon wife

Luo Ziwen raised her right hand and shook her mobile phone. She said with a smile: "Zhang Fan, I'll tell you what you said. I've already recorded what you said. It's really worthwhile to exchange 100000 yuan for such a recording."

Speaking of the back, Luo Ziwen eyes are full of proud light.

Well

Hearing Luo Ziwen's words, Zhang Fan was stunned. After calming down, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, staring at the mobile phone in luoziwen's hand, and said: "Luo Luo Ziwen, you really recorded it. "

"Of course, or I'll make fun of you."

Luo Ziwen said as she opened the screen again and again, the displayed page was a recording page, with her scallion like thumb pressing on the play key.

That's what came out of the phone.

"Miss Luo, you are absolutely right. I, Zhang Fan, are a pauper, a great pauper. You see, for the sake of being a poor man, can I cancel the money I hold your little hand? "

"Master Zhang, I didn't cheat you."

Luo Ziwen's complacency in the eyes, even more, as if to turn into substance, she looked at Zhang Fan with a smile and said, "you said that I used 100000 yuan for this recording, is not very valuable."

"It's worth it. It's not worth it. It's not worth it." Zhang Fan's face squeezed out a smile even worse than crying, he said.

Now

Zhang Fan deeply realized what it was like to lift a stone and hit his own feet. He also experienced a woman's heart which was unfathomable.

Such a recording, if Luo Ziwen spread out, that he Zhang Fan's face, is completely gone, and later also dare not walk on the road in Wenhai city.

Ah.

Zhang Fan sighs in the heart at the same time, the intestines all regret green.

Unfortunately

There is no regret medicine in the world, no matter how you regret, there is no use at all.

Otherwise

There would not be so many people who died of suicide and went to reincarnation.

Ah.

Zhang Fan sighed again.

Whoa.

Take a deep breath, Zhang Fan's face appeared solemn, he seriously said: "Miss Luo, how about we do a business."

"Of course."

Luo Ziwen nodded with a smile and said, "young master Zhang, what business do you want to do with me?"

"I'll give you a million dollars and you'll delete the recording." Zhang Fan said.

"Well, I have to think about it."

"If you want to think about it, I'll give you time to think about it."

Zhang Fan nodded, he said: "when we are going to leave here, you will give me the answer." After that, he added, "if you feel a million less, you can increase the price."

The words are serious, solemn and serious, which means Zhang Fan is not joking.

"Yes."

Luo Ziwen didn't think about it, so she nodded and agreed.

Time goes back five minutes.

In the back hall of the black circle venue, a middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic was sitting on a chair. Although he was sitting like this, his breath was very frightening.

This is the breath of the superior.

The middle-aged man, named Chen Yili, is the owner of the black circle venue, and is also a collateral son of the Chen family of the four families in Yanjing. In addition to these, he is also an immortal cultivator.

The cultivation is not low, gathering the peak of spirit state.

On both sides of Chen Yili stood two women.

The women in the white dress, named Chen Yuxuan, and the woman in the blue dress, named Chen faer, are all 22 years old. They are Chen Yili's daughters, or to be exact, dry women.

Godfather and daughter, whether the relationship between them is pure father son relationship or something else, it depends on different people.

No matter Chen Yili, Chen Yuxuan and Chen faer, they did not speak.

Ten minutes later.

Chen Yili, who was sitting on the chair, made a sound.

He said with a smile: "Yuxuan, faer, now the game has begun, the plate has been sealed, you go to check everyone's bet."

"OK."

After hearing Chen Yili's words, Chen Yuxuan and Chen faer answered, and they went to the computer and sat down. One was Zha Huang Jiaming and the other was Zha Aihu.

Five minutes later.

Chen Yuxuan and Chen faer stood up and stood in front of Chen Yili and reported the situation one after another.

"Huang Jiaming was defeated by 1 billion yuan and AI Hu by 110 million yuan. As expected, they all thought that Huang Jiaming would win. Unfortunately, in this battle, Huang Jiaming will lose."

After listening to the two women's reports, Chen Yili's smile became more intense, just like a blooming chrysanthemum. Turning, his smile converged and became more serious. He said in a low voice: "Fa'er, go check the person who pressed 100 million on Aihu. I'd like to see what kind of person he is and has such a good vision.""Yes, Godfather."

After Chen Fa'er answered, she turned and left the back hall.

"Yuxuan, take off my clothes."

"Yes, Godfather."

……

Zhang Fan didn't know that he put a hundred million yuan on AI Hu, which attracted the attention of the boss of the black circle venue and asked people to investigate him.

But

Even if Zhang Fan knew about it, he would just laugh it off. If he dares to make any moths, Zhang Fan doesn't mind turning this black circle venue upside down.

Now

Zhang Fan looks at the arena and looks at the fight between Huang Jiaming and AI Hu.

Sitting beside Zhang Fan, Luo Ziwen's eyes are also on the challenge arena, with delicate jade face and a smile like flowers blooming.

"Huang Jiaming, you'd better kill him. Please kill him for me."

"Huang Jiaming, I put a million on you. If you don't beat him, I'll let you die."

"Huang Jiaming, you..."

“……”

Similar sounds, in the four sides of the arena, constantly ring, lingering in the top of the venue, for a long time.

Oh

Listening to these voices, Zhang Fan sneered and killed AI Hu? I think it was Huang Jiaming who was killed by AI Hu.

This is the picture on the challenge arena.

Huang Jiaming attacks AI Hu crazily, but AI Hu keeps defending, and has no ability to attack at all. This gives people the feeling that Huang Jiaming has the upper hand and AI Hu has the lower hand.

There is a saying: a long-term defense will lose.

If AI Hu continues to defend, there will be times when he can't defend. When AI Hu fails to defend, Huang Jiaming will kill AI Hu.

These are superficial phenomena. In fact, if AI Hu counterattacks, Huang Jiaming must be unable to resist and be killed.

Ten minutes have passed.

There is no change in the picture on the challenge arena. Huang Jiaming continues to attack and Aihu continues to defend.

Such a scene, let sit in the ring four square seats on the shouting, more and more loud, their faces, full of excitement.

Compared with these people, Zhang Fan frowned, and his dark eyes, like stars and black holes, kept flashing.

"Why not counter attack?"

Zhang Fan said in his heart: "it's been a quarter of an hour. Even if it's acting, it should be enough. There must be demons when things are changeable. There are problems in this."

With this idea, Zhang Fanling consciousness came out. In an instant, he covered Huang Jiaming and AI Hu and observed their facial expressions.

Lip language?

Hehe hehe.

I see. I see. I have 100 million yuan.

After taking back his eyes, Zhang Fan's handsome face, like an ancient sculpture, first shows a moving look, and then emerges with heartache. Then, the heartache is moved and filled with.

It's worth one hundred million yuan for such a touching story.

After knowing what was going on, Zhang Fan stopped looking at the arena and closed his eyes.

Time passes by.

Another ten minutes passed.

At this time

The picture on the challenge arena has changed.

AI Hu's defense is broken by Huang Jiaming, and Huang Jiahu hits AI Hu's chest with a heavy blow.

Poof

When he was hit by such a strong blow, Aihu puffed out a big mouthful of blood. The blood contained internal organs, and the human beings flew backwards. He bumped into the protection rope of the challenge arena, and then stopped and slid down the protective rope.

Bang.

Bang, Aihu fell on the challenge arena, splashing countless dust.

Less air intake, more gas out, the eye can not live, Aihu that pair of eyes with the continuous expansion of pupil, full of light of liberation, the light of happiness.

Relief: that's because he can finally live a life without a day.

happy: that is because he used his life to give his brother a chance to be free.

Three seconds later.

Aihu became a corpse.

Huang Jiaming has no sorrow and no joy. He just stands there and looks at the AI Hu who is killed by himself.

"Won."

"Huang Jiaming won, Huang Jiaming won, ah ah ah."

"I beat 30 million, one to one and a half, that is to say, I made 45 million this time, ha ha ha."

"I'm over 50 million."

"Huang Jiaming, I knew you would win. I knew you would win, gagaga."

“……”

AI Hu was killed by Huang Jiaming. The scene was stunned, and then, there were sounds of alarm and excitement.

So many voices, together, it is very terrible, can shatter the void.

"Zhang Fan, I'm right."Luo Ziwen took back her eyes and looked at Zhang Fan. She said with a smile, "Huang Jiaming won, we won."

"You're right. We won." Zhang Fan's face squeezed out a very reluctant smile, he nodded with a smile.

Although a hundred million for a story, it is worth it, but Zhang Fan is still distressed, this is a hundred million, not a dollar, ah ah, ah, the money of the master.

As for Huang Jiaming, he earned 150000 yuan.

Zhang Fan ignored it directly.

One side is a loss of 100 million, while the other is a profit of 150000. There is no comparability, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, No.

Important things need to be said three times.

"Zhang Fan, next time you continue to follow me to press ha, guarantee you win money." Luo Ziwen said with pride.

"OK, no problem. I'll follow you." Zhang Fan nodded solemnly on his face, and then he asked, "how are you thinking about the recording?"

"I'll give you the answer when I leave here."

"Well, all right."

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