Peerless War God in City

Over the phone, Jiang Shao looked at the phone in his hand, a little bit stunned. What's going on? How could his superior nephew ask for help?

"What's going on?" Jiang Shao frowned and asked.

"Second uncle, don't ask again. If you believe me, give me your money, all of it!"

Jiang dunhao said in a loud voice, his face is still ferocious, you have reached a terrible point.

With the passage of time, his heart more and more panic, it seems that the next second, in the forbidden gun bullets, will be shot into his head.

He is not like Haotian. He has the ability to receive bullets with his bare hands.

Jiang Shao looked at the mobile phone. It was a strange number, but it was really Jiang dunhao's voice and his nephew's voice. He would not have heard it wrong.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Shao said in a deep voice, "wait for me!"

With that, Jiang Shao put the phone aside, as if to prepare money.

"Second uncle..." Jiang dunhao looked at the mobile phone with blind voice and wanted to cry without tears. Now, what he lacks most is time.

Looking at Haotian's indifferent eyes, Jiang dunhao felt a chill on his back.

"You don't have much time!"

Haotian looks at his watch, and his deep voice slowly drifts into Jiang dunhao's ears.

It was like the evening drum and morning bell, the low sound of death, which reminded Jiang dunhao.

"Please, please, give me a little more time. My second uncle has already gone to prepare it."

“15。”

“14。”

Haotian's face was smiling and his eyes were relaxed. His slender hand was tapping gently on the edge of the chair.

Count down, hovering in the air.

This sound, like the death retrogression, slowly eroded Chiang's hope.

Let him shudder all over, he quickly picked up the mobile phone, hysterically yelled at the phone: "second uncle... Second uncle, quick, quick!"

However, there is no response, obviously, Jiang Shao is not next to the mobile phone.

“3.”

“2”

“1！”

...

three minutes later, Haotian also stood up.

Jiang Dun Hao suddenly felt that his heart, as if he had been dug out, was unconscious.

He collapsed and his cell phone fell here.

Haotian's eyes are indifferent and deep, and he looks at Jiang dunhao on the ground.

And then he walked towards him.

One step... Another step.

A short distance.

Haotian seems to have crossed the world.

The giant weia, who had escaped from him, felt like he wanted to submit and worship within ten miles.

Before him.

Everything is as small as a mole ant, vulnerable to a blow.

Jiang dunhao, looking at the lonely figure in front of him, slowly walked towards himself.

Footstep, sound in the ear.

However, it fell to Chiang Dun Hao's ears, just like death's singing. He knew that he was doomed to die.

He was unwilling, much less willing.

However, he knew that he could not even struggle in front of the Buddha.

A moment later.

Haotian finally came to Jiang dunhao.

Air.

Instant... Solidification.

"Young Jiang, your time is up."

Hearing this, Jiang slowly raised his head. His eyes were empty.

As if he had been knocked unconscious, his consciousness was blurred...

until he saw the cold evil spirit in Haotian's eyes, he suddenly woke up.

"Don't... Don't kill me, please. I still want to die. I still have a lot of money, a lot, a lot of..."

"unfortunately, you're going to die..."

Haotian flicks his sleeve and touches the golden awn, just like a sharp knife, gallops out.

And Chiang Dun Hao's plea also blinked.

"Ah..."

After that, Jiang dunhao covered his neck and made an earth shaking sound, which could be heard from ten miles away.