Peerless War God in City

Don't you want to cut three thousand?

Then I'll leave you three thousand!

Zhao crazy left 3000 people, with more than 1000 people, hurriedly left to save Zhao muxue!

But after Yu Jin saw that he left 3000 people, he did not really hinder his leaving, but made way for the road.

Mr. Zhao only said that he would kill 3000 people, but he didn't say that he would go to Zhao Kuang's life. Therefore, Zhao Kuang should be dealt with by himself.

Zhao muxue here.

She's dead, no bodyguards left.

Looking at Haotian, he walked towards himself step by step.

His shoes, stepping on the wet land, make a sparse sound, fall in Zhao muxue's heart, but like the evening drum morning bell.

Zhao muxue's delicate body couldn't help but shudder violently. It took her several minutes to open the door which usually opened with a slight push.

I don't know if it's frightening or what.

Zhao muxue, feeling her body began to soften, just opened the door, he fell on the ground.

Mud on her face, cover up her delicate face, make it become very embarrassed.

However, at the moment, Zhao muxue has already neglected this.

In the face of life, delicate makeup is not worth mentioning!

She immediately got up and limped to the rear.

Along the way.

Zhao muxue kept covering the beating heart and looked back to see if Haotian had caught up.

And Haotian.

I've been walking slowly.

His pace seems very slow, but no matter how Zhao muxue runs, Haotian's distance from her has not changed.

Haotian's eyes are full of banter, just like playing an interesting game.

And Zhao muxue became prey!

As for him, which hunter!

Twenty minutes later.

Zhao muxue is exhausted. She can't run any more. Her heart seems to be about to jump out. She is directly paralyzed in place, panting heavily.

"Why not run?"

Haotian walks forward and walks to Zhao muxue's side. She looks like a dead dog, huddled together and panting for breath.

Light ran a smile, light open mouth asks a way.

Zhao muxue's face is red. She raises her head hard and looks at Haotian. Sweat stains are left from her whole body.

How could she not want to escape.

After all, this is a life and death moment!

But.

She has no strength at all. Her legs are soft and sore. She wants to escape, but she is powerless!

"What do you... Want?"

Zhao muxue, looking at Haotian with venomous eyes, asked intermittently.

Haotian hears the speech, the face raises a trace of evil spirit smile.

Then, he lowered his head and whispered in Zhao muxue's ear: "I don't want to do anything, just take your life!"

"Don't... Don't kill me. I still have 50 billion in my hand. I'll give you all the money. Just don't kill me!"

Zhao muxue looks at Haotian sadly and pleads bitterly.

Now, she can not think of any way, the only way is to use money, buy her life!

"50 billion? A lot of it

Haotian hears the speech and suddenly laughs. It's sad.

Why!

Why do these so-called upper class people often think of solving problems with money.

In their eyes, is money everything?

Maybe it is!

In the eyes of many people, money is omnipotent, its value is more than anything else.

But it doesn't work here in Haotian.

He doesn't care about money because he already has a lot of money.

What's more, his feelings are more valuable than money.

Family, friendship, which of them is more valuable than money!