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Totoro nodded, "I came here this time to do business with you, you really want to kill Han Xing, right?"

"kindness!"

Leng Xiaoyao nodded.

"We accepted this task, 100 billion cash!" Totoro said.

"It costs so much money to kill a person?" Leng Xiaoyao said.

"Ha ha."

Totoro smiled slightly, "It seems that you are playing us?"

"No, I want Han Xing to die, but the price is too high, I can't get so much money!" Leng Xiaoyao said.

"Ha ha……"

Totoro smiled coldly, "The only son of the dignified Leng Group can't even get 100 billion. If I tell you, will I believe it?"

"Really not! Every month, I only have one billion pocket money, and I have already spent almost all of it in order to play Dragon God World!"

"Just now I lost 2 million to the night cat, and the cash I have now is less than 2 million!"

Leng Xiaoyao had a bitter look on his face.

"Can't you get some money from the Leng Group?"

"Do you still have to let me think about this method?"

Chinchilla looked at Leng Xiaoyao, his voice was extremely cold.

"There is really no way! Please let me go!" Leng Xiaoyao kept begging for mercy.

"Ha ha……"

Chinchilla smiled coldly, suddenly grabbed Leng Xiaoyao's right hand, and pressed it on the table.

"Pounce..."

sounded.

The little finger was cut off by Totoro.

"what……"

A shrill scream rang out.

Leng Xiaoyao was sweating profusely from the pain, and his face was pale.

"Since you don't want to do business, son, it's useless to keep these fingers. I'll cut them off for you!"

Hearing these words, Leng Xiaoyao was terrified.

He quickly stopped.

"Stop...stop, I'll do it, can't I do it?"

"Give... give me the notebook!"

Next, Leng Xiaoyao endured the severe pain, transferred 100 billion from the Leng Group, and transferred it to Totoro.

Seeing the tens of billions of cash in the account, Totoro raised the corners of his mouth.

He patted Leng Xiaoyao's face, "You're so good, close the team!"

Before leaving, Totoro looked at Leng Xiaoyao and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"Remember, don't call the police! Otherwise, we will destroy your Leng family!"

"In front of the cat soul organization, no matter who protects you, it's useless, understand?"

"By the way, what our cat soul organization promised will be completed within five days!"

"Within five days, you will receive Han Xing's head!"

After speaking, several people left quickly.

Leng Xiaoyao tremblingly picked up the phone, ready to make a call, but put it down again.

He shook his head secretly, showing a look of fear.

"It's all that bitch!"

After speaking, Leng Xiaoyao called Yaoji Ba.

"Young master, do you want to be a servant?"

On the other end of the phone, there came the charming voice of the enchantress.

"You bitch, you made me..."

Not finished.

"Dudu..."

There was a busy sound.

"Damn!"

After scolding angrily, Leng Xiaoyao picked up his finger and called a private doctor.

……

……

Dongjiang City, Purple Curtain Garden, this is a medium-sized residential area.

In a house, a middle-aged woman in her 30s picked up her mobile phone and called a man named Su Ziyang.

"The number you have dial can not be reached……"

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman turned off the phone.

"This brat, where did he die! It's been seven days, and there is no news!"

"Turn it off again, I'm going to call the police!"

The middle-aged woman muttered to herself, her face full of worry.

"By the way, maybe Qiao'er knows!"

"This girl hasn't seen anyone for two days, I don't know what to do!"

Thinking of this, the middle-aged woman called a man named Ruan Qiao'er.

This time, it was connected smoothly.

"Mom, what are you doing on the phone?"

There was an impatient voice on the other end of the phone.

"Something happened, something big happened!"

"Mom, don't make such a fuss, okay? What's the matter?"

"Ziyang has lost contact. It has been seven days, and he can't get through the phone. Can you contact him?"

"Seven days? He didn't call you?"

"no!"

"Mom, don't worry, I'll arrange someone to look for it!"

"Wait, when you find him, tell him that Aunt Ruan is dying, and I want to see him for the last time, so I want him to come back quickly!"

"Mom, don't lie to others, okay?"

"You stinky girl, think I'm trying to cheat! I'll just tell him to come back for a blind date, can he come back?"

"Stop talking, I'm hanging up!"

After hanging up the phone, the middle-aged woman shook her head again and again, "You brat, you're so impatient to talk to your mother!"

"And that brat, who is in his twenties, doesn't care at all! When will he be able to solve his life's major event!"

"I haven't seen a shadow for seven days, I hope he's fine!"

The middle-aged woman muttered to herself and prayed secretly.

……

Chapter 112 Bloodline Fusion

Su Ziyang fell to the ground in a daze, motionless.

In his body, the three forces are intertwined with each other, and no one will obey the other.

Especially the blood of the angel, being crushed by the blood of the Linghuang and the blood of Tianming, they have no power to fight back.

The body is out of balance, but it hurts Su Ziyang.

He struggled and frantically resisted, but it was useless.

In the end, he completely lost his sanity and passed out completely.

"Master! You really don't want your life."

"Fortunately, I woke up, otherwise, it would be really dangerous!"

The dark unicorn appeared in front of Su Ziyang at once.

"howl……"

The dark unicorn roared, and with all its strength, squeezed out a drop of black blood from between its brows.

"call……"

This drop of blood fell into the center of Su Ziyang's eyebrows.

With the blood of the dark unicorn added, the angel blood on Su Ziyang's body seemed to be aided, and immediately had the strength to resist.

The meridians in Su Ziyang's body are recovering rapidly.

The four forces, under the control of the dark unicorn, intertwined and merged into one.

At this moment, Su Ziyang felt as if he was bathing in the spring breeze, so comfortable that he wanted to scream.

Slowly, he fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took.

Su Ziyang slowly opened his eyes.

"Brother Han Xing!"

"Boss!"

"Lord!"

Su Ziyang's bed was surrounded by people.

Among them, there are Xiaodie, Zhao Chan, Xia Mofan, Feng Qingxiao, Mustache, Mei Caiqian...

Everyone has a worried look on their faces.

Seeing Su Ziyang wake up, worry turned into surprise.

"You...why are you all here?" Su Ziyang asked.

"Brother Han Xing, you have been asleep for three days!"

Xiaodie threw herself into Su Ziyang's arms and looked at Su Ziyang with wide eyes.

"Three days? So long?"

not good!

Su Ziyang thought it was bad.

He remembered that when he used the blood of an angel, he fainted.

Wouldn't you kill your other two bloodlines?

Thinking of this, Su Ziyang opened the character panel.

Sweep your eyes over the blood vessels.