Moreover, Ma Wanchuan is not only a man of ability, but also a man of many talents. The bodyguards are also elite international mercenaries who have retired from their service.

But just now, a strong man with a black face came directly to the door and killed Ma Wanchuan, the proud elite bodyguards in a short moment.

And that black faced man from the beginning to the end is just a punch, then completed the present such feat!

Standing in the center of the living room of the villa, the black faced man looks at Ma Wanchuan, who is shrinking on the sofa, shivering with fear.

"This... This hero... This hero, something to say... Something to say..."

"I... Ma Wanchuan asked himself that I have no grudge against you in the future, and I have no grudge against you today. So you must have something else to ask for when you come to me this time. "

"In a word, as long as I can get what Ma Wanchuan has on hand, I will offer it with both hands, I will offer it with both hands, just ask the hero to spare my life, spare my life!"

Although, on weekdays, Ma Wanchuan always put on a high and domineering style, but if it is true, when he is facing the threat of death.

Well, Ma Wanchuan, the so-called big guy, is not even as good as an ordinary person. It's like a mole ant who is eager to muddle along. As long as he can save his own life, no matter what he is asked to pay, Ma Wanchuan is happy to accept it.

After all, barefoot people are not afraid to wear shoes. Once people enjoy the fatal temptation of money and rights, they will die. The so-called money and rights will disappear, and people will die like lights.

Because of this, Ma Wanchuan, who has been accustomed to being too high in the past few years, is naturally not as bold as he was when he was young, and his blood has been polished in these years of happy life.

Therefore, Ma Wanchuan is more afraid of death than anyone else

Similarly, as a big man in the underground world of Jiangnan Province, Ma Wanchuan naturally knows that there are terrorist groups such as "practitioners" in this world.

Ma Wanchuan also heard of the miraculous deeds of the practitioners.

However, Ma Wanchuan knew better than anyone about the black faced man who suddenly appeared in front of him. He was a real cultivator, and I'm afraid he was not an ordinary cultivator!

It is precisely because of the existence of such terrorist figures, let the rich and white, pile up gold and jade.

But if you offend these practitioners, if they really want to take your life, it's just a matter of words!

You said, how can this let Ma Wanchuan in front of this black face strong man have any trace of indomitable heart?!

At the moment, Ma Wanchuan didn't even have the most basic idea of resistance. He put on a cowardly appearance of letting go and being slaughtered.

"Ma Wanchuan, the reason why I came to you this time is just for your absolute position in the underground world of Hangzhou..."

As he spoke, the black faced man walked forward and swaggered on the leather sofa in the living room.