Chapter 990

Lord Zhan is stupid.

The female devil head who is usually high spirited is just like egging eggs. It's just the ancestor of the kidnapper.

"Are you crazy? How can my life be so valuable? " The warlord roared at Yan Zhengling.

Yan Zhengling's roaring voice was over his, "don't irritate the robber. You can promise him whatever he wants. Money is nothing but your own. Promise me that you will protect yourself. "

The more nervous Yan Zhengling was, the more Huang Ping got more.

"President Yan, I changed my mind. I want one billion."

"Well, I'll give it to you right away."

Huang Ping's mobile phone soon received the transfer information. Seeing the huge number, Huang Ping's eyes were filled with evil laughter.

"Ah Yue, the chief executive really regards you as a treasure. I'm going. Bye Huang Ping didn't dare to stay and ran away.

Zhan hanjue's gloomy sigh. Remember the website m.luoqiuzw.com

and scold Yan Zhengling: "stupid."

When Han Jue took out the key and opened the door, Huang Ping suddenly turned back and stabbed him.

"Ah Yue, this is the price that you betrayed me." Huang Ping said fiercely.

When he approached him, he dodged. The dagger that should have been stabbed into his vest was drawn down from his shoulder blade.

Huang Ping stabbed the warlord and fled.

Han Jue dragged his aching body into the room and threw his body on the bed. His handsome face twisted into numbness because of pain and looked at the ceiling in despair.

One billion yuan, Yan Zhengling gave it to those bastards who got nothing. Doesn't she feel heartache?

Huanya.

When Yan Zhengling receives the call of the Han hanjue and hears the voice of the blackmailer, his whole body is immediately like being invaded by ice flow.

Trembling command: "Guan Xiao, send out all the ghost members, follow me to save him."

Guan Xiao dare not neglect for half a second.

More than ten minutes later, Yan Zhengling came to the rental house of hanjue. The ghost members are searching for Huang Ping's whereabouts around the center of renting houses.

Yan Zhengling saw the pool of red blood at the door, and suddenly screamed out.

"Ah! Brother a Yue... "

from the room came the gloomy voice of Han hanjue," don't worry, I'm not dead yet. "

Yan Zhengling pushed the door and came in. He saw that Lord Zhan was lying on the bed, covering the wound with one hand, and his face turned pale. Yan Zhengling ran at once.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Zhan hanjue was weak.

Yan Zhengling stares at him in horror, and his eyes fall on the large blood flowers on the bed sheet. She didn't know where his wound was or whether it was serious, but she was shocked to see the terrible scene.

Zhan hanjue looked at the tears in her eyes, slightly stupefied, "I'm fine, suffered a little skin trauma."

This sentence seems to give Yan Zhengling a reassurance, Yan Zhengling this just returned to God.

But reaching out to take off his sympathy, she wanted to examine his injury.

"What are you doing?" exclaimed the warlord

Yan Zhengling said, "I want to check your injury."

Han Jue held her restless hand, "men and women give and receive. Don't you know? "

Yan Zhengling looked at his hand, "what are you doing holding my hand for?"

Lord Zhan quickly released her hand.

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