“No amount of money can buy the old prince’s life, but we can break his arms and legs, cut out his tongue and dig out his eyes. As long as he has life, anything else will do.”

…”

"There are quite a few people coming to Prince Wan's Mansion. The young master and the young ladies are all here. Their lives are fine. But if you add 30 million to one life, the money is enough. I guarantee that except for Prince Wan, no one else in Prince Wan's Mansion will even think of taking the 100-million-dollar salary." Mu Xun go out."

…”

Ruthless enough!

“How is it?” Master Fu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

“I…I…go back and report to my master.”

The guards were stunned, why didn't they sound like they were being saved?

“Walk slowly, waiting for your reply.”

The deputy store owner watched the man hurriedly out with a smile. He happily leaned on his chair, crossed his legs and began to count the money.

Having just counted a few pictures, I heard the sound of weapons clashing outside the door.

"Master, Prince Wan is about to break in." The doorman ran in.

The host paused and put down the money: "Let them come in."

"yes."

The moment the doorman exited, Zhang Mao and Prince Wan also arrived at the door.

The first thing the museum master saw was the long sword stained with blood. There was blood on the tip of the sword at this time, and red pierced into his eyes, which made his eyes sink.

Turning his attention from the long sword to Zhang Mao, this man has great kung fu and is ranked among the top ten swordsmen in Dongsi.

Zhang Mao met his gaze, narrowed his eyes, and showed murderous intent in his eyes.

The hostess grinned and did not take the other party's murderous intention into consideration at all.

"Master Fu, I have saved my life for you, how can you repay the favor with a grudge?" As soon as Prince Wan came in, he pointed at Master Fu and became furious.

The host then turned his attention to the angry prince: "Your Majesty, you have confused me with your words."

"You have promised me that you will kill Marquis Ming and his daughter. Now you have not only failed to do it, but you have also pushed me into a desperate situation."

Wan Wangye thought everything was safe, but it wasn't until he heard Wan Weizhi talking about Bai Muxun's situation that he realized something was wrong.

It makes sense to find out one or two people who were hiding in secret, but find them all and not a single one is left!

How are you doing anything for them?

How can the Wanwang Mansion still be good after so many people have been offended?

"Who knew there were so many rats hidden in Xiang Minghou's residence? When our people went there, he was hiding in the room. Prince Wan, it was you who told us that everyone coming out of Rooms 2 and 3 on the fourth floor tonight... Don’t let it go, and our people did.”

"You are the owner of Baimuxun. How could you not know that Xiang Minghou is not here? How could you not know that there are so many people hiding on the fourth floor?"

“It’s not the museum owner, it’s the deputy museum owner.” Master Fu corrected him.

Wan Wangye breathed a sigh of relief: "You... I have saved your life. Is this how you repay me?"

"Master Wan, to be honest, a lot of people paid for your life just now because you helped me save my life. I didn't agree to the money they offered me." Master Fu pushed the box at his hand.

Prince Wan saw a lot of gold deposit slips, and when he thought about what happened tonight, he became very angry: "You are responsible for what Master Fu has done. Don't even think about throwing dirty water on me."

"Beimuxun opened his business with a principle, and the premise of the principle is money. If Prince Wan doesn't pay, how can Baimuxun's unicorn guards move." The owner of the restaurant said with a slow smile.

Wan Wangye felt dizzy as his energy and blood surged up, and he felt choked.

“Your Majesty.” Zhang Mao hurriedly supported him. (End of chapter)