The sudden sound stunned all four people in the basement.

What's going on? Someone is looking for it again? The king of kings thought to himself, is the place he is looking for really so unreliable? - But why does this sound so familiar?

"I'm his father." The voice came again, and at the same time, the basement door was pushed open, and a light came in from outside.

I heard it clearly, and now I heard it clearly, this familiar voice was none other than Yan Murong.

How did he find here? The king of kings was full of question marks.

As Yan Murong walked in with a flashlight, the small basement instantly became a little crowded, because he didn't come by himself, and there were three men and women in strong suits standing behind him.

Seeing Yan Murong appear, Zheng Xiaocai came back to his senses from the sound of "I am his father".

Angry? Don't get angry. At least now his life can be saved, no matter whose father he is.

"Is that you?" The eyes of the god of death became extremely excited in an instant, and his eyes stared at Yan Murong with burning eyes. "Haha, it looks like I'm going to have another good fight today. I hope you'll last a little longer this time. ”

This guy is really a pervert, Yan Murong remembered the little snake's evaluation of him. He didn't ask himself how he found this, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was going to fight with himself.

"I'm not here to fight you." Yan Murong said with a smile. "I heard from the outside that you are working hard here, and I am here to buy your life with money."

"Whose life?"

"His." Yan Murong pointed at Zheng Xiao and said.

Daddy, you are my father.

Zheng Xiao was so moved that he couldn't wait to hug Yan Murong and kiss his sneakers. Being alive is the most important thing, at this time, it doesn't matter who is the father.

The most popular multiple-choice question at the moment says: If your wife and mother fall into the water at the same time, who will you save first?

The answers are strange, but most of them choose to save their mothers first - if their wives are gone, they can marry again, and they can only have one mother.

In the same way, when hatred and life can only choose one or the other, no one will give up life and choose hatred. It's the same whether revenge is revenge or not, there is only one life - the movie that doesn't even want to die for revenge is pure nonsense.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Zheng Xiao would want to send a Weibo message to tell those fools who have too much personal heroism hormones, and those are all nonsense, because they can't understand what it's like to die at all. It was as if he had fallen from a height in an instant, and all kinds of past events poured into his head, wondering if he would be reincarnated after death.

"What if I don't agree?" The Grim Reaper hugged his arms and looked at Yan Murong with a smile. "Why don't we play again? If you win against me, the lives of the three of them will be yours, and I will not take any money. ”

"Maniac!" That's what everyone thinks now, except for the Grim Reaper himself.

"You're mistaken." Yan Murong said slowly. "What I want to buy is only his life, as for the other two, it doesn't matter - 50 million dollars a life, it doesn't seem like much, I'll give you a whole number, 200 million."

"Huh? This deal seems to be possible. The Grim Reaper looked thoughtful, hugged his chest with one hand, touched his chin with the other, thought about it seriously, and said. Deal. ”

"Don't worry, I'll ask him a question first." Yan Murong waved his hand, looked at Zheng Xiao and asked. "Where's my dad?"

"I-I don't know." Zheng Xiao hurriedly said, seeing that Yan Murong's face changed, he pointed to the king of kings and said quickly. "It's him, he's doing all of this, he knows it."

"That's good." Yan Murong nodded with satisfaction and looked at the god of death. "I'll give you 200 million and only buy his life, but I have a request."

"The customer is God, and you have something to command." The Grim Reaper smiled mildly.

This guy, if he didn't know his details, would be easily deceived by him. Yan Murong looked at the god of death and thought to himself, the little snake said that this was not his true face, but now it seems that even if this is his true face, it is very deceptive. After all, no one would have thought that a person who bargained with you and was no different from a street stall would be the number one killer in the world.

"Help me finish them both." Yan Murong pointed to the king of kings and Richard and said. "But before you kill him, ask him about my dad's whereabouts - you're a killer, how to pry his mouth open, I think you should be more familiar than me."

"You pay, you are God, you tell me to do it." The Grim Reaper readily agreed, turned to look at the king of kings who had been stupid, and said with a smile. "God commanded me, and I had no choice but to do it. But I'll give you a friendly reminder, don't resist, the sooner you speak, the less you will suffer. ”

"No, don't kill me." The king of kings almost frantically shouted. "I'll give you money, I'll buy my life with money -- 300 million, I'll give you 300 million dollars, more than his."

"Where are you pulling?" Yan Murong sneered. "Your father wants to kill you now, do you think he will buy your life with money?"

"He has a point." The Grim Reaper echoed.

In an instant, the last glimmer of hope in the heart of the king of kings was also shattered by Yan Murong, the god.

When he was on the golf course, Wang Chuanru said to him, "I don't care what you do, but don't implicate the Wang family". Now it seems that he really won't take the money to pay for his life.

There was already a storm in the city outside, and what the consequences would be if he committed such a big thing, he could imagine it with his heels. No matter how awesome Wang Chuanru is, he doesn't dare to go against a country.

In an instant, the eyes of the king of kings turned to ashes, and he no longer dodged, and the whole person was like a mollusk without a backbone, lying on the ground softly, and his mouth kept muttering words that no one understands.

"Hehe, this saves me a lot of time." The Grim Reaper leaned over to the king of kings and listened for a while, then laughed. "He speaks Bahasa Malaysia, and your dad is in the red container number 193 at Kwai Chung Pier."

"What else did you say? He said so much, that's all? "Yan Murong is not surprised that the god of death can speak Malaysia, as a top killer, it is not surprising that he can speak more than a dozen Chinese, and the little snake can speak more than a dozen languages. Calculated, Yan Murong himself can also speak three Chinese - Mandarin, Northeast dialect, and Arabic numerals.

"The rest of the words were for me." The Grim Reaper grinned. "He told me to kill him harder and not to make him too painful."

"Well, I promise you." The Grim Reaper looked at the king of kings, smiled gently, and in the next second, a hand appeared on the neck of the king of kings, and in the next second, a sound of a broken spine came, and the king of kings tilted his head and swallowed his breath, without a trace of pain on his face.