"The old prince's life can't be bought away with any amount of money, but let him break his arms and legs, cut his tongue and gouge out his eyes, as long as there is a life, everything else can be."

“……”

"There are a lot of people from Wanwangfu, Miss Gongzi is here, and their lives are fine, but one life plus 30 million, the money is enough, I promise that except for Wanwangye, none of the others in Wanwangfu will want to go out of Bermudun."

“……”

Ruthless enough!

"How?" The hall owner raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"I ...... I...... Go back and tell my master. ”

The guards were stunned, why didn't they sound like they were saving their lives?

"Slow down, wait for your reply."

The owner of the Fu Pavilion watched the man go out in a hurry with a smile, leaned on the chair happily, crossed Erlang's legs and began to count the money.

As soon as I counted a few sheets, I heard the sound of weapons colliding outside the door.

"Pavilion master, Lord Wan is about to break in." The doorman ran in.

The owner of the Fu Pavilion paused and put down the money: "Let them in." ”

"Yes."

The moment the doorman withdrew, Zhang Mao also arrived at the door with Wan Wangye.

The first thing the Pavilion Master Fu saw was the blood-stained long sword, and at this time, the tip of the sword was low in blood, and the red pierced into his eyes, and the bottom of his eyes sank.

His gaze shifted from the long sword to Zhang Mao, this person has good kung fu, and he is considered to be in the top ten of the swordsmanship rankings in Dongji.

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

Pavilion Master Fu grinned, not taking the other party's killing intent in his eyes at all.

"Master Fu, this king has a life-saving grace for you, how can you take revenge?" As soon as Wan Wang Ye came in, he stretched out his finger and pointed at the Fu Pavilion Master for a while.

Only then did the owner of the Fu Pavilion shift his gaze to the angry prince: "Lord, what you said can confuse me." ”

"It was you who promised this king to give the life of Ming Hou and his daughter, and now you not only failed to do it, but also pushed this king into a desperate situation."

Wan Wang Ye thought it was foolproof, but it wasn't until he heard Wan Weizhi talk about Bermuda's situation that he realized that something was wrong.

The people who are hidden in the dark find out one or two to make sense, and they all come out, and there is not a single one left!

Where is this for them?

provoked so many people, can the Wanwang Mansion still be good?

"Who knew that there were so many rats hidden in Xiang Minghou's residence, when our people went, the other party hid in the room, Lord Wan was explained by you, tonight from the fourth floor of the second room, the third room out of the people did not let go, our people did it."

"You are the owner of Bermudun, will you not know that Xiang Minghou is not there? There are so many people hidden on the fourth floor, would you not know? ”

"It's not the hall owner, it's the deputy hall owner." Pay the owner to correct.

Wan Wangye's breath was sullen: "You...... This king has a life-saving grace for you, and this is how you repay this king? ”

"Lord Wan, don't hide it, just now many people spent money to buy your life, just because you have a life-saving grace for you, and you didn't agree to how much money the other party gave." The owner of the Fu Pavilion pushed the box in his hand.

Lord Wan saw a lot of gold deposit tickets, and when he thought of tonight's incident, he was angry: "You bear what the owner of the pavilion does, and don't want to splash dirty water on this king." ”

"Bermudun opens the door to do business, there is a principle, and the premise of the principle is money, if the prince does not pay, how can Bermudun's unicorn guard move." The hall master Fu smiled slowly.

Wan Wangye's qi and blood surged up for a burst of dizziness, and his body choked.

"Lord Wang." Zhang Mao hurriedly held on. (End of chapter)