Rabbits rise and fall!

No one knows how Han Lang killed the sniper, but the facts are right in front of him!

Lin Hao’s last reliance has been instantly cleared, and he will face Han Lang’s thunder power next!

"This... how is this possible?!" Lin Hao finally felt the fear of death coming.

He is the young master of Wanjintang, and he holds great power and countless wealth that regards human life as grass. He can unscrupulously trample other people's lives under his feet, and he doesn't want to die!

Sweat instantly soaked Lin Hao's whole body, and his legs couldn't help but tremble!

It was not until this time that he finally realized the fear of Mr. Ghost House, Han Chengen and others, which was facing the gods, and he seemed to be as despair as a humble ant!

Kneel down and beg for mercy? Lin Hao never thought that he would have such a day before, but now he was so scared that he couldn't help but kneel down in front of Han Lang, so scared that he burst into tears!

"Han...Mr. Han, oh no! Grandpa Han! Please let me go! My dad is the president of the Hanjiang Branch of Wanjintang! No matter how much money you want, my dad is willing to pay! Please spare my life..."

Lin Hao kowtowed like a chicken pecking at rice, and his forehead was filled with blood in an instant! He was really scared. What kind of shame and dignity is not as good as his life!

"money?"

Han Lang sat on the chair in front of Lin Hao and showed a contemptuous smile. Half of the Great Yan Empire, the wealth of the Peacock Empire he killed with his own hands is his.

For Han Lang, money is just a number that can be written at will. Using money to buy life? It’s simply a joke!

But Lin Hao didn't know this. He just kept kowtowing and begging for mercy and cried: "Yes! As long as you can tell the numbers, my dad will give it to you no matter how many times you want! Don't you want this piece of land? These two...we are 200 billion yuan from Wanjintang!"

"Who is Wanjintang? You need to pay for what I want?" Han Lang sneered.

Lin Hao was so scared that he shivered and cried: "Grandpa Han must not get me wrong! This is just my filial piety... If you think it is not enough, I can add more money! My dad is the only son like me, so don't kill me..."

As he said that, Lin Hao also turned around and pulled over the financial director of Wanjintang, shouting: "Hurry! Write a check for Grandpa Han! Two hundred billion... Oh no! Five hundred billion! Fuck you! Hurry up!"

The financial director had been scared and took out Wanjintang's golden check book tremblingly.

This is a limited check for the Great Flame Empire. Only a few top families and large chambers of commerce are eligible to own it. The maximum amount limit can reach one trillion!

A moment later, the 500 billion check was issued, and Lin Hao held it in front of Han Lang in both hands: "Grandpa Han, you must accept it!"

Han Lang glanced at the golden check, curled the corner of his mouth and looked at Shen Mo: "Issuing a check, I will pay the amount of this land."

"Yes." Shen Mo nodded and took out a black check book from his bag.

Black, black checkbook?!

When Lin Hao saw the check book in Shen Mo's hand, he felt that his scalp was about to explode, and he was so scared that he almost fainted!

Others don’t know, but Lin Hao, as the young master of Wanjintang, knows! The maximum amount of the golden check book is one trillion yuan, and the entire Great Flame Empire is already extremely rare. However, there is also a black check book on top of the golden check book, and there is no upper limit on the amount of the money that can be issued!

The entire Great Yan Empire can have black checkbooks, either royal relatives or great ministers of the empire with great meritorious powers! Ordinary chambers of commerce are not qualified to own them, and it is difficult to even see them!

No wonder Han Lang casually offered 200 billion yuan, no wonder he didn't even look at the check of 500 billion yuan? In the eyes of others, this little money is not even worth it!

If he had known that Han Lang had a black checkbook in his hand, let alone Lin Hao, even if he gave the entire Wanjintang ten thousand courage, he would not dare to be arrogant in front of such a person!

At this time, Lin Hao was extremely frightened, and his whole body seemed to be flooded with water, and even the strength to kneel was lost.

It was all Han Chengen, Kong Xinming and Xiao Hua, who caused me to provoke such a strong existence! If I could go back alive this time, I would definitely destroy these three bastards! Lin Hao gritted his teeth and thought.

At this moment, Lin Hao suddenly felt a light in his hand. He looked up and saw that Han Lang actually picked up the golden check he was holding.

He, he took my check, that means... can I live?!

Lin Hao suddenly became ecstatic and kowtowed harder and said, "Thank you Grandpa Han for mercy! Thank you Grandpa Han for mercy..."

"I said let me go?" Han Lang's voice sounded.

Lin Hao was stunned and looked up at the golden check in Han Lang's hand tremblingly.

Han Lang threw the golden check to Shen Mo, curled the corners of his mouth and said lightly: "I just said you kneel down and beg me, I can make you die more... and now you have got what you want."

Death is getting better? Lin Hao's face instantly lost its blood color, and he seemed to have no reaction at all.

Shen Mo had already come over and said coldly: "If you commit murder of the wolf coach repeatedly, it is Lingchi. The wolf coach will be kind to you and give you a behead."

"No, don't..."

puff!

Lin Hao's begging for mercy came to an abrupt end. Shen Mo's short knife had cut open his throat. The blade turned and took his head off directly!

Seeing that Lin Hao, the young master of Wanjintang, was bleeding from his head, the rest of Wanjintang were instantly scared and all sat on the ground. The closest financial director could no longer bear the heart. He fell to the ground and twitched all over his body, and was scared to death on the spot.

Han Chengen, Kong Xinming and Xiao Hua hugged each other and shook them together. Even the young master of Wanjintang was chopped off. Their lives were nothing!

However, Han Lang just glanced at the three of them lightly and said, "I said your life will be left until my father's Day of worship. You still have time to find someone to die."

After saying that, Han Lang didn't look at them again and turned around and left.

The entire auction venue was silent again. Even though Han Lang, the god of killing, had already left, no one dared to speak out, and even dared not to speak out.

Han Chengen, Kong Xinming and Xiao Hua looked at each other with pale faces, and at the same time saw the despair in each other's eyes... Can you only wait to die?

Dingling!

At this moment, the crisp phone ringtone suddenly rang from Lin Hao's headless body!

It's Lin Hao's phone number!

But who dared to approach Lin Hao's body at this time? It was not until half a minute after the phone rang that Han Chengen plucked up the courage to crawl over and took out Lin Hao's cell phone tremblingly.

"Hey! Son, why did you answer the phone? How did the matter be done? Has that piece of land been taken down?"

A calm voice from the phone rang out in the quiet venue. It was Lin Xiao, the president of Wanjintang Hanjiang Branch!

"Is it...is President Lin?" Han Chengen asked tremblingly on the ground.

Lin Xiao said impatiently: "Who are you? Where is my son? Let him answer the phone!"

Your son...

Han Chengen glanced at the headless corpse not far away, and plucked up the last courage and said in a crying voice: "Lin, Mr. Lin was killed... It was Han Lang! Han Lang cut off Mr. Lin's head..."

"What?!"
Chapter completed!