Bang!

A crisp muffled sound.

call!

Shao Lan felt an extremely dangerous aura sweeping over. When he opened his eyes, a wooden stick with dirty blood and white powder was already pressed on his forehead, and the stick exuded a disgusting fishy smell.

A cold face and a pair of gazes without any emotion.

Young Master Lan did not dare to move. His eyes subconsciously glanced at the interstellar brigade military ant not far away. He saw a huge hole knocking on the head of the interstellar brigade military ant, and the shell like armor collapsed, and milky white brains flowed out. At this time, Young Master Lan realized that the white object on the wooden stick was the brains of the interstellar brigade military ant.

Mr. Lan's mind suddenly fell into a blank space. He didn't know what was going on, but the ending was that the terrifying giant interstellar brigade military ant had turned into a lifeless corpse.

"Where is Jia Jia?"

"Who is Jia Jia?" Mr. Lan was stunned.

"Don't you know Jia Jia?"

"I don't know... I'm passing by, I'm passing by..." Young Master Lan suddenly felt a suffocating murderous aura, as if the towering mountains were pressing down from the sky, making him breathing difficult.

“Passing by?”

"Yes, yes, just passing by, I didn't know where this was, so I was chased by a group of interstellar brigade military ants."

Young Master Lan felt that the boy's sharp eyes relaxed a little, and the wooden stick with a strong smell of blood slowly moved away from his forehead.

The boy turned around and ran wildly inside.

Immediately, Mr. Lan followed.

Chih!

The boy suddenly stopped without warning, and his body rotated 180 degrees like lightning. The wooden stick with blood smell was once again pressed against Mr. Lan. This time, it was not pressed against his forehead, but fixed on his throat, with extremely accurate accuracy.

Lan Shao had a feeling that this was the closest moment in his life to death. His body solidified, he dared not move, or even dared not say anything. He believed that if he had a slight movement, the other party's wooden stick would penetrate his throat.

Mr. Lan didn't think his throat was harder than the armor of the interstellar brigade army ants.

"Why follow me?"

"Take me..." Before Lan Shao could finish his sentence, he felt the wooden stick exerting a little force.

"Stay away from me!"

"I am Wang Lan, Wang Chao Entertainment..." Young Master Lan felt cold inexplicably.

"I'll say it again, stay away from me!" The boy's voice was like an ice cellar, extremely cold.

Mr. Lan felt that the wooden stick that the boy pressed against his throat slowly relaxed, and then turned around and walked forward with great strides.

"Five hundred billion! Take me away!" Young Master Lan shouted at the boy's back.

The young man quickly left without a pause.

"Five hundred billion! Five hundred billion!" Mr. Lan shouted hysterically, and the boy's body had reached the corner.

"One trillion! I'll give one trillion!" Young Master Lan shouted in despair. Finally, the boy stopped, turned slowly, and looked at him with cold eyes.

"Do you have a trillion?" The young man looked at Mr. Lan.

"I am Wang Shaolan from Dynasty Entertainment!"

"Do you have a trillion?"

What made Wang Shaolan want to die was that after he spoke Wang Chao Entertainment and his name, the other party did not react at all on his face, but instead showed impatience in his eyes.

"I have it, I have it!" Young Master Lan could only answer honestly.

"Is there a ten trillion yuan?"

“…”

"One-price, ten trillion!"

"You are crazy, you are robbing money! Do you know how much is a ten trillion? A ten trillion can buy many planets..." Mr. Lan stared at the other party with an incredible look on his face.

"Aren't you worth ten trillion?" The boy didn't want to hear it at all and interrupted directly.

"I...I..." Faced with the other party's question, he didn't know how to answer, because no matter how he answered, he was not suitable.

"You have five seconds to make a decision! One! Two! Three! Four..."

"I agree, I agree! Ten trillion, ten trillion, I will give ten trillion..." Mr. Lan felt that the other party was accelerating the number and almost roared and agreed. He found that his status, his power, and his name were worthless in front of this young man.

What made Mr. Lan despair the most was that this young man seemed to have no idea about money.

Lan Shao’s feeling is right. Han Xinghai does not have any idea about money. The main reason is that when he was on the Eternal, any mecha was hundreds of millions, and any space ring was worth five billion, which made his concept of money confusing.

"Come on an IOU!"

"you……"

Seeing the boy summoning paper and pen from the space ring, Lan Shao almost vomited a mouthful of blood. However, he held back. Now, his identity is not equal to the other party and he has no right to bargain. The best way is to swallow his anger. After all, his life is gone, and no matter how much money is, it is meaningless. Moreover, his cousins ​​have long been looking forward to his death. If he knew that he had lost his name in order to save ten trillion yuan, his teeth would probably have laughed.

Young Master Lan wrote the IOU honestly, and he didn't dare to be clever, because the cold eyes of the young man in front of him seemed to be able to see through his internal organs. Of course, Young Master Lan was not stupid, so he still wrote the conditions on the IOU, which was that he had to go home alive to cash in ten trillion.

"Walk!"

The boy didn't read the IOU, so he put it away casually, said lightly, and walked towards the office area inside.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

...

What made Lan Shao speechless was that the boy actually kicked open closed offices along the corridor, rough and savage, and clean and neat movements.

Suddenly, the boy in front stopped moving, held his breath, and his body was arched like a tight string, full of tension.

"Swoosh swosh swosh swosh..." The closed office door was sieve.

"Peng!"

Before Mr. Lan could react, there was a loud noise out of nowhere, and the expression on his face suddenly became petrified, because the young man in front of him actually broke a big hole in the wall. For a moment, bricks and stones flew everywhere, and smoke and dust filled the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a chaotic sound rang out in the room. By the time Lan Shao rushed in, the battle was over.

On the ground, there were three corpses lying. Two of the three corpses had their heads broken and one throat was poked with a terrifying blood hole.

There is only one living mouth.

A middle-aged man in blood sat on the ground, looking up at the boy standing in front of him with a look of horror.

The wooden stick in the boy's hand pressed against the middle-aged man's chest.

"Where is Jia Jia?" the young man asked coldly.

"I don't...I know...I know...I keep walking forward, the iron gate at the end of the corridor...ah..."

The middle-aged man's voice came to an abrupt end because the wooden stick had pierced his chest and could be clearly seen that his white ribs were broken and pierced his skin.

The boy turned around and walked towards Mr. Lan.

Young Master Lan's body solidified, he dared not move, he felt like a pitiful ant in front of this young man.

The boy passed by Lan Shao.
Chapter completed!