"Haha, Lin... Lin Shen is joking!"

Peter laughed, thinking Lin Baici was joking.

Because his father was a famous slave owner, no matter how many people wanted to make friends with him in America and Europe, they never got the chance.

Lin Baici didn't smile, and looked at Peter with a cold face.

"Well……"

Pete's laughter suddenly stopped.

The look in Lin Baici's eyes made him feel a little frightened.

"Hoffman is very powerful, but it also depends on who he is for!"

Nangong Shu chuckled and rolled his eyes at Lin Baici: "If my little Linzi takes the initiative, he is now Xia Hongmian's brother-in-law!"

"ah?"

Peter was shocked. Even someone as arrogant as him, Xia Hongmian, had heard of and feared him.

Now, is the young man sitting in front of him a relative of that woman?

"Aunt Shu, don't make fun of the red medicine. She is too simple. When she hears this, she will most likely have random thoughts!"

Lin Baici didn't want to be misunderstood, but the landlady was right. If he had had the intention, he would have already taken advantage of Daxia Hongyao.

With her high ponytail and IQ, Lin Baici could really take advantage of her favorable impression of him and tame her.

"Benefit? You have already taken away all my accumulation of more than ten years!"

Pete smiled bitterly and started to act miserably.

Lin Baici looked at Peter up and down, feeling horrified as he thought about how much he could sell for.

"If you kill me, there will be no benefit except offending my father, but if you let me go, you can gain the friendship of our Dustin family!"

Peter spoke very fast, trying to persuade Lin Baici.

"I don't need your family's friendship!"

Lin Baici didn't want to know these scum at all.

"Then I can pay the ransom, right?"

Peter was helpless: "Are you afraid that I will take revenge on you if I am still alive? In fact, with my father's strength and connections, he can find out whoever killed me, and you can't hide from him at all!"

"In that case, you might as well take a ransom and leave!"

"And I promise not to retaliate against you!"

Peter urged.

"This reason is not enough!"

Lin Baici shook his head.

"Then what do you want?"

Pete was anxious.

"have no idea!"

Lin Baici's hand was grabbed by Nangong Shu again and placed on her thigh.

The stockings feel silky smooth!

But the boss lady,

Stop it, I'm not that kind of person!

Although Lin Baici thought so in his heart, he did not take back his hand, mainly because his brother did not agree.

"I can sign that slave contract."

In order to survive, Peter's requirements gradually lowered, and he felt that even if he became a slave, Lin Baici would not dare to do anything to him.

Of course, the most important thing is that as long as you are alive, you will have the opportunity to fight back.

“Come over and have a chat!”

Lin Baici stood up and walked to the balcony of the bedroom.

This is open-air. Standing here, you can overlook the golden wheat fields and a gorgeous scenery dyed by the sunset.

Lin Baici put his hands on the railing: "The scenery here is very good, but there are too many corpses buried in the ground. When I think about it, it makes the scenery terrible!"

"Well!"

Pete was shocked. Could this guy have divination-like powers like the great shaman?

So he spoke to test him.

"The Great Shaman of North America, Shakira of the Yellowstone Group, do you know?"

Peter stood next to Lin Baici: "My father is very familiar with her. I can ask her to help you divine your fortune for free, ensuring that you will have no worries in the next ten years!"

"My father's great achievements today are inseparable from Shakira's divination."

Lin Baici curled his lips and smiled: "No need!"

"I did not lie to you!"

Peter thought Lin Baici thought he couldn't please Shakira.

Nangong Shu followed and stood on the balcony, watching over Peter and guarding against him jumping over the wall.

Now when she heard this sentence, she immediately looked at Lin Baici, trying to persuade him to agree.

Shakira's divination is really effective.

That great shaman is not ranked among the top ten in North America in terms of strength, but because of her divination ability, no one dares to offend her.

"I didn't say you lied to me, but there's really no need!"

Lin Baici retracted his gaze from the distance and looked at Peter: "If I want to divine, I just give her a call!"

"ah?"

Peter was confused: "What do you mean?"

Could it be that this kid is Shakira's illegitimate son?

That can't be a lover, right?

"you guess?"

Lin Baici's fingers tapped on the railing.

Peter frowned.

“Here’s a hint, I’ve been to Busan!”

"I remembered. There are rumors that Haijinglin God purified the Busan God Ruins, but there are also rumors that it was Xia Hongmian who took it!"

Peter looked at Lin Baici: "Is it you?"

Xia Hongmian appeared in Goryeo and killed seven elders of Shi Zongzheng, which caused an uproar in the circle of god hunters.

"it's me!"

There is no need to hide a dead person.

"..."

Peter didn't expect Lin Baici to admit it. He subconsciously felt that Lin Baici was lying.

Because it was Train to Busan, the Ten-Year Great God Market.

"Shakira went to Busan Shrine during her winter vacation!"

Lin Baici explained.

"I know, so what?"

Peter asked back: "Do you accept her as your godmother?"

In Pete's opinion, Lin Baici is very handsome, and even for foreigners like them, he is a man of great temperament, but it is not enough to impress Shakira.

"It's the master!"

Lin Baici corrected.

"ah?"

Pete was stunned and showed his original expression: "No wonder you dare to do this to me, it turns out you have Shakira as your backer!"

"She is indeed qualified to be at the negotiating table with my father, but to be honest, her status is still a little behind!"

Pete didn't panic anymore: "How about you call Shakira and ask her for advice on how to deal with me?"

Nangong Shu looked shocked.

Based on her understanding of Lin Baici, she knew that he was definitely an extremely proud man. Let alone admit that he had a master, he would rather die than admit the word 'lose'...
To be continued...