The God of Death rushed to the Huaxia Kingdom immediately. In his opinion, killing Qin Feng not only avenged Death Island, but also reduced the number of remaining killers on Death Island from two to one.
One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. This saying is also regarded as a classic among foreigners.
Originally, apart from money, there would be no interaction between the employer and the killer, but this time it was different. Mr. Lei decided to personally receive the God of Death.
The name of the God of Killing has been resounding in the world of killers as early as ten years ago. It is said that he has taken over more than a hundred missions and has never failed.
Although the beacon demon that has become famous in the past two years has eclipsed his reputation, he has always been firmly ranked as the number one killer in the world.
Lei Ye wanted to keep his aura in front of the God of Death, but found that it was impossible. The difference between the two was not as simple as the size of their aura.
Mr. Lei, who was accustomed to big scenes, did not even dare to look at the God of Death because he could see death in his eyes.
He could only lift a large password box from under the table to calm his uneasiness. When he opened the box, there were piles of banknotes inside.
"What do you mean?" the God of Death asked confused.
The remuneration had been agreed upon a long time ago. As for the amount of one million euros, Mr. Lei felt sad and surprised at the same time: When did killing God become so cheap? Could it be that there is a financial crisis in Europe? I have never heard of it.
ah!
"For this million euros, please kill one more person." Mr. Lei said his request: "That is a woman, she betrayed me..."
"I'm sorry, the purpose of my trip is Qin Feng. Apart from him, I am not interested in anyone else." The God of Killing said coldly: "It's not impossible to help you kill one more person. The price needs to be renegotiated."
Mr. Lei twitched the corner of his mouth and asked, "How much does it cost?"
The God of Death said expressionlessly: "It depends on the strength of the target person."
Mr. Lei thought for a while and said, "She is no match for Qin Feng."
He thought the price would be lower, because it only cost one million euros to kill Qin Feng, and someone worse than Qin Feng would definitely be cheaper.
The God of Death said: "That's a master. The price is eight million euros."
Mr. Lei's eyes almost dropped to the ground. It costs one million to kill Qin Feng, and eight million to kill Luo Man, who is not as good as him. Are you sure it is eight million and not eight hundred thousand?
If it's 800,000, it's quite reasonable.
The God of Death glanced at him in shock and said, "It's eight million, the lowest price."
Mr. Lei wanted to ask, why is Mao Qin Feng so worthless? But seeing the disdainful expression on his face, he swallowed back the words that came to his lips, lest many people regret what he said. When Men'er woke up, he felt that Qin Feng's
Wouldn't it be sad to ask for a price increase when you receive less money?
"We will discuss this matter later. If you are troubled, let's deal with the boy named Qin first." Mr. Lei hurriedly said: "If you need help from my people, just ask directly and I will try my best."
The God of Death said arrogantly: "No need, just wait for the result."
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Seeing his daughter skipping upstairs, Huang Shiren looked puzzled and couldn't help but ask his wife: "What's wrong with our daughter? Something seems wrong."
Mrs. Huang asked in confusion: "What's wrong? I think Xiaozhi is quite normal. What do you mean?"
"I'm not sure. Anyway, I just feel something is wrong. Let me think about it." Fatty Huang tilted his fat head and thought for a while, then clapped his hands and said, "There must be a man outside, that's right!"
Mrs. Huang gave him a surprise: "What are you talking about? Xiaozhi is so good, how can there be a man outside? She is only fifteen years old, okay? Do you say that about your biological daughter?"
Fatty Huang grinned and said, "I'm not talking nonsense. What happened to you when you were fifteen? You were also fifteen and you were tricked into having sex by me. This is called like mother... Ahem, why don't I stop talking?
Anyway, the feeling she gives me now is the same as you back then."
Only then did Mrs. Huang panic. She sat next to the fat man and said with a worried look: "No way? In order to prevent Xiaozhi from falling in love early, we sent her to the Noble Middle School. The school management is so strict that boys and girls are absolutely not allowed to fall in love."
Also, our Xiaozhi is called the little witch in school, and the boys don’t dare to approach her. She would like to find a boyfriend, is there any chance?"
Fatty Huang frowned and said: "When did our daughter become a little witch? This is not good. Girls should be good. Do you think it is possible that she found it in society? I heard that it is popular for little girls to find uncles nowadays.
Woolen cloth."
Mrs. Huang rolled her eyes at him: "That's something only a gold-worshiping girl would do. Our Xiaozhi has never seen or used anything? Any piece of clothing in her wardrobe costs thousands of yuan. Could she be tempted by material things?
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"That's right, how can my daughter, Fatty Huang, worship money? She is the only legal heir to a fortune worth hundreds of millions." Fatty Huang slapped his forehead: "That's strange. Could it be that I feel wrong? It's impossible!"
"This kind of thing, I would rather believe it or not. I think we need to ask a private detective to investigate. There is no best way. If there is, we can correct it quickly while our daughter is still young."
"Private detective, is there such a company?" Fatty Huang asked with wide eyes.
"Of course, I have cooperated with them last time, and the service was excellent!" Mrs. Huang was happy and told the truth: "They have endless tracking methods, haven't you noticed?"
"Okay, are you looking for someone to follow me?"
"..."
Downstairs, the little girl was frightened when she heard that she not only installed high-definition cameras to spy on her brother-in-law, but also installed many cameras at home, including the living room and her parents' bedroom.
Of course, the parents' bedroom was only bugged, and the little girl was not so lawless as to watch her parents perform live.
Huh, private detective, brother-in-law or internal security officer, do you dare to mess with those three-legged cats?
Thinking of these, the little girl regained her previous confidence.
She dialed Qin Feng's number: "Hey, brother-in-law, my parents are going to hire a private detective to deal with us. You must have a way, right?"
The little girl is good at talking, and she directly dragged her brother-in-law into a trap.
"You are a private detective, trying to catch someone raped?" Young Master Qin is indeed a good boy with high IQ, and he guessed the key point right away.
The little girl's mouth curled up: "What's the point of being raped? It sounds so ugly. If we have an affair, forget it. It's obvious that there isn't. If those guys can't find anything, they can accuse me of whatever crime they want.
, wouldn’t it be tragic?”
"Girl, what on earth do you want to do?" Young Master Qin knew that Huang Xiaoniu was quite smart when she wasn't a nymphomaniac, so she must be planning some kind of evil idea.