Chapter 466: The Demon is one foot taller

Zhang Sirong felt even more uneasy when he heard Mo Haoran's words. However, now he did not dare to stand up and check in every car.

In fact, he had already secretly guessed the fate of the old buddies who arrived first. His legs, which were kneeling on the ground, began to tremble. Obviously, he was extremely scared.

Mo Haoran didn't have any good patience at this moment. Seeing Zhang Sirong kneeling on the ground with a look of panic on his face, he didn't move for a long time. Mo Haoran immediately spoke and shouted loudly and viciously:

"I'll go see it, just go see it. After being so slow, I'll end you with one blow."

Now, Mo Haoran has no desire to respect the elderly and love the young. No matter what, Zhang Sirong is also a fifty-year-old. On his head, the messy white hair was like a weed, telling his old age. Mo Haoran has always treated his opponents like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves without mercy. Since Zhang Sirong dared to go against him, he should have thought that there would be such a day.

Now Mo Haoran is like a parent asking this child to do something wrong.

After Zhang Sirong heard Mo Haoran's vicious voice, his body shivered. At this moment, he looked at Mo Haoran with fear and fear. At this moment, he really regretted it. If he had known that Mo Haoran was such a difficult person, he would not have gone against Mo Haoran no matter what he said.

Now, Mo Haoran has bloomed. He stood up in fear and walked towards the famous cars with staggering steps. At this moment, he was like an old man who was frightened. He looked very pitiful. It was in sharp contrast to his glorious life over the years.

He slowly walked to the first luxury car, stretched out his hands tremblingly, and pulled it easily, and the door opened. Suddenly, a smell of blood came up.

A trace of blood is now slowly flowing down the car door.

There were several cold corpses in the car. There was a small wound on their throats, and a small flying knife was inserted on it. The flying knife was halfway into the throat. It can be seen how powerful Ruyue was. Zhang Sirong stood in front of the car door and saw the situation in the car, his face turned pale.

The light in the underground parking lot was still a little dim. Now that he is old, he can't calm down when he sees this scene for a long time. The eight burly men inside, as well as his old buddy Xu Hai, are deeply imprinted in his mind at this moment.

Standing in front of the car door, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. At that moment, he seemed to have seen his own fate. He saw his rotten body lying among several dead bodies. A sharp flying knife was inserted into his throat. Blood flowed down his neck.

After a long time, he finally turned around and began to walk towards another car. When he opened the car door, the scene inside was the same.

There was a smell of blood and a few dead bodies. At this moment, he couldn't help but be scared, and he was extremely afraid. If he had been twenty years earlier, he would not have been so scared at that time. He would have been injured in the Tao often. Seeing blood and corpses, he might not have been as scared as he is now.

But now, at the age of twilight, he has developed an invisible fear of death. Over the years, he has done many unscrupulous things. However, most of the things were done by the second generation of Hu. He has never experienced such a naked face to face death.

After seeing the situation in the third car, he finally squatted on the ground, opened his mouth and vomited. Thinking that this scene made him shocking and could not calm down for a long time.

After he finished vomiting, he finally slowly walked to Mo Haoran and the female killer Ruyue. The female killer Ruyue and Mo Haoran were standing quietly in place, looking at Zhang Sirong and then looking at the entrance of the parking lot to see if anyone came in. The look on Zhang Sirong's face was clearly seen.

Mo Haoran looked at Zhang Sirong who was walking back, his face was pale, and he immediately smiled and said:

"Hehe, have you communicated with your old buddies?"

After hearing Mo Haoran's words, Zhang Sirong stood there and didn't know what to say. Now Zhang Sirong didn't know what Mo Haoran was thinking. He had no choice but to stand there and not speak, waiting for Mo Haoran's following.

Mo Haoran smiled slightly and continued casually:

"It's very simple, it's just like letting you communicate with them. Do you want to ask you. Do you want to follow your friends' footsteps or do you want to continue to be your major shareholder of Tianyue Media?"

After hearing Mo Haoran's words, a glimmer of hope suddenly ejaculated in Zhang Sirong's eyes. Mo Haoran was able to say so much to him, and it was obvious that he still had hope of living. When he was old, he had a great desire for life.

Can you survive and continue to be an old antique from Tianyue Media? Of course, it is something that makes him happy. At this moment, after listening to Mo Haoran's words, he spoke in a low voice:

"I want to live."

A few simple words reveal his thoughts. For him, it is obviously better to be able to survive than anything else.

After Mo Haoran heard Zhang Sirong's words, a faint smile immediately appeared on the corner of his mouth. Since Zhang Sirong is so easy to do, it is impossible to deal with this matter. Then, Mo Haoran continued to speak:

"It's OK to survive. But you also know what your Tianyue Media has done to me. Do you always have to give me an explanation for this?"

Then, Zhang Sirong immediately spoke:

"At the beginning, Tianyue Media made enemies with you because of Lin Qingqing. But everything later was done at the instigation of Hu Laoer."

When Mo Haoran heard Hu Lao Er's name, he immediately recalled the little things that happened in Macheng. Hu Lao Er, Mo Haoran clearly remembered that he was beaten very badly that time. Mo Haoran did not expect that after he went back, he began to deal with him more and more.

Mo Haoran pondered for a moment, then spoke lightly:

"Hu Lao Er, he wants to deal with me. It seems that I was ruthless last time. Tonight, let him say goodbye to this world. If you don't have to put a knife behind me, you will be troubled and happy. However, no matter what he does, it is under your instructions. Do you dare to say that you have no responsibility at all? Over the years, I know all the dirty things that you Tianyue Media have done. You have done so many bad things, and now it is the time for you to retribution."

When Mo Haoran talked about Hu Laoer's life, he was like talking about cabbage. It was like planting a cabbage in his own vegetable field. It was as simple and casual as chopping the cabbage in two days. However, Zhang Sirong, who was beating beside him, was now pounding in his heart. He believed that since Mo Haoran said such words, Hu Laoer would definitely not be able to survive tonight.

Because he had never seen such a fast and accurate flying knife. He believed that as long as the flying knife in the killer Ruyue's hand was shot out, Hu Lao Er had no hope of escape. In Zhang Sirong's mind, he had already determined that no one in this world could escape the flying knife of the female killer Ruyue. I'm afraid that the speed would be like this after the bullet was shot out from the gun chamber.

He still didn't understand what Mo Haoran meant now, and stood there blankly, not knowing what to do. Since Mo Haoran said this, it seemed that it would be not enough to die a hundred times. Since that's the case, why did Mo Haoran go to great lengths to say so much to himself?

However, now his fear of Mo Haoran is in his bones. As the saying goes, the devil is one foot taller and the demon is one foot taller. He is also a ruthless character, and has done many things that go against his conscience over the years. However, Mo Haoran is even more cruel than him. Mo Haoran always judged a person's power of life and death. And in the past few years, only in the end will they attend the worst and let a person disappear in this world.

Often when exercising the power of life and death, they will repeatedly consider it. However, Mo Haoran simply said nonsense and looked careless.

If they are Tao, then Mo Haoran is the demon who is one inch higher than them.

Mo Haoran could not say a word when he saw Zhang Sirong for a while, but Zhang Sirong stood in front of him, his body trembled continuously. Mo Haoran could even hear Zhang Sirong's quickly mobilized heart. Mo Haoran sneered softly and said:

"You must know the news about Lin Qingqing in Anhua Entertainment News. You know the impact of such a scandal, whether for me or Lin Qingqing. If you want to survive, then I will hear this matter perfectly resolved within three days."

Mo Haoran suddenly smiled evilly and said:

"As for what method you use, I don't care about this. Since you can come up with such a trick, you naturally have a way to solve it. If you solve this problem within three days, if I don't feel satisfied with it, then I will naturally come to you."

Zhang Sirong understood at this moment that Mo Haoran was coming to Hong Kong for this. Suddenly, he nodded in a hurry and said:

"Okay, okay, okay. Within three days, I will definitely satisfy you. I just want you to make me live."

Zhang Sirong said these three good things in a word without saying a word, because he was afraid that he would accidentally cause Mo Haoran's unhappiness. Then, Mo Haoran solved him with a flying knife. This young man who seemed to be smiling brightly, God knows why he had a bad temper and became rioted.

Therefore, Zhang Sirong quickly agreed to Mo Haoran.

When Mo Haoran heard Zhang Sirong get on the road like this, a satisfied smile immediately appeared on his face. He rushed to Hong Kong for the sake of Lin Qingqing. Now, this thing that made him very worried is to solve it.

In the face of powerful strength, all conspiracies are all over the world. At this moment, Mo Haoran completely used violence, which forced the old shareholder of Tianyue Media to agree.

Then, Mo Haoran looked at Zhang Sirong's elderly face tightly, smiled evilly, and said:

"Remember, you just said that you are willing to spend 30 million to buy your life, right?"

After hearing Mo Haoran's words, Zhang Sirong thought that Mo Haoran was just trying to kill him a lot. However, it was still worth spending money to buy peace. For him, 30 million is not impossible to get it. His savings have been over the years.

Large celebrity media companies like this must have made a lot of money. In a bustling city like Hong Kong, letting a few celebrities open a concert and sing a few songs will make them a big profit. Therefore, it is still worth spending 30 million to buy their own life.
Chapter completed!