If he wants it, will Ning Yuan definitely give it?

Or when he almost killed his beloved woman?

Ning Yuan lowered his head, his bloodthirsty sneered, and his lips were exposed little by little, and his tone was as cold as a demon: "Billion US dollars, what is your coffin fee?"

Raymond was stunned, then furious: "You don't want to-"

Blood came out from the man's neck continuously. Raymond opened his mouth wide, his eyes frightened, and looked at Ning Yuan with a ghost-looking look.

In the abandoned field, everyone looked at Ning Yuan with disbelief on their faces.

So fast!

No one even saw how he moved clearly. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, he flashed from the opposite side to Raymond, took a knife and cut off his neck!

I don’t know if Ning Yuan did it on purpose. Raymond was not dead. He lay on the ground panting, covered in red plasma. He spasmed, twitched, and was in great pain.

Fear began to spread from the abandoned site.

Fighting Ning Yuan requires a certain amount of courage and murderous aura!

Otherwise, I will always live in this nightmare of the God of Killing, and I will be unable to extricate myself!

One knife, cutting melons and vegetables is not that simple, with the head and limbs flying around. The whole scene seemed to have a bloody feast of killing. Red blood flowed all over the ground, and many people were scared crazy on the spot.

The second-in-command of Mo Ye is second only to the Night Emperor's God of Killing. In this world, there are no more than five people who dare to fight him head-on during his rage.

All the bullets shot were dodged, with ghostly speed, cold murderous aura, gods, why did they provoke such a cold-blooded Yama...

The screams of horror resounded throughout the dark night, and countless people threw away their guns and ran out with their heads in their arms.

Finally someone remembered Tang Xiaochi. As soon as the gun was pointed at the woman on the ground, his hands appeared strangely on the ground the next second. Before he could feel the pain, the picture suddenly turned around and his head flew away from his neck.

In less than five minutes, a devilish slaughter feast came to an end.

Ning Yuan dragged his knife, and the blood on the knife spread like a stream. He walked to Tang Xiaochi, slowly squatted down, and his blue eyes fell on her lifeless face, and his slender fingers gently stroked the air...

Is this the consequence of leaving him?

If you leave, you shouldn’t be happy and free, why do you still make yourself look like you are not human or ghost?

If Ning Yuan had thought before that when he caught her, he would definitely remove the woman's skin, then now he would never be able to do anything when he saw her miserable appearance...

He stared at Tang Xiaochi with extremely focused eyes, and all his mind was placed on her wound, so he didn't notice that murderous intent was approaching quietly.

Tang Xiaochi was floating in consciousness and suddenly noticed a familiar aura around him.

This is a very strange feeling that can reassure her. It seems that she has seen it somewhere before...

The too stupid mind woke up in confusion, and the eyes were filled with a handsome and cold face, which seemed to never show the No. 2 expression...

He is really here?

The question was in my heart. Before she could ask, she suddenly saw something extra behind Ning Yuan.
Chapter completed!