Peerless War God in City

Then I'll leave three thousand people for you!    

Zhao Kuang left three thousand people behind and brought over a thousand people with him as he left in a hurry to save Zhao Muxue!    

After Yu Jin saw that he left three thousand people behind, he actually did not stop him from leaving and instead opened up a path.    

Mister only asked him to kill three thousand people and didn't tell him to kill Zhao Kuang. Therefore, Mister only wanted to deal with Zhao Kuang himself.    

On Zhao Muxue's side.    

The bodyguards she brought along were either dead or crippled. Not a single one of them were able to stand up anymore.    

Looking at Haotian, he walked towards him step by step.    

When his shoes stepped on the wet ground, they emitted a sparse sound. But when it landed on Zhao Muxue's heart, it was like the evening drum or the morning bell.    

Zhao Muxue's delicate body couldn't help but tremble violently. She had usually spent quite a few minutes to open the door of the car that was easily opened.    

It was unknown whether it was out of fear or what it was.    

Zhao Muxue felt her body start to weaken. The moment she opened the car door, she fell to the ground.    

Mud covered her face, covering up her delicate features and making her look extremely miserable.    

However, at this moment, Zhao Muxue couldn't care less.    

In front of his life, the exquisite makeup wasn't even worth mentioning!    

She immediately got up and ran towards the back, limping.    

Along the way.    

Zhao Muxue covered her beating heart and looked behind to see if Haotian had caught up.    

As for Haotian.    

He was walking at a leisurely pace.    

His pace seemed to be very slow, but no matter how Zhao Muxue ran, Haotian's distance from her never changed.    

Haotian's eyes were filled with ridicule, as if he was playing an interesting game.    

Zhao Muxue became the prey!    

As for him, which hunter was he?    

Twenty minutes later.    

Zhao Muxue was too exhausted to run anymore. Her heart felt like it was about to jump out of her chest. She lay paralyzed on the ground, gasping for air.    

"Why aren't you running anymore?"    

Haotian walked forward and walked to the side of Zhao Muxue. He looked at her who was curled up like a dead dog, breathing heavily.    

Chuckling lightly, he asked plainly.    

Zhao Muxue's face was flushed red. She raised her head with much difficulty to look at Haotian. Sweat dripped all over her body.    

How could she not want to run?    

After all, this was a life and death moment!    

However …    

She really didn't have any strength left in her. Her legs felt weak and sore. She wanted to run away, but she was already powerless to do so!    

"You … What exactly do you want? "    

Zhao Muxue glared hatefully at Haotian as she questioned him in an intermittent manner.    

When Haotian heard this, a charming smile appeared on his face.    

After that, he lowered his head and whispered into Zhao Muxue's ear, "I don't want to do anything, I'm just taking your life!"    

"Don't... Don't kill me, I still have fifty billion on me. I'll give you all the money, please don't kill me! "    

Zhao Muxue looked mournfully at Haotian as she pleaded.    

Right now, she couldn't think of any other way. The only way was to use money to buy her life!    

"50 billion?" "So many!"    

Hearing this, Haotian suddenly laughed. His laugh was somewhat pitiful.    

Why!    

Why did these so-called upper class people, when encountering problems, often think of ways to solve them with money?    

Could it be that in their eyes, money was everything?    

Maybe!    

In the eyes of many people, money was omnipotent, and its value surpassed anything else.    

However, this would not work for Haotian.    

He didn't care about the money because he already had a lot of it.    

Moreover, in his heart, emotions were more valuable than money.    

Family love, friendship, both of them were more valuable than money!