1731: C1731 One Hundred Million

C1731 One Hundred Million

The Shadow Zone Forum did not provide any explanation, and only deleted Han Zhen's bounty post.

Even though this matter was done in secret, it was immediately revealed to the public.

Because of the fight between Psychomotor and Han Zhen, many assassins in Shadow Zone Forum knew about it.

They were speculating on the outcome of the battle between the two.

Naturally, Psychomotor, who possessed a powerful mental strength as well as the Marika Staff, was a hot topic.

But unexpectedly, the Shadow Zone Forum had deleted the thread.

This meant that Psychomotor had clearly been defeated.

The strong impact caused a hubbub throughout the whole forum.

Kang Family!

Ying Wenlee's face was ashen.

Most of the precious antiques decorating the villa had already been destroyed.

The antiques worth tens of millions of yuan were all destroyed.

However, Ying Wenlee was still furious, "Damn it!" Damn it! All of you deserve to die! What kind of hitman is this, to actually be so useless! "

With that, Ying Wenlee smashed a porcelain bottle from a high-grade official's kiln.

The auction price for this porcelain bottle was a full six million.

The servants of the Kang Family Villa were all at the side, trembling in fear.

During this time, the mistress had been in a bad mood and had already ordered many servants to scram. Now, it was very likely that it was their turn.

"I'll give you money!" Ying Wenlee giggled.

All the servants looked at each other in dismay. They had no idea what Ying Wenlee was talking about.

"I'll give you 100 million!" Ying Wenlee said.

A servant doubtfully asked, "What do you want to give me a hundred million for?"

"Murder!" As long as you can kill Han Zhen, I'll give you one hundred million. Anyone can do it! " Ying Wenlee burst into laughter.

"Madam, please don't joke with me!" The group of servants were trembling with fear. They simply did not have the ability to kill anyone. Ying Wenlee's words were insane.

"What joke is this!" Ying Wenlee took out an unregistered cheque from her room.

When the servants saw the sum written on the cheque, they all saw that it was one hundred million yuan.

At this moment, everyone's breathing became heavier. 100 million was a sum they would never be able to earn in their entire lives. It was a number that more than 90% of people in this world could not even hope to earn.

Ying Wenlee couldn't help but laugh when she saw the greedy looks on their faces.

"We can't kill that Han Zhen, and we can't get the money either." Someone dared to say.

"Of course you can't kill Han Zhen!" Ying Wenlee's eyes flashed with a trace of intense hatred.

However, when the news of Psychomotor's failure reached her ears, Ying Wenlee understood that no matter how rich she was, she wouldn't be able to get rid of Han Zhen.

Kant Pharmaceuticals were very rich, rich enough to buy many lands and control many companies.2

Even so, Ying Wenlee still felt a deep sense of despair and powerlessness.

This sense of powerlessness made Ying Wenlee almost hysterical, "It doesn't matter if you can't kill Han Zhen, but with all of you here, I will still give the money to whoever can survive!"

The servants finally began to panic.

The reason Ying Wenlee said that was undoubtedly because she wanted them to kill each other.

Those who could survive could take away 100 million.

"Stop dreaming, we won't do it. We can't kill people! "

"Even if you kill someone, you will be caught immediately. "Taking away a hundred million, how is that possible?"

"We can't trust her. I'm leaving now. I won't be working here anymore!"

A group of servants shouted in anxiety.

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