1732: C1732 Moneymaking

C1732 Moneymaking

"For those who survive, not only will I give them 100 million, I will also change their identity. Leave China and bring 100 million with you!" You should know that I have the ability to do so! " Ying Wenlee slowly poured a glass of red wine and continued.

Ying Wenlee was unwilling to use so much money, but she didn't get what she wanted at all.

Money could make a god out of things!

Ying Wenlee did not believe that the money was useless.

The room was in an uproar.

This was because if he could leave this place alive with a hundred million yuan, it would be a great opportunity for him.

Immediately, people began to fight.

There were even some who found decorations to use as weapons.

The battle became more and more intense. Those who had no combat experience and were clumsy all began to fight like madmen.

The more intense the battle was, the more Ying Wenlee laughed.

Because at this moment, she could truly feel the magic of money.

"Why didn't you act?" At this moment, Ying Wenlee saw a familiar servant standing in the corner and didn't participate in it at all.

Ying Wenlee was familiar with this servant, but she could not identify him. Ying Wenlee only knew that he was an employee outside pruning branches.

"Why didn't you do anything?" Ying Wenlee was not happy that the other party didn't follow her orders, so she immediately scolded him angrily.

"It's not time for me to act yet." The servant smiled.

Ying Wenlee was not pleased with the servant's disrespectful attitude. More importantly, she felt that her one hundred million check had not allowed her to order him around.

Ying Wenlee pointed at the male servant and said to the others, "Whoever kills him, I will pay an additional fifty million!"

The other servants whose eyes had already turned red from killing, upon hearing his words, immediately rushed towards the male servants standing in the corner.

However, the manservant smiled and said, "You could have lived a little longer, but you gave up!"

Ying Wenlee's heart was moved, because the tone of this male servant did not sound like the attitude that a servant should have.

The servants rushed in front of the male servants.

At this moment, a sharp black light flashed.

Splash!

All the servants that rushed forward fell to the ground.

"It's your turn!" the manservant said with a smile.

Ying Wenlee was taken aback. She was now certain that the manservant in front of her was no servant. "Who are you?"

"The person who killed you!" The manservant had a smile on his face and a black dagger in his right hand.

It was this short blade that killed five people in one move.

"You …" Ying Wenlee slammed the table and stood up. She wanted to be angry, but realized that she had no bodyguard at her side.

"I can give you money!" Ying Wenlee immediately changed her attitude and pushed the cheque in front of her out.

This one hundred million she had wanted to pay to the victors of these battles, but now the manservant had won and wanted to kill her. Ying Wenlee naturally wanted to buy her life with money.1

The footman took the one hundred million check and examined it closely. After confirming that there was no mistake, he stuffed it into his pocket.

"If one hundred million isn't enough, I can pay you another one hundred million!" Seeing the opportunity, Ying Wenlee continued.

"No need!" As the male servant spoke, he slashed with the black knife in his hand.

A black light flashed.

Ying Wenlee fell to the ground.

"No matter how much money you have, it's still not comparable to the forum's death warrant!" The servant put away his black dagger and left the villa as if nothing had happened.

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