1591: C1591 The Desperate Rich Men of Jiangbei

C1591 The Desperate Rich Men of Jiangbei

"What's that?!"

Brother Hao from Nangang, who was curled up in a corner of the carriage, cried out like a cat with its fur standing on end.

Before he could react, it was as if hailstones had fallen from the carriage above his head, and the sound of the hailstones hitting the ground could be heard without stop.

The seven or eight wealthy people who were hiding in the carriage with Qian Shihao seemed to have thought of a certain possibility. They stretched out their trembling fingers and pointed at the carriage above their heads, their lips trembling in fear.

"It's... It's those vampires!"

As soon as the young wealthy man finished speaking, there was a sound of a 'Zi La'. It sounded like the sound of an evil ghost rushing to life. It suddenly rang out!

The few rich men who were scared out of their wits looked up with trembling heads.

Suddenly!

A basin-sized crack had been torn open on the top of the carriage!

A sharp claw that was covered in blood, like a soul-locking hand that had stretched out from hell, reached in with a whoosh!

"AH!"

The rich men who had completely recovered from their shock screamed.

Just like the mice that were about to be captured for experiments, they struggled with all their might and hid in the corners of the carriage.

Qian Shihao, who had monopolized a corner, saw an old man wearing glasses and actually wanted to squeeze into his corner. When he was about to kick him away, he was like a bloodthirsty butcher as he roared ferociously:

"Get lost!"

Even though he knew that the old man in front of him was one of the ten richest men in Jiangbei, he was wealthy. Normally, even Qian Shihao would have to be respectful when he saw him, and he couldn't afford to offend him.

But now, things were different.

At this critical moment of life and death, any kind of wealth was fake. The most important thing was to live.

Back then, Qian Shihao had tried to kill Meng Ran outside the Yuxiang town. However, all of his subordinates had been killed by Meng Ran's ice crystal magic!

Ever since he witnessed that terrifying scene, Qian Shihao cherished his own life even more. Even if he had to kneel down and beg for mercy, he would still live.

"Qian! How dare you!"

The rich old man, who was kicked to the ground by Qian Shihao, obviously did not expect that the hoodlum whom he normally disdained would actually dare to be rude to him.

"Old fool, you have lived for more than half of your life. You should have enjoyed enough. I don't want to die!"

Qian Shihao roared in a stern voice. His fat and large-eared face had become slightly twisted due to his madness.

Sizzle!

All of a sudden, the sound of iron sheets being torn apart rang out!

Qian Shihao, who had just finished roaring, suddenly froze!

Because he had already heard the sound of the demonic sound coming from behind him!

Run!

Run at all costs!

This was the only thought that existed in this local snake of Nangang City!1

However, just as Qian Shihao twisted his fat body, two sharp claws grabbed his waist and back!

Puchi!

Qian Shihao's waist was penetrated by the two sharp claws on the spot! The scarlet blood was like gushing spring water, splashing all over the corner of the carriage!

"Ah!"

Along with the miserable cry of the Nangang's big boss, his entire body was pulled out of the carriage. What welcomed him was the vampires that surrounded the truck!

"Brother Hao, he..."

The wealthy people hiding in the carriage were scared out of their wits. This local snake of Nangang City, just like that, lived and died in front of them!

Sizzle!

Soon, the roof of the truck, as well as the surrounding metal sheets, were torn apart by the vampires like wild beasts!

The wealthy and famous people hiding in the truck were like sheep waiting to be slaughtered, in complete despair!

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