Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 544 Majority and Blood Death 4

The voice of a child's painting, with a touch of childishness, is dressed like a little princess in a fairy tale book. The underworld is not recognized by the six parents. As long as it is a person, there will be feelings. There will be a pity for the child to be born, and it is referred to by a child. With a nose licking, it feels quite bad. Especially a shameless face, the person who just spoke is sprayed automatically, and his cooperation with Shen Qianshu is quite good. Some words are said by Shen Qianshu. The effect of children's paintings is much worse.

That person is no longer nonsense, continue to increase the price.

Shen Qianshu, "Nine billion!"

Jack's lips are pumping, and the night tomb is so rich?

For the sake of the profession, the subconscious mind flashed an idea. Is it necessary to check the accounts of the night mausoleum?

Is Xiaoyuan quite rich?

They have been confusing together.

Nine billion dollars, can not be a small number, the world's richest man advertised how many billions of assets, but these tens of billions, 90% are stocks, bonds, real estate and so on.

They may not be able to take out nine billion at a time.

Shen Qianshu did not know how much money the night cemetery had. She only knew one thing. She wanted to bid, and finally went out. Anyway, I took the night tomb and said, no money, no matter what, there is always a way.

As long as people are alive!

The face of the man has changed. Jonah’s face is even worse. He knows better than anyone else. He is shooting the life of the night mausoleum. It’s not that the night mausoleum is alive. The night mausoleum falls in the hands of Shen Qianshu, not what he thinks. He thinks that Shen Qianshu is just that the price is raised. Finally, the night mausoleum still falls in the hands of others. It can be seen from his posture, and he does not get to the night to stop. This is not what he wants.

How to do?

Jonah lowered his voice and said to the host, "You tell the thin man and kill him."

Moderator, "Yes!"

The fingers of the night tomb, pumped slightly.

Jack kept paying attention to the black rose behind him. This unintentional group of people caught his attention, but he did not lose his alert. The thin man's cell phone suddenly rang and Jack narrowed his eyes.

The position of Shen Qianshu, facing the thin man, the lights in the field are particularly dark, leaving only a small lamp, and the strong light beam is shining on the night mausoleum, which also attracts everyone's attention.

The average person rarely notices the darkness of the field.

When the cold mang flashes, Jack instantly rushes up, blocks the dagger, and holds the wrist of the skinny man with his backhand. He slams a bit of a cracked sound. Jack’s voice is not light or heavy. Yin Zhao, isn't it?"

This move attracted the attention of the audience.

"I am jealous, no one here wants the life of the night tomb, who is like you, is to save the night tomb?" The thin man deliberately snorted, the people on the field all stood by him, and all violent, siege Shen Qianshu!

"You stop asking the price right away, otherwise, don't say he kills you, we won't let you go!"

"We are going to the night tomb, you want the body of the night tomb, it has nothing to do with us, it will not die, give it to you!"

"Stop the price immediately!"

This is a group of people who are murderous and unobtrusive. They are very imposing. This is different from the scum that Shen Qianshu has met. Their hands are stained with blood. Shen Qianshu has changed his face slightly and took the hand of a child's painting.

She doesn't want to let it go!

The danger is immediate.

A voice of a haze to the extreme came from Taiwan. "I want to see, who can kill my life today!"

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The meaning of blood stasis is that I will die after a trace of blood, but I can still kill you!

Today's update is over, writing is too fast, the hand will be very painful, and the morning is recommended not to wait, the day is even more.

Happy Christmas for the babies!

Girls, asking for a monthly pass, every month of your monthly ticket, is the driving force for the big and small explosions, um, no problem!

(End of this chapter)