Super Special Forces King

This laughter made people sound a little bit irritating, just like the laughter of a thousand-year female ghost in the ruined temple at midnight.

"Why, do you give it?" Zhang Feng asked.

Miss Baihui said: "You kill me!"

Zhang Feng shook his head and said, "No, no, I won't kill you. You are so beautiful. Of course, you can commit suicide. Aren't you happy to have a caesarean section?"

"What do you want?" Miss Baihui looked at Zhang Feng very confused. Didn't he want his own things? Why are you not worried at all!

Zhang Feng said: "I am short of money now. Miss Baihui is so beautiful. I don't know how much it is worth to sell to the kiln?"

"Haha!" Miss Baihui sneered, what is this, would I be afraid?

Zhang Feng ignored her, looked at Emerson who was half-dead beside her, and said in English: "Mr. Cabin in the Woods?"

"What do you want?" Emerson asked Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng said: "I don't have any deep hatred with Mr. Emerson, but Solomon is the one I must kill, and if you save him, then you are with him and you are going to die!"

In fact, in Zhang Feng's eyes, Emerson was a mortal man, not because he saved Solomon and said he belonged to the group, but because he came into contact with this 52 area.

Zhang Feng doesn't know the people who know this thing are alive, except of course Alice, she doesn't know the core secrets and doesn't know the data.

When he heard that he was about to be killed, Emerson didn’t feel nervous, and said calmly: "You have to think clearly, you killed me, you will face our crazy chase, no matter you escape to the world Where, you will be killed at any time!"

"Threat me? Do you think I was scared? When I was young, I was wandering on the streets and desperately fighting for a piece of bread. I beat the man who snatched my bread to death. He said he wanted to kill me at night. I will let him remember my greatness forever, do you think I will be afraid of your black hands? Ha ha!" Zhang Feng said to him coldly.

Emerson didn't speak, and faced a person who was not afraid of death, what could he do with him? The most difficult person in the world to deal with is the one who is not afraid of death, because he is not even afraid of death, so what else is he afraid of?

But this person who is not afraid of death is very powerful. There are hundreds of people and dozens of super fighters. He dares to come, and he is not his opponent!

Emerson felt the **** of death approaching slowly, looked at Alice and said, "Alice!"

That kind of eager gaze made Alice look at her heartache, she couldn't control it, and Zhang Feng wouldn't listen to her, just like Zhang Feng, the things decided would not change.

Emerson's only hope was frustrated, and in the end he asked for Zhang Feng, the man in charge of his own life.

"Let me go, I'll give you money, I have money!" Emerson said.

The tone was exactly the same as Solomon just now, but there was a difference. Solomon had nothing, and Emerson still had money.

Yes, he is very rich. He has been in Roman City for nearly 30 years. He is an old river and lake. He has accumulated a lot of wealth in the past 30 years.

As for how much wealth he has, even he himself doesn't know, but he doesn't worry about money anyway.

"Really? You are rich!" Zhang Feng is very interested in money, and money can accomplish many things.

Although he had made a lot of money in the Notre Dame Hospital before, Zhang Feng would not spare too much money.

Some people get into trouble because they are rich, but he is not afraid.

"Yes, yes!" Emerson seemed to see hope.

Zhang Feng said: "Look at how much you are worth! To me you are very valuable!"

"Yes, I need a phone call!" Emerson said.

Zhang Feng gave Fan Yongxi a wink. The latter took out the phone, then turned on the phone to him, and gave him a bank account.

Emerson started to call. He is now looking for money to buy his own life, naturally, very hard.

After making the call, Emerson returned the phone to Fan Yongxi and said, "Please wait a few minutes!"

Zhang Feng is not in a hurry, anyway, he has already taken it back to this place, and Fan Yongxi and the others have installed all the bombs. Xu Wenhao hasn't finished it yet, it will take time.

It is still good to make money at this time.

So Zhang Feng waited patiently.

Five minutes later, a message came from Fan Yongxi's cell phone. He said, "Brother Feng, one million dollars!"

Zhang Feng laughed in his heart, this Mr. Hut in the woods, really a miser, is his life worth only one million? Or underestimate my Zhang Feng?

"One hundred dollars is not too much. It turns out that Mr. Cabin in the Woods is only worth this money, so let me give you 10 million dollars and I will kill you!" Zhang Feng said.

Why does this sound such a big problem?

"This, don't, don't, sir, I give, I give, I give ten million!" Emerson said repeatedly.

Zhang Feng raised his hand and said, "Yongxi, do you know how many assets Mr. Cabin in the Forest has?"

"I know a little bit!" Fan Yongxi said, "He bought his castle ten years ago, and it was worth 20 million U.S. dollars. Over the past ten years, how much house prices have risen? Needless to say, he There are three Davos listed companies, each of which has a market value of billions of dollars. One of the companies is an ocean freight company, with more than a dozen billion-dollar freighters, and two world-class luxury yachts..."

The more I said, the more ugly Emerson's face became. Now he understood it, and they had already found out everything about themselves!

"Hehe, he is really rich, but he is only worth one million. What a pity, Mr. Emerson, what do you think! Hehe!"

Zhang Feng sneered. This time he picked up the treasure again. Is it extortion?

If you say yes, then so be it. In this place full of bodies, this so-called charge does not exist.

In other words, for Emerson, this cannot protect him.

Because he had jumped out of the law, he would die, and Zhang Feng took money from the dead.

For Zhang Feng, there is no difference between the money of the dead and the money of the living, as long as it is real money.

"Sir, I give it, I give it, I give you all these assets! Just beg you to let me go!" Emerson said tragically. After so many years of hard work, all of them made wedding dresses for others. There is a contrast in my heart. It is not something ordinary people can afford.

People at the level of Emerson have a very thorough understanding of life, and only if they are alive can they have a chance!

As long as you live, it is better than anything!

"Okay, then you can start transferring the company shares now, all the assets under your name!" Zhang Feng said to Fan Yongxi, "Record him a video!"

Fan Yongxi immediately understood, found a chair with a good background, let Emerson sit there, cleaned his face, trimmed his hair, and became more energetic, then opened the mobile video and faced him. His face is well framed.