The Magnificent God of War

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

They suffocated the fire, and before they went to the Li family to settle the account, Macri had delivered it to the door himself.

Several figures, like a phantom, in the dark, violent and domineering!

Brother Gou and others rushed into the crowd and started killing!

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

...

Like a wolf into a flock, extremely fierce!

Macri was shocked. He didn't expect Brother Dog and others to be so fierce.

His face changed, he reached behind him, took out a firearm, and pointed it at Jiang Ning. A murderous intent broke out in his eyes: "You are looking for death!"

Suddenly, Kent was shocked: "Mr. Jiang, be careful!"

As soon as his voice fell, Jiang Ning was gone!

Macri just raised his hand, but Jiang Ning's trace was nowhere to be seen before his eyes.

too fast!

Sudden--

A gust of wind hit, Macri didn't even react, he felt that his wrist seemed to be broken alive, and he couldn't feel the existence of his fingers.

"what--"

The screams tear through the night instantly!

The firearm in Macri's hand fell, Jiang Ning directly grabbed it and rolled his fingers at an astonishing speed. Within a few seconds, he abruptly dismantled a firearm into parts and threw it on the ground with a crisp sound.

"you……"

Macri was shocked. Where has he seen such a terrible person?

"Crack!"

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Ning caught Macri's neck with one hand and directly lifted him up.

With a weight of nearly two hundred catties, Jiang Ning seemed to be effortless at all!

"Li family, who?"

"You...put it, put it...ah!"

"Who!"

Jiang Ning burst out.

"Li Genhong!"

Macri quickly said.

"Sure enough it is him."

Jiang Ning had guessed a long time ago, and now he can be sure, "How much does he pay to kill me?"

"Every, every person... two million... U.S. dollars!"

"Snapped!"

Jiang Ning slapped his hand and slapped Macri's face fiercely, and directly drew Macri out of the air, rolling a few laps on the ground, his face was full of fear.

"I'm worth two million?"

Jiang Ning squinted his eyes. Ten years ago, his life was worth five million U.S. dollars. Eight years ago, it rose to 30 million U.S. dollars. Seven years ago, it reached 200 million U.S. dollars. Five years ago... People dare to make a price and kill him.

Now that the Li family pays two million, just want his own life?

If the real bigwigs in the world know that they don't need Jiang Ning to take action, they will trample Li Genhong to death!

Because he has no basic respect for Jiang Ning, the terrifying Eastern God of War.

Macri was already frightened and stupefied. He turned his head and took a look. Among the dozens of people he had brought, there was one who could stand, either with a broken hand or a broken foot, and he became disabled in the blink of an eye!

The eighth block...when did so many ruthless people come!

How could there be such a terrible person around Kent!

"You...who are you!"

Macri's voice was trembling.

"Don't worry about who I am,"

Jiang Ning walked up to Macri and looked at him condescendingly, "I? I love to serve Lu Fu close to nothing? I only give you a chance."

Macri's Adam’s apple slipped, and for the first time he felt that death was so close to him!

He has a firearm, but in front of Jiang Ning, I am afraid it will be the result of death!

"The Li family...? In your ninth block, you can destroy as much as you can. If you can't destroy it, then your life will be lost!"

Jiang Ning said coldly.