Chapter 107 (1/2)

Similarly, the famous manager Zhao, who is famous in jade and stone circles, has become a pile of broken bones with this cross-country car.

He was a hunter, but now he was killed by his prey and ended up dead.

”No one I want to kill can run away.”

Meng Ran's cold and merciless words echoed in the ears of the top rich man in Nangang City, just like the voice of life-threatening demons from hell. Qian Shihao was so scared that he knelt down in front of Meng ran. His face was so fat and trembling that he was in close contact with the concrete floor and was instantly covered with blood.

”Forgive me, immortal! The villain knows that he is wrong, and the villain really knows that he is wrong. Please let me have his life. I am willing to offer all my property. Please spare my life

This Nangang magnate is really scared. In the 21st century, in this era of increasingly advanced technology, ghosts and snakes have long been abandoned by people. Even ordinary people know that ”science” should be used in everything.

But what science can be said about this scene that happened to me tonight?

Can science make roads freeze for no reason?

Can science make people become ice sculptures and then blow up their bones?

Seeing with his own eyes that someone can manipulate ice and snow, he kills people with this artistic technique. Qian Shihao's world outlook and his experience in the ups and downs of the business world have collapsed.

Where is this a student, this is clearly a master of supernatural power immortal ah!

Meng ran doesn't care so much. There is only one sentence for Meng dianyan:

he who bullies Tairan immortal will die!

Meng ran stepped out and looked directly at Qian Shihao. His voice was like Hong Lei. ”Qian Shihao, you robbed me of my jade and planned a car accident. Do you think I should kill you or not?”

Meng Ran's words contain his magic power. Like Taoist truth, it directly points to people's hearts, and even better, it sounds like spring thunder. Qian Shihao's eyes and nostrils are bleeding and miserable.

With blood on his face, Qian Shihao, under the words of bombing thunder, exclaimed in a reflexive way: ”this is it! It's time to kill! ”

As soon as the words were spoken, Qian Shihao, who was reacting to him, cried bitterly and begged for mercy: ”you can't kill him! Can't kill! Immortal, you let me die! I beg you to let me die

Meng ran looked at the ugliness of the top tycoon coldly and said with a sneer: ”you want to murder me and let me spare your life? Do you think it's possible? ”

”I I... ” Qian Shihao, who is poor in words and has no reason to let Meng ran not kill himself, hemmed and hawed.