Faced with Hu He's rejection, Mei Luan appeared to be very calm.
"Tell me what you want, and I can give you what you want. Just tell me who killed my brother!"
When Hu He heard this, he shook his head again,"
"In fact, I don't know where he is now, but I've said that even if you find him, you're no match for him!"
"That's none of your business. I just want to know who he is!" The purple mist in Mei Luan's eyes moved, piercing his beard and causing him pain.
"I said I won't tell you!" Core Hu was finally getting impatient.
"Since you're standing here, do you think everything is still under your control?" Chi Yan glared at him and threatened. If Mei Luan didn't make the decision, he would have taught this arrogant corpse refiner a lesson.
However, in Hu He's eyes, chiyan's threat was nothing.
As a player, what he was most afraid of was being poor. As for death, who had not died once or twice, dozens or even hundreds of times?
