"That's right, does Miss recognize him?" Song Fan asked curiously.
"I don't recognize him."
As Du Qingyu looked at this photo, it must be a case of the same name.
"Miss, I want to ask, if the target is captured alive, do we need to pay extra?"
Song Keming asked from his wheelchair in the distance.
Xu Chuan and Wang Qin, in his view, were useless, so it's fine to just kill them.
But someone as beautiful as Xu Ruoying, it would be a pity to kill her directly.
And Feng Lin, if he could be captured alive, he had to be tortured well.
Song Keming was ready to force the man to drink twenty bottles of Viagra and explode him.
"Of course, it costs more, the technical difficulty of capturing someone alive is much higher than killing. A live capture is an extra billion."
Du Qingyu slipped the photo of Feng Lin into her pocket.
"Dad! I want to torture Feng Lin and Xu Ruoying," Song Keming said coldly.
