"There won't be any more changes to this matter, will there?"
Duan Long asked at last.
"Unless Jiang Meng crawls into my bed herself, and brings me a billion dollars, her husband might have a chance to be saved!"
Krus sneered.
"Even so, there probably wouldn't be any hope, right?"
Duan Long said with a smile.
"You really get me, kid. Even if she gave the money and slept with me, she still shouldn't expect to save Xiao Chen.
This time, Xiao Chen is done for!"
Krus said with a cold laugh.
Just then, the door opened.
Xiao Chen walked in, smoking a cigarette.
Behind him followed Ghost Blade, his fists still stained with blood.
Clearly, he had just beaten someone up.
"When did you get here?"
Krus's face changed dramatically.
"Just arrived. Did I miss anything good?"
Xiao Chen asked, slightly stunned.
"Heh, just arrived, that's good, that's good!"
