"Everyone, attack together! Third Master, if you kill this kid, I'll give you fifty percent more benefits from our deal!"
Upon hearing Bai Zhenghua actually willing to give up an extra fifty percent of the profits, the man with the mustache's heart surged with joy, and he quickly made a signal with his eyes to his companions.
The next second, everyone drew their weapons and aimed them at Ren Feifan.
"Kid, your life just earned me a few million, so I'm in a pretty good mood. Therefore, I've decided to leave you a whole corpse!"
"Don't leave a whole corpse, better to have him pulled apart by five horses!"
Just then, Bai Zhenan roared furiously, his voice filled with unmitigated rage.
"Looks like your luck isn't very good. My employer wants you torn apart by five horses, heh heh."
The man with the mustache's lips curved up, his eyes hardened, and a murderous intent shot forth, even as he pulled the trigger!
"Bang!"
