"Wang Da Hu!" Just at this time, Duan Ling Tian looked at Wang Da Hu, and Duan Ling Tian’s gaze focused on him as he spoke in a slightly cold voice. "I’ll give you a chance… Take the 200,000 silver in your hands and leave. As for the lives of your four brothers, they must remain here! Or else all of you must die!"
Duan Ling Tian abruptly turning hostile completely exceeded the expectations of Wang Da Hu’s group of five, and their faces all went pale.
"You… You’re going back on your words!" Wang Da Hu’s face went grim. He stared furiously at Duan Ling Tian, as he never thought that Duan Ling Tian wouldn’t keep to his word.
"You’re courting death!" Zhang Qian’s icy-cold voice sounded as he kicked out his leg in a flash, kicking Wang Da Hu flying into the wall. He fell to the ground with a crash.
Wang Da Hu spat out a few mouthful of bloods in succession, and his rage-filled gaze that still had unwillingness mixed within descended onto Duan Ling Tian.
