C6

When the old man and Xiaomi retreated, the two bodyguards behind them did not hesitate and rushed forward. Just as they were about to fight with the robbers blocking the way, those robbers did not give them the opportunity to do so.

These people all had silencers mounted on their guns. Although they had fired dozens of times, the sharp sounds of gunfire had all disappeared. Poor bodyguards. Before they could even use their superior martial arts, they had already been shot into a hornet's nest.

Seeing such a bloody scene, Lil 'Mi was so shocked that she cried out miserably. However, before she could scream again, these robbers had already rushed over and knocked her unconscious with a punch.

The old man's face was filled with fear as he looked at the masked men in black. His face had long turned deathly pale. As he retreated, he said, "Everyone, if you are here for money, you might as well name a price. No matter how much you want, as long as you let us go, I, I will give it to you. "

"No matter how many we open, you will still give them to us?" One of the masked men spoke blandly.

"Yes, as long as you let us go. No matter how much money you want, as long as I can take it out, I will give it to you. " The old man seemed to see a glimmer of hope in her words and his eyes lit up. He could not help but nod his head and speak.

Hearing this, a crafty look flashed across the eyes of the masked man. He said, "We want one billion yuan. I wonder if you can take out this price?" "In other words, can this price buy the life of an old thing like you?"

"One billion?" A hint of hesitation flashed in the old man's eyes, but after the leader continued to glare at him, he could only nod and say, "Alright, one billion. As long as you let Lin'er and I go and tell me who sent you guys, I'll give you guys one billion."

One billion was no small amount. There were five bandits in front of him, and even if they shared it equally, each of them was still worth 200 million. No matter where they went, they would be considered rich people.

The leader of the robbers exchanged a few glances with his subordinates. Seeing the hopeful expressions in the eyes of his brothers, he knew that his brothers were tempted. How could he not be tempted? However, he did not agree. He only coldly glanced at the old man and sneered, "Old thing, you are indeed generous. However, you did not expect that the person who wanted to kill you would choose to make a move against you, and would never let you go back. The money you promised us, though it was a lot. However, after killing you successfully, what we can get may not be less than that. So, it's better if you give up! "

The old man did not think that a billion would be enough to affect these people. He was confused, and quickly raised the bid, "I'll add another billion to it. How about it? Can you let us go and tell me who the mastermind is?"

"I can only say that the person who wants to kill you is someone you will never think of. As for you, no matter how much you promise us, you will never escape your fate of death! " The head of the mask was cold as ice, and his voice was as cold as the night.

As the masked leader spoke, he slowly raised the silencer in his hand and pointed it at the old man, who was in shock, and said, "Wen Jiu, take your two billion and go buy your life in hell!"

"Wait!" Just as the masked leader was about to raise his gun and shoot, he heard a lazy voice come from a corner of the alleyway, "For such a big deal as two billion, you actually don't want to take it!? He really lost early on! But it doesn't matter if you don't accept. Don't block my path to riches. Because, I want to receive it! "

The person that floated out along with this voice was actually a weak-looking young man, as if a gust of wind could blow him away into the clouds.

This young man had a very ordinary appearance and clothes, but the first words he said were actually very extraordinary!

These words were accompanied by his domineering aura. The masked assassins felt that what stood in front of them was no longer a person, but a mountain! That kind of pressure that was like a mountain assaulted him from an unstoppable position with the appearance of this young man.

"Who are you? "How dare you spoil our good fortune!" The head of the mask spat out a stream of flames of anger. Looking at him, it seemed as if he wanted to swallow this brat whole.

This young man who the assassins hated and feared was none other than Yi Xiaoyan.

He had followed this old man called Wen Jiu all the way, wanting to take the justice of the heavens and give him a little knock. Who would have thought that a group of people would try to steal his job. Just as he was feeling infuriated, he heard their conversation and couldn't help but be shocked. He had accidentally bumped into a big fish. This wine was definitely not just any money. It could actually come up with two billion to buy it.

However, these masked killers seemed unwilling to accept the deal. This caused Yi Xiaoyan to feel somewhat depressed. However, since they were unwilling to do this business, he was overjoyed to be able to take over this first big business deal after his transmigration!

Yi Xiaoyan ignored the questions from the masked assassins and looked at the old man. "What you said just now counts?"

Jiu Zun thought that he was doomed this time. He was terrified by the sudden appearance of someone. He didn't care if Yi Xiaoyan's small stature could save him. He shouted, "Hero, save me!"

"I can save you, but the two billion …" Yi Xiaoyan glanced at the wine. He was now fully focused on the two billion.

"I will give you, I will give you, as long as you save us, I will give you 2 billion, I will never go back on my promise!" As if grabbing onto his lifesaver, he quickly promised.

"OK, deal, doing business with rich people is just one word: great!" Yi Xiaoyan's eyes immediately lit up. He was already overjoyed in his heart. He was just worrying about not having the money to buy the materials to continue cultivating. Now, it seemed that the problem with money had been solved.

Seeing that she was on the verge of getting her hands on two billion yuan, Yi Xiaoyan couldn't help but sigh to herself. So it wasn't that hard to earn money after all!

However, before he had the chance to enjoy himself, the masked leader let out a muffled snort and said: "Boy, this two billion business is not that easy to earn. If you know what's good for you, hurry up and f * ck off! Otherwise, I would not mind killing one more person without money! "

While he was speaking, Yi Xiaoyan had already flown in front of Wen Jiu and said with a smile, "These two billion yuan are the first pot of gold I earned in my life. Please don't hit me!"

"Big brother, this brat doesn't know how to live. Let's not waste any more time talking to him. Even he was killed. The police will be here soon." A masked man whispered into the leader's ear.

"Okay, kill them all!" The masked leader knew that he couldn't stay here for too long, so he quickly gave the order.

As a result, these violent killers who had killed without batting an eyelid shot at Yi Xiaoyan with silencers in their hands.