"Tell him that he is not, and come true."

Wang Ruhu whispered, was the other party real Valanda? From the time he came out to the time he sat down, the demon star on his right arm did not have the same reaction as he had seen Wiltson before.

Kema, who was standing by, knew that this was the usual trick of the drug dealer. After all, how could a big drug lord come out easily, so he immediately opened the zipper of the duffel bag next to him and put it on the coffee table, revealing the layers of beautiful knives inside. "We came with sincerity, instead of letting a fake Valanda fool him."

"No, I think you are wrong." The man opposite glanced at the banknotes in his bag, took a stack of them in his hand and flipped them over, "Is it important to me, Valandia? Since you are here to do business, you can bring them, we will give you the best goods, and then everyone will leave happily."

Wang Ruhu couldn't understand, but from the other person's face, he probably understood that Valandia would not come out. Sure enough, Kema next to him passed the words to him, which was almost the same as a guess.

"He said we are here to do business, and we can leave after we get the goods, so don't think about anything else."

Someone came to count the bag of money on the coffee table. At the local price, someone soon took a suitcase and put it in front of the two of them.

Wang Ruhu looked silently at the other party's subordinates opening the suitcase and asking Kema to inspect the goods. He suddenly reached out and held the purse on the coffee table. The moment the drug dealer who was guarding the gun raised his gun, Wang Ruhu smiled at the man opposite who insisted that he was "Valandia".

"I have something that Valandia might be interested."

In all the intertwined sights, he said, reaching out into the cuff of his right arm and twisting his skin for the moment he attached to the demon star seemed to understand the intention, squeeze out the crystal particles the size of his thumb and let Wang Ruhu take them away.

‘Human, what you take away is our brothers and sisters, it is best to have the same report, otherwise we will not forgive you.’

On this side, Wang Ruhu ignored the sounds that only he could hear, and looked at the Mexican "drug lord" who tilted his head to see him spread the red stone in his palm.

"He might like this redstone."

The man opposite didn't know what it was. Maybe he thought it was a gem or something, but he denied it again, and couldn't handle it, so he stood up and nodded.

"You guys are waiting here."

After saying that, he asked a drug dealer to leave with him. Kema was a little nervous. Wang Ruhu patted his shoulder, stared at the direction where the two of them left, and laughed softly.

"It's okay, I'm so happy to sit down. No matter what happens later, don't leave your seat."

In the aisle where the words were passed, the two drug dealers who left left out of the villa, walked into the next villa along the connected bridge, went up the second floor, and knocked on one of the doors.

A low voice came from inside: "What's the matter?"

"One old Chinese should be the two who killed us." The drug dealer who had spoken to Wang Ruhu carefully said outside the door: "They came here to buy goods, and I suspect they were international police."

His tone paused.

"He said he wanted to see you, and there was a red stone on his hand that looked like a ruby. The old Chinese said you would be interested."

There was no sound inside. The next second, the door opened, and a thin figure who was not as tall as a drug dealer in front of him walked out, pursing his lips tightly, and leading the two to the living room. Whether they were international policemen was not important at all.

‘Red stone…’

The red stone he had picked up had appeared in Valandia's mind, and she became more and more anxious. She accelerated her pace and walked across the corridor bridge. She was floating backwards in the hot wind, revealing her slightly bulging belly. She walked into the living room as a group of armed drug dealers bowed and walked into the living room.

He could feel the aura when he saw the oriental man sitting on the sofa and the red particles the size of a thumb in his hand.

He lifted up the shirt behind him and sat directly across the opposite side, raised his hand to sweep the purse on the coffee table and the goods on the ground.

"You can take the money back, and you can get these goods in vain. In addition, I will give you another million US dollars, so I will give you this thing!"

Immediately, he reached out to get the red stone in Wang Ruhu's hand. However, Wang Ruhu grabbed the stone and took it back, "I won't ask, what am I going to exchange for this thing?"

Valandia's eyes gradually narrowed across the coffee table. He never liked to talk to others, especially over the years, his personality has become more and more bizarre and irritable. Although the oriental people on the opposite side also have the aura of red stone, so what?

There are also many psychics who die at his hands.

Just as the other party said, "What are you going to exchange for this thing...", Valandia suddenly opened her mouth, and a ball of white air mixed with blue smoke gushed out, instantly covering Wang Ruhu. In less than half a second, the tall figure on her head shook twice, and fell down with a bang.

Kema, who was sitting next to him, jumped up in fear and squished into a lump on the sofa cushion.

‘Hahaha…’

Valandia stood up with her knees, twisted her neck, and grinned, "Ask me terms?"

Someone next to him went to help get the red stone, and he slapped it away, walked around the coffee table, and excitedly broke the palm of the man swallowed by the poisonous smoke.

"My baby, you'll be in my hands right away, haha..."

The excited man opened his clenched fists and fingers one by one. When he looked at the red stone exposed inside, his smile became brighter. At the moment he was clamped, his index finger and thumb suddenly disappeared, and in his eyes, the crystal stone turned into a pool of liquid and rushed into the man's cuff.

"What? What's going on?"

Almost at the same time, Wang Ruhu suddenly opened his eyes, and his spread palm suddenly raised his hand and pinched his cheeks with shock. He pressed his fingertips down and fell into the other party's flesh. He sat up as he sat up, stood up, and raised the other party in the air with one arm, and raised it over his head.

Looking at the thin man struggling with his limbs and constantly overflowing with poison gas, Wang Ruhu's thick beard curled up with a grim smile on the corners of his lips.

"I forgot to tell me that I am immune to all poisons..."

In the crack of his open fingers, Valandia widened her eyes. She saw the man in the east bit off the glove on his right hand, revealing his scarlet palm. She seemed to feel something. The red stone in her body suddenly became manic, trying to break through his body.

Next second.

Wang Ruhu threw him away, grabbed Valandia's neck again, and raised it in front of him. His scarlet right hand was opened, and his palm was grasped by a distance from a nose. The thin man hanging on the ground suddenly moved violently, "Save me! What are you doing, save me!" The cry for help, in the sight of the drug dealers around him, a wisp of red breath slowly pulled out from his mouth, nose, ears, and eyes, and penetrated into the palm of the Asian man.

In less than a moment, the shouting sound became hoarse, and then it disappeared completely. The originally thin body was shriveled down, as if a skeleton in a layer of skin was thrown to the floor.

Wang Ruhu looked at his right hand with red light and closed his eyes with pleasure. He liked it more and more. This kind of devouring felt addictive.

In particular, he is constantly increasing his strength.

around.

Drug dealers have never seen such a scene. When they reacted, Valandia had become a bone-shaped frame with skin. She was so scared that she leaned against the wall, moved her feet, pushed each other and ran outwards.
Chapter completed!