"Now, I am issuing the first reward order here. It is not limited to tonight and will take effect immediately." Ye Xiao put his hands behind his back and turned his back to the thousands of killers outside the wall. He said softly: "I am issuing the first reward... for all tonight
, the person who successfully created massacres in Lingbao Pavilion and killed my subordinate killers. Each head is worth 100 million taels of silver. If you think it’s not exciting enough, can I add more? I have a discount, which can be cashed in immediately!"
His eyes became sad and determined: "But this reward has a time limit, and the limit is tonight! After tonight, all the killers who did not take action tonight will never get the reward from Lingbao Pavilion in their lifetime.
qualifications!"
Feng Junzuo's words are true. The reward of 6 billion is indeed a sky-high price, including Gu Lingjin's sky-high price. But in the end, there can only be one person who benefits. As for the others, the highest benefit is to escape intact.
With such poor profit odds, why bother?
But if you accept the reward from Lingbao Pavilion, you can easily get 100 million taels of silver. In fact, if you think about it carefully, is there really any difference between the sky-high price of 6 billion and 100 million silver for a person?
It’s just a fortune that can never be spent!
But the difficulty level and the probability of obtaining it seem to be too different, right?!
One night!
Just one night!
Only chance to get one night!
How can you let it go!?
In one word, he suddenly changed his mind!
At this moment, everyone was shocked!
The decision of this Feng Junzu really opened everyone’s eyes!
Money can conquer ghosts and can also channel gods. Ninety-nine percent of people in any world or on any plane cannot resist the magic of money!
Even if you are a hero, even if you are a great hero, even if you are a chaste woman, even if you are a famous official and a filial son, as long as the price is high enough to shake the moral bottom line and psychological bottom line of the person involved, it will be enough to shake and rewrite everything!
Money, in a sense, is everything!
Don’t you want money? Then, I will give you money, I just want to use the money to kill you!
Will you let me smash it?
Others can use money to put a bounty on my head, then I will also use money to fight back!
"It seems that in this world, I'm afraid no one can afford the price better than me!"
The confidence of Feng Junzuo in these words is really overwhelming!
It’s not “seemingly”, there’s no “just fear”, there really is no one richer, or even more able to spend money than Lingbao Pavilion King’s Throne!
Among the killers around, some began to look pale at this time, and their feet were quietly retreating.
Of course, more than half of the murderers who killed the Lingbao Pavilion killers had died from Ye Xiao's poison just now, and there were more than twenty who were relatively lucky and did not die from the poison attack. They are still there now.
Among the crowd, waiting for the next opportunity to take action.
But when they heard Ye Xiao's words, they felt that something was really wrong.
Could it be said that all of his luck has been used up by those few waves of extremely vicious attacks just now?
Because, there were already many killers who turned their heads with scorching eyes and stared at him. Their eyes were just like the way they looked at Feng Zhiling just now, even more intense.
One of them took a step forward and stood in front of one of the killers with a grin: "Wang Liu! Where are you going?"
This killer named Wang Liu was quite powerful. He had personally killed two of Liu Changjun's killers in the battle just now. Now that he was being stopped, how could he not know what the other party wanted to do?
"It's none of your business! Get out of my way!" Wang Liu strode forward.
Now he no longer thinks about the six billion. It is right to leave the place of right and wrong as soon as possible. If he can save his life, he will be lucky!
But, his luck really seems to have run out!
"What's wrong with you? How could you be so wrong? You're worth 100 million now!" Before he finished speaking, a sword struck down like a thunderbolt, with no concealment of killing intent.
At the same time, there were several other silent killers who took action. When they disappeared, more than a dozen weapons were approaching at the same time.
When Wang Liu screamed, blood spurted out from seven or eight places on his body at the same time. The next moment, the killer in front of him waved his sword, and Wang Liu's head flew up, and he caught it in his hand.
Inside, he said loudly: "This head is mine!"
Around him, several killers stared at him, their eyes full of unwillingness.
One of the iron laws in the world of killers is that after someone completes a task, no one is allowed to steal it no matter how much profit is involved! This iron law in the world of killers can be said to be a rule that everyone has agreed upon.
If someone dares to destroy it, he is going against all the killers in the world!
Under such circumstances, a minimum of fairness can be maintained...
Next, screams were heard continuously, and the more than twenty survivors fell into a pool of blood in an instant. All their heads had been chopped off.
"Does Mr. Feng's words count?" A masked killer held the head in his hand and said coldly to Ye Xiao.
Ye Xiao snorted and said lightly: "It's just a small amount of money, so what's the point? Put the head down, I want to use it to pay homage to my brother! Wan Zhenghao!"
At the end of Ye's joke, there was a sudden shout.
"Hey, here we come!" Boss Wan's burly body rolled out.
"Give me money!" Ye Xiao said with a cold face: "One head, 100 million, no delay or arrears!"
"Okay!" Wan Zhenghao was really cheerful and took out a thick stack of silver notes from the space ring without hesitation.
Each of the twenty-seven killers who came to hand over the heads received a full amount of 100 million in banknotes.
And these twenty-seven people did not say a word. After receiving the banknotes, they immediately flew away and disappeared into the pre-dawn night.
The situation on the field took a turn for the worse, and in an instant, it changed to the current situation!
Now that I got the banknote, I really felt that 100 million banknote was really a lot, and it was also an astronomical figure.
If you do this job, you will have it all in your life, and you will enjoy blessings and wealth for the rest of your life. Why should you ask for more!
What's more, if you want to kill this Fengjunzuo today, not only is there little hope, but it is almost equivalent to committing suicide. Not only is there no danger of death at this moment, but there is still 100 million silver notes to get; and it is not only worth it, it is simply a great deal.
Got it!
Even, at the moment before leaving with a full load, my heart felt unprecedentedly relaxed...
Finally, I can stay away from this devil!
In addition to the twenty or so people who received the banknotes and left, there was also a figure who quietly disappeared from the scene.
That's Yin Yucheng. The fifth killer in the world, Ghost Hand!
His departure did not attract much attention.
Only Ning Biluo, Zhao Pingtian, and Holy Lord Boundless glanced thoughtfully at the direction Yin Yucheng left...