"Senior brother, you... what are you doing? He is just a little security guard, nothing special! As long as the two of us join forces, we will be able to defeat him. You don't have to kneel down and beg for mercy!"
Liu Fei mistakenly thought that the Nine Finger Death God was worried about not being able to defeat Ye Fan, so he quickly persuaded him.
"Shut up!! Do you know why I lost my thumb?" The Nine-finger Death God scolded angrily with a serious expression.
"Brother! Didn't you say before that it was accidentally cut off while playing with a knife?" Liu Fei responded in surprise.
"That's a lie I told because I was afraid of losing face! The real inside story is that it was Brother Fan who chopped off my thumb!" the Nine-Finger Killer retorted angrily.
"What? He...he chopped it off? No...no!! Senior brother, I think his martial arts skills are average. Logically speaking, he is not your opponent at all." Liu Fei shook his head, still feeling in his heart.
Can't accept this fact.
"My martial arts skills are just average? Do you know how much gold is paid for Brother Fan's head?" The Nine-Finger Killing God snorted coldly and asked.
"His head? I guess up to 5 million!!" Liu Fei estimated.
Up to 5 million!! No more!
"Five million? Who are you looking down on? Brother Fan's head is worth as much as 50 billion!!" the Nine Finger Death God retorted with disdain.
"Wait a minute? Senior brother, what did you say? He...his head is worth 50 billion?"
At this moment, Liu Fei was so frightened that he cried out in surprise.
Just now, he thought that Ye Fan's head was worth up to 5 million, and no more. However, what he never dreamed of was that the gold price on Ye Fan's head was as high as 50 billion!
"Fei...Brother Fei!! Are you...your senior brother joking? Ye Fan is just a small security guard, why is his head so valuable?"
Situ Ren's first reaction was that he thought the Nine Finger God of Death was joking.
Just imagine, how could an ordinary security guard have a headcount of 50 billion?
After being reminded like this, Liu Fei also reacted, "Brother, you must be joking, right?"
"Yes! I'm joking!" The Nine-Finger Killing God nodded and said seriously.
"I'm just telling you! How can a small security guard have such a high salary?"
Suddenly, Liu Fei and the others breathed a long sigh of relief, and felt relieved.
But they were not happy for long. The next second, the Nine Finger God of Death said with an extremely serious expression: "50 billion in gold for every head! The price was just a few years ago, but now the gold for Brother Fan's head has soared to 100 billion!!"
"What? 100 billion?"
In an instant, Liu Fei and the others exclaimed in shock. When they heard 50 billion, they were almost frightened to death. Now that they heard 100 billion, they were not frightened to death on the spot. They were lucky.
At this time, Liu Fei and the others still felt that the Nine Finger God of Death was joking, so he asked tentatively, "Brother!! Are you joking again this time?"
"I've already knelt down and begged for mercy. Do you think I'm joking?" The Nine-Finger Killing God scolded murderously.
"Oh...oh my god! If you are not joking, then...that means that Ye Fan's head-hanging gold price is really as high as 100 billion?"
Suddenly, Liu Fei was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground. His body could not help but tremble, and he even peed out of fear.
I saw that his crotch was suddenly wet, and an unpleasant odor instantly came out.
How many people can there be in the world today who have a fortune as high as 100 billion? In the end, Situ Ren actually asked him to come over and provoke such a big boss?