"If you are willing to come to Linzhou, what I just said, count count."
"As for the brothers who sacrificed then."
"Everyone, I compensate for one million yuan. I will hit your account soon, what do you think?"
Li Chuchen shook his head and stood up.
Said coldly: "Every life should get the most basic respect."
"No matter how much money you give, the soldiers who have already sacrificed, you can't live."
"Lin Zhiqiang is because of your betrayal that more than 100 soldiers who killed the temple of prison."
"This is a blood debt, you have to pay for blood!"
"Hehe, blood debt and blood?" Lin Zhiqiang sneered.
"Prison, in the overseas battlefield, you are very strong!"
"But in Linzhou, on my site, do you think you can kill me?"
Lin Zhiqiang just chatted with Li Chuochen just now.
It also proposed a variety of seductive conditions, promised to give Li Chichen's various benefits.
In fact, Lin Zhiqiang didn't think so.
Lin Zhiqiang is just delaying time.
Because just now, Lin Zhiqiang was wearing back his pants.
He is quietly.
Press the small button on the belt.
That small button is a miniature alarm.
As soon as you press here, people outside can receive the signal.
Quickly come to support.
Lin Zhiqiang's words, just finished saying.
There are more than a dozen figures, rushing in from the door of the villa.
These dozen people are not weak.
They turned out to be a clear half -step God of War.
It seems that in these years, Lin Zhiqiang has consumed a lot of resources on them.
"Kill him, one million per person."
Lin Zhiqiang looked at Li Chichen's eyes, and suddenly became cold.
What brother?
What kind of hand is?
Here in Lin Zhiqiang is a joke.
In his eyes, there is only money.
What he chased was just greater benefits.
If Lin Zhiqiang cares about his hands, he will not betray the Temple of Prison.
"Thirteen and a half steps of War, Lin Zhiqiang, your heritage is really generous!"
Li Chichen is not too surprised.
Because he has seen the information from Bai Ze.
It was mentioned that Lin Zhiqiang secretly trained the masters.
Thirteen and a half steps of War.
In the eyes of many people, there is an indispensable force.
But in Li Chuochen's eyes, it is not worth mentioning at all.
Lin Zhiqiang smiled a little proudly, "Prison God, you really shouldn't come to me."
"You must not think of it?"
"Thirteen and a half steps of War, plus my nine -star war god, kill you, it is as easy as killing chickens and dogs."
Li Chichen looked at him so confident, but smiled.
He said with emotion:
"Lin Zhiqiang, seriously, I really can't bear to kill you."
"After all, we used to be a good brother who died together!"
"But now, I see, you set this nirvana, and if you want my life, there is no burden in my heart!"
Li Chuochen's eyes were cold and swept from those thirteen and a half steps.
Then he said, "It's not easy to be a half -step war god. If you don't want to die, you still have time to leave."
"Prison, do you have a brain into the water?"
Lin Zhiqiang sneered and said, "These thirteen people are cultivated in one hand, and they are my thirteen Taibao of Lin Zhiqiang."
"If you don't die, they won't leave."
After Lin Zhiqiang said, he waved his hand and said to the thirteen and a half steps of War God, "Do you, kill him, I will open the safe and give you money."