"Help me contact the number one god of death on the dark web."
"What? You actually want to find Lord Death?"
The person on the phone was quite surprised.
"Yes, I want the God of Death to do something for me."
"Actually, there is no need to trouble Lord Death. We have many experts on the dark web. Others can also help you, as long as you pay enough."
"No, my matter is very important and must be done by the God of Death."
Cantona's tone was firm.
"Okay, but if you want the God of Death to take action, you have to pay at least 1 billion US dollars."
"Okay, I'm willing to pay this price."
Cantona has obviously been mentally prepared for this.
"Okay then, tell me what your mission is. I will report to Lord Death now. If you can agree, I still need to make a decision."
Cantona said: "Ask the God of Death to help me go to China to capture a man named Ye Bufan. I want him alive, not dead."
"Wait for my call."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Cantona put the phone on the tea table and sat on the sofa, staring at the phone, waiting for the other party to reply.
This was his last hope. As long as the God of Death could capture Ye Bufan, he would be able to use him as a hostage, return all his funds, and even make a huge profit.
Take the money and then cut this kid to death with a thousand knives.
It is precisely because of this that he spent all his only 1 billion funds as the cost of hiring the God of Death.
After waiting for a long time, there was still no movement on the phone.
Cantona stood up, turned around twice, and said in annoyance: "This damn god of death, is he going to agree or not?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold voice sounded from behind him.
"Are you scolding me?"
The voice was bone-chilling, even filled with murderous intent. Cantona was startled, and when he looked back, a black figure appeared behind him.
This man was wearing a large black robe, covering his entire body so tightly that his appearance could not even be seen clearly.
In the darkness, this man exuded strong murderous intent, truly like the God of Death coming out of hell.
"You...you are the God of Death?"
Feeling the power of death, Cantona's voice trembled uncontrollably.
However, he was still very happy in his heart. The stronger the God of Death, the greater his chance of success.
"Are you looking for me?"
The voice of the God of Death was still cold, as if there was no life at all.
"Sir, Lord Death, I would like to trouble you to do something for me. Go to China to capture a boy named Ye Bufan. I am willing to pay the fees you need."
"My rule is $1 billion, pay first."
After Howard finished speaking, he shook his sleeves and a piece of paper flew in front of Cantona.
"The account number is here, transfer the money."
"Don't worry, I'll pay now."
Cantona had heard of the Lord Death's rules before, and without any hesitation, he directly transferred all of his only 1 billion US dollars into that account.
"Lord Death, I have already sent the money, and I would like to trouble you to take a trip to China."
"There's no need to bother. Since you've paid the money, you can go die now."
After speaking, the God of Death shook his sleeves, and a black sickle appeared in his palm. The murderous aura on his body suddenly erupted, more than a hundred times stronger than before.
Cantona almost peed his pants out of fright, and said tremblingly: "Lord Death, what are you...what are you doing?"
But before he could finish speaking, the sickle in Death's hand had already scratched across his neck, and bright red blood spurted out.
Cantona's eyes widened and he fell backwards with extreme reluctance. He didn't understand why until his death.
After doing all this, Death took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a phone number.
"Master, according to your instructions, I have killed Cantona and transferred 1 billion US dollars into your account."
"Good job."
The person on the phone said something softly and then hung up the phone.
The God of Death put away his mobile phone and glanced at Cantona who fell on the ground: "You are really stupid, you actually asked me to take action against the master."
After saying that, he disappeared from the room in a flash, as if he had never appeared before.
In the Chinese Imperial Capital, a black car sped out of the city, quickly got on the highway, and rushed to the nearby Binhai City.
Towards evening, the car drove to an abandoned dock on the beach and parked directly on the shore.
The car door opened and a man came out wearing a windbreaker, a mask and large sunglasses, holding a suitcase in his hand and walking towards the edge of the pier.
This is none other than Gou Yuanhua, the CEO of Yuanhua Group.
Although this guy was a licking dog, he was an extremely cunning dog. When he saw that Angel Medicine was in danger, he escaped without hesitation.
He knew very well that if things turned out like this and caused such huge losses, even if Ye Bufan didn't kill him, Cantona, who was so angry, wouldn't let him go.
This guy had figured out his escape route a long time ago. Knowing that planes and trains were not safe, he drove directly to Binhai City.
Moreover, he had already contacted a smuggler many years ago, leaving an escape route for himself.
The box he was carrying had been prepared a long time ago. He had made a lot of money over the years. He didn't dare to keep it in his account on weekdays for fear of being discovered by Cantona, so he exchanged it all for diamonds and jewelry.
This will not only help you keep it secret during normal times, but also help you take it away when you escape.
Although this small box is not big, the wealth inside is more than 1 billion Chinese coins.
Gou Yuanhua took a deep breath, looked around, and saw a brand new speedboat parked on the shore. He immediately ran over and jumped on the speedboat.
"Go quickly."
Standing on the speedboat was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. He looked ordinary, the kind of man you wouldn't find in a crowd.
He glanced at Gou Yuanhua and said coldly: "You can leave if you want, just pay."
"What do you need to pay? My money has already been paid to your boss, Black Snake. Hurry up and set sail and stop talking nonsense."
As Gou Yuanhua spoke, he looked back, fearing that Ye Bufan would send someone to chase him.
Even a master like Liu Ping was killed by the opponent, let alone an ordinary person like himself.
The middle-aged man was unmoved at all: "He is him, and I am me. If you want to take my boat, you have to pay."
"I'm really convinced by you, why don't I give you money?"
In order to escape for his life, Gou Yuanhua stopped caring and took out his wallet directly from his pocket and threw a stack of brand new Chinese coins over.
The middle-aged man looked down at the stack of money and shook his head: "Not enough."
"That's not enough. Can't you be too greedy?" Gou Yuanhua said angrily, "Tell me, how much do you want?"
"I want your life."
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, the muscles on his face squirmed and instantly transformed into Ye Bufan.
"You...you...you are actually Ye Bufan."
Seeing that the person in front of him turned out to be Ye Bufan, Gou Yuanhua was so frightened that he lost his mind.
I thought my escape plan was extremely thorough, but I didn't expect that people were already waiting here.
He wanted to escape from the boat, but unfortunately his legs were so frightened that he didn't even have the strength to stand up.
Gou Yuanhua plopped down and knelt down on the deck: "Please let me go. As long as you let me go, I will give you all the money."
As he spoke, he grabbed the box next to him and opened the lid. It was filled with jewels and diamonds, which glowed seductively under the setting sun."
