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Chapter 527 One hundred million per second(2/2)

Cold sweat suddenly appeared, and the whole person was frozen in place, and even his words were inconsistent.

Su Mu raised his hand and said hello with a smile:

Brother Yunlong, long time no see, I miss you very much!"

After saying that, Su Mu led Zhu Yiyi to get up, walked to the other side, reached out to pat his shoulder and gently patted him:

"My time is charged by seconds, 100 million per second, and you will be given three days to transfer it to the Children's Rescue Foundation. I will check the accounts and lose a penny... Haha, your Ruan family doesn't need to exist."

After saying that, he said to Ma Wenjing:

"Miss Ma, let's go."

Ma Wenjing nodded quickly and followed Su Mu and Zhu Yiyi out of the cafe.

When Zhu Yiyi went out, she turned her head and looked at Ruan Yunlong, who was still standing in place like a statue, with a look.

The group of playboys who followed Ruan Yunlong were dumbfounded.

The sticks in their hands became jokes.

They stared blankly at Ruan Yunlong, who was covered in cold sweat, lost in his heart and terrified, and had forgotten what they should do.

He stammered with a guy next to the man with a buzz cut:

"Mr. Ruan, why... why did you... let that bastard go? Mr. Chi was beaten by him..."

Ruan Yunlong suddenly roared angrily, pounced on the unlucky guy like crazy, punched and kicked, and cursed wildly:

"You're paralyzed!"

"Grassy Horse, you want to die, why do you want to hold me?"

"Damn it, what did I say to you? Let you calm down, you don't listen."

"Bastard, who are you bad at provoking you? How dare you provoke him?"

"I'm killed by you!!"

The guy who was beaten screamed so miserably, it was so sad that the listener was crying.

Ruan Yunlong beat him up so hard that he fell to the ground and murmured in dismay:

"Grassy horses, please raise money. I'm talking about the ugly words. You are causing this. You have 100 million in a second. You can calculate it yourself. Everyone has the same distribution and don't have the money to sell blood and body. Who dares not pay? I'll let your whole family die!"

One hundred million in a second?

How many seconds just now?
Chapter completed!
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