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Chapter 142: Don't Do This Next Time(2/2)

Lin Feng said coldly.

Wang Yuexuan's heart trembled when he heard this, and his expression suddenly became pale, and he did not dare to speak for a while.

"Lin Feng, may I ask, are you from Daxia?"

Ye Fan looked ugly, his eyes were red, and he said sadly:

"Do you know how many people died in order to protect Academician Hua? My father and Mr. Yun are still dragging the killer, and they don't know how to live or die! Now you only need your help, aren't you willing?"

“Mythical kidnapping is of no use to me!”

"Don't worry, if something really happens to the Great Xia Kingdom one day, I, Lin Feng, will definitely be faster than you!"

"As for your life or death, to put it badly, it will not shake the national destiny!"

Lin Feng sneered, pushed Wang Yuexuan away, ready to return to the room.

Seeing this scene,

The four of them looked desperate and their bodies were chilling.

If Lam Feng didn't help, where could they go now?

At this time,

Wang Yuexuan suddenly thought of something and said loudly:

"Mr. Lin, I heard you need a spirit bomb? Can I pay you?"

Lin Feng stopped hearing this, a smile appeared on his face, and said:

"Oh? How many spiritual bombs can you give me?"

Wang Yuexuan felt very calm when he saw this.

He also learned about Lin Feng’s need for a spirit bomb from Tan Tianhong, Sankoutang, so he took a try-out attitude, but he didn’t expect it to work!

"How about ten... ten?"

Wang Yuexuan raised a finger.

"Ten pills are too few, you have to increase the price! The starting price is 100 pills!"

Lin Feng shook his head and said.

Wang Yuexuan hesitated for a moment when he heard this.

One hundred spirit bombs are worth one or two hundred billion yuan. The key is that you may not be able to buy them if you have money!

And just then.

"Dada~"

A dull footsteps suddenly came from the end of the corridor.

Immediately afterwards,

A man in black slowly appeared in front of several people.

The man in black held a golden sword in his hand. The blood on the sword had not yet dried yet, and it fell to the ground along the blade, making his scalp numb.
Chapter completed!
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