The most important thing is to play a gun, and you don’t need to be a condition to raise it. Spend more money so much that you can play it once through the channel. You can’t play it casually in China, so just go abroad? It’s even provided by some clubs abroad.

But Mo Liancheng didn't know about these things, nor did he know about them.

This question is because I don't know.

Duan Luo shrugged and held back his smile.

Gu Lin also had a weird expression and wanted to laugh, but when he thought of Mo Liancheng's power, he didn't dare.

After a moment, Mo Liancheng understood a little, gently held his forehead and laughed at himself: "It seems that I have done something stupid again. Didn't I?" The question with the last three words was asked to Duan Luo.

Duan Luo held back his laughter, "Liangcheng, if you want to play with a gun, I will take you abroad to have fun after this matter is over."

"Okay! Remember what you said." Mo Liancheng replied with satisfaction.

Then, let’s continue to do things.

Mr. Mr. picked up the phone and continued as if nothing had happened: "Sir, you don't like the suggestion just now, so let's continue talking."

"!!!..." The man over there seemed to have calmed down.

"The condition is 10 million, and I will transfer it to my account today." So, before the man agreed, Mr. first reported a series of bank accounts. After saying that, Mr. murmured before hanging up the phone, how long can a gun worth 10 million? His most concerned issue is currently.

Duan Luoxiao!

He laughed wildly, and he really wanted to hold back his conscience.

Someone wanted his life, and only a ghost could laugh at such a heavy moment! However, Duan Luo just laughed. He could already confirm one thing, that if Mo Liancheng and Qu Tan'er were there, he would mean 100% safety. Not long ago, he also knew that the two of them were not on the cruise ship.

When he was nervous, Mo Liancheng called him and asked him to pick a time to go to the deck.

With his inexplicable trust in his brain, he took his life.

Sure enough, the bet was right!

Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows, "Mr. Duan, why are you laughing at?"

"Nothing. Ten million is enough."

"That's good, I don't want to owe you any more favors." Mo Liancheng said frankly.

Duan Luo was about to say something, but unexpectedly, Mo Liancheng's cell phone rang again, it was the female killer's cell phone.

Mo Liancheng answered strangely and asked, "Have you regretted it? I can't bear to give up even if I have ten million?"

"Discuss you again. I agreed to the conditions for playing with a gun. For one month, I can play as you please, and then provide five-star food, accommodation and entertainment, free of charge throughout the whole process." The man on the other side of the phone seemed to have figured out something.

"Oh?" Mo Liancheng outlined his lips lightly, "Tell me why I regret it?"

"Ten million, too much, not. At the same time, I want to see you."

"I'm considering it, Mr. Duan just said--"

"The most he said was imitation|real|gun, what I provided was real, gun, real, bullet!"

"Hmm? Wait." Mo Liancheng turned his gaze to Gu Lin and asked curiously: "Gu Lin, what is an imitation|real|speaker? Is it a relatively high degree of similarity?" It should be this meaning in literal way.

"Yes." Gu Lin nodded.

Mo Liancheng frowned and thought about it. If you want to play, it is really interesting.

"Trade!" Mr. Ye agreed, without much scruples.

Dealing with the killer, he did not show any pressure.

Duan Luo was a little worried.

Gu Lin also flashed his concern...
Chapter completed!