Chapter 77: Death Game 11

  Sun Hao's body twisted in terror, struggling with all his might, the more he struggled, the faster the blood flowed. He wanted to shout but only saw him open his mouth without making a sound, and finally stopped all movements.

  I saw his appearance, a thrill in my heart, and I said to him softly: Move, move, why aren't you moving? Hehe... The more you move, the faster your blood flows, and the faster you die.

  "You said I'm very kind, bringing you to the place closest to God, so that you can pray to Him and hope He saves your life. However, it seems like God doesn't quite like people like you, whether or not He'll save you is hard to say."

  "After I finished speaking, I lifted my head to look at the sky and continued: Look, who is standing in the sky? Ah, it's An Yun, quick, take a look, she's so beautiful, she's looking at you."

  Sun Hao's fearful mood can no longer be described in words, as the blood flowed out, his originally ruddy complexion turned white, and his eyes became increasingly dull.

  "Look at how wonderful this world is, but you no longer have the chance to enjoy it. Take a good look at this world, look at the city where you once lived, when dawn breaks, you will enter darkness."

  I leaned in close to Sun Hao's ear: I'm leaving, you pray slowly, hoping a miracle will happen. Before you die, there is one more thing I want to tell you, I'll make a call to let Sun Daqian prepare 5 billion to buy your life. And when he gives me the money, what he sees is your corpse, what kind of expression do you think he will have?

  Sun Hao's eyes, which had originally been dull, suddenly brightened up a lot after hearing my words. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but couldn't utter a single sound, and instead stared at me with eyes full of hatred.

  "Do you know? From the day you killed An Yun, your fate today was already sealed. No one can save you, including your backer."

  "After I finished speaking, I jumped up and landed lightly on the ground. Facing the mad dog, I asked: Do you have an account abroad?"

  "Mad Dog nodded and said: Yes, I have an account in a Swiss bank. Those of us who make a living this way always leave themselves a back door, just in case one day we need to run."

  "Okay, you give me the account number, we are very poor, I want to let Sun's family help us."

  The living room of the Sun family residence was packed with people.

  "Opposite Ou Yang Zhen sat an old man with a head full of white hair, although he looked like he was over seventy years old, but the aura emanating from his body could make you feel that he had once been a superior being who held the power to decide life and death."

  He stared at Ouyang Zhen with eagle-like eyes and said: Tell me, is my grandson dead or alive?

  "Ouyang Zhen said with a bitter smile: 'Sorry, Sun Lao, I don't know either. I've already told you what happened earlier. The murderer is very cunning, and so far we have no leads.'"

  Just then, the phone in the living room rang. Sun Dajian picked up the phone and asked: Hello? Who are you looking for?

  "A hoarse voice came from the receiver, 'Sun Daqian, I've been looking for you. I am Gui Shou. If you want your son to live, prepare 5 billion and transfer it to this account in half an hour.' Then there was a string of numbers."

  Sixty billion.

  "Seven billion."