When Chen Muhao said this, he was smiling. His handsome face and this elegant smile that seemed to face his friends made people feel like spring breeze. But his cold eyes and body emitted a faint fluctuation of spiritual power with a dangerous aura. But he was telling Lan Qing that he was not joking.

Lan Qing lowered her head slightly, pressed the Xiao Kunbao on her legs with one hand, and flipped around with the other hand, as if she was admiring her own slender fingers through the veil, but she didn't say anything. She didn't refuse, nor did she agree. She was silent, perhaps thinking, or thinking about countermeasures, or perhaps choosing between going to war or not. The black veil covered her face and could not see her expression.

Time passed little by little. Chen Muhao was waiting. Although he had his own inference and thought that the inference was quite accurate. However, he was not very sure whether the other party could agree to join forces to cooperate. To put it bluntly, he was challenging the authority of the Death Organization, pulling teeth from the tiger's teeth, and walking the wire of death. Once the matter was exposed, he would face the pursuit of the entire Death Organization. The Death Organization not only recruited six magicians, including Chen Muhao, but also expert experts who were good at various assassination methods. For example, shooting, explosion, forgery accidents, poisoning, and making plans, there are dozens of assassination techniques that ordinary people cannot imagine or understand. Faced with the retaliatory killing of these people, he and his family may be doomed.

Even though he knew the consequences were serious and terrifying, he could not refuse the temptation brought by top magic weapons. This kind of opportunity was not available every day. Now that he was right in front of him, as long as he moved his fingers, planned the details carefully, and operated properly, it was basically within his control. If he missed this time, he might regret it for the rest of his life in the future.

He decided to gamble this. If he could get the thing, even if he was noticed by the God of Death afterwards, he would not be afraid. With the top magic weapon in his hand, he firmly believed that he had the ability to kill the God of Death. It was not impossible to destroy the entire God of Death organization. Oh, no, God of Death can be killed, but it would be a pity that all the assassination talents in the God of Death organization were destroyed. He could take over and become his own underground force.

The bright prospects, the brilliant future, and the sense of self-existence that controls everything make Chen Muhao's heart more and more hot. The greedy desire becomes stronger and stronger, and his patience fades a little bit and disappears. He tried to ask again, Lan Qing still didn't say anything, Chen Muhao's face gradually became cold, and murderous intent slowly overflowed. Even though he knew that Lan Qing could not make a choice, he couldn't wait any longer. The tension caused by the silence of both sides, Chen Muhao's side suddenly felt pressure.

"Lan Qing, I'm so sorry, you disappointed me..." Before Chen Muhao finished speaking, suddenly, a series of sweet and charming laughter that seemed to come from outside the sky broke the stiff and cold atmosphere and dispelled the murderous intent. "Mr. Chen, do you really want to go to war with me here? You know, you may not be able to eat me?"

This voice, hiss! Chen Muhao was really surprised. The sound from Lan Qing's mouth at this time was completely different from the hoarse and ugly voice before. Her current voice is so soft, sweet, and unspeakable temptation that only people born with perfect voice can make it. Before seeing a beautiful woman, they will hear beautiful sounds first. People who have such a naturally sweet voice must have a different appearance.

"Oh, the pressure is so great!" Lan Qingxian suddenly raised her hand, lowered her head and took off her hood, took off her veil, and raised her head to reveal a white and delicate face, which looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, Yichen and Yixi, with a pretty face, curved eyebrows like willow leaves, a erect nose, and a small diamond-shaped lips like cherries, pink and seductive. The bright and clear eyes had a faint blue color, as if there were water-like ripples.

He smiled with a lip and said, "How is it? Am I beautiful?"

"Beautiful, very beautiful, Miss Lan Qing, you are the most beautiful woman I, Chen Muhao, have seen in thirty years." Chen Muhao was shocked again, shocked for the face in front of him. He was afraid that the face was fake, so he quickly asked. "Is this your true face?"

Lan Qing put his hand on the back of her neck and brushed her chestnut-colored curly hair. She said, "Who knows, I am a fox, a thousand-faced demon fox. I have a thousand faces."

With a little staring at the pretty face opposite, Chen Muhao murmured: "I hope the face in front of me is real..."

"Then let's think she is really good. Hehe...Mr. Chen, now we can talk."

"What are you talking about?"

Lan Qing covered her little mouth with her hands, opened her eyes wide, pretending to be surprised and said, "Ah! I didn't expect that Mr. Chen, you are so forgetful, of course you are talking about cooperation?"

"Cooperate... so, did you agree?" Chen Mu Haoton felt his blood surged and said ecstatically.

"It's not impossible to negotiate if you want to cooperate, but Mr. Chen must first offer a bid code and let me hear your sincerity, right?"

Chen Muhao stood up excitedly, turned around several times before temporarily suppressing his excitement. He returned to the seat, and a naked affection emerged in his eyes, saying, "Miss Lan, just say whatever you want. As long as I, Chen, can do it, I will satisfy you."

Lan Qing held his chin with his hand, pondered for a while, and said, "I heard that Mr. Chen was the eldest son of a wealthy family before joining the organization, right?"

Chen Muhao said proudly: "There is no question of a wealthy family, but the Han family is also well-known and has a status in Indonesia. It is indeed a bit of money for celebrities."

"It's true that he is the prince of a wealthy family. Let's talk clearly. What price are you paying?"

"This...Miss Lan Qing will say the number first." Chen Muhao was not completely lost by the beauty. He still had reason. When talking about business and bargaining prices, it is best not to come out first. If he offers a price first, what should he do if the other party speaks ten times or a hundred times?

Lan Qing pointed his chin with his fingers, looked at Chen Muhao with bright eyes, and said, "Well, Mr. Chen's family is a big business, and he has also grasped a lot in the organization in recent years. With this risk factor assessment, I, Lan Qing, are not a greedy person. Mr. Chen, you can pay a billion US dollars."
Chapter completed!