He looked for Zhao Kehan ​​just because the two of them had been in love for many years and could trust them.

As for Zhao Kehan's deep blood hatred, he didn't know at all.

"Mr. Tang, as long as you agree, my life... will be yours from now on."

Zhao Kehan ​​looked at Tang Luo, and he felt that this was his chance, and it might be the only chance.

He couldn't hold on anymore.

Hatred torture him all the time, and it is too hopeless to take revenge on his own.

So, he chose Tang Luo.

The reason why he chose Tang Luo was not Tang Luo himself, but the powerful force behind Tang Luo.

Because of this, he chose to take a gamble!

If you win, he can take revenge!

Lost... He never thought about it, then go and die!

"I want to know what kind of blood hatred is."

Tang Luo pressed the cigarette and asked slowly.

He was not interested in sprinkling salt on other people's wounds, but before agreeing, he had to understand something!

It is impossible to say that if you don’t know anything, you just accept such a person to do things.

In his opinion... Zhao Kehan ​​is too patient.

Such a person is very terrible!

Hearing Tang Luo's words, Zhao Kehan's body trembled slightly, his nails fell into his palms, and blood flowed out.
Chapter completed!