Feeling Su Luo's eyes falling on him, Sun Quanzhong's face instantly pale as paper, sweating profusely on his forehead, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.

"What do you...what do you want to do?" Sun Quanzhong asked in horror.

Su Luo said calmly: "Didn't you just say that you promised to do me a favor? Now my brother wants to surpass his ancestor's records, but he lacks a living prop, so please use it as a living prop. As long as you can persist in not dying for 3,600 swords, I will spare your life, and this matter will be written off."

"you……."

After hearing Su Luo's words, Sun Quanzhong almost fainted.

There are 3,600 swords, let alone whether he can survive the 3,600 swords. Even if he has to survive, he still has a few pieces of flesh on his body, so it is hard to die.

Su Luo clearly did not think about letting him live after these words.

"Sulo, you trash, you...you lied to me..."

Sun Quanzhong's eyes were bloodshot and he struggled to rush towards Su Luo, as if he wanted to fight Su Luo's desperate situation.

"Get back!"

Huang Quan kicked Sun Quanzhong out with one kick, and struggled for a long time to get up.

"Sulo you are a waste..., I... I won't let you go even if I become a ghost."

Sun Quanzhong stared at Su Luo with a resentful look on his face, and made a hysterical roar.

Su Luo completely ignored Sun Quanzhong's eyes and said lightly: "Then wait until you have the opportunity to be a ghost and say this to me! Huang Quan, I will leave the next time to you."

After the words came to an end, Su Luo turned around and walked towards the outside of the wine cellar.

"Don't leave, don't you leave. Don't you want to know who asked me to do this?" Sun Quanzhong looked at Su Luo and said loudly.

Su Luo seemed to have not heard Sun Quanzhong's words and had already walked out of the wine cellar.

Seeing Su Luo leave, Huang Quan's palm appeared in his hand, a dagger as thin as a cicada wing appeared in his hand, and walked towards Sun Quanzhong step by step.

"You... don't come over, please don't kill me. I have money. As long as you don't kill me, I can give you money. I can give you a lot of money, as long as you let me go."

Seeing Huang Quan walking towards him, Sun Quanzhong collapsed to the ground in fear, making a sound of begging for mercy, and retreated desperately, trying to stay away from Huang Quan.

"Don't worry, my technique is very good. I can guarantee that you can survive for 3,600 knives. Don't worry, there is no saying that when you encounter difficulties in life, you will get over it. You can live by gritting your teeth. Why give up the hope of survival!"

Huang Quan smiled and his eyes were circling on Sun Quanzhong's body, as if he was considering where to start.

"You...you, I'll kill you."

Sun Quanzhong knew that Huang Quan could not let him go, so he gritted his teeth, grabbed a bottle of wine next to him, and rushed towards Huang Quan.

"The mantis arm is a chariot, start with your arm!"

Huangquan's voice suddenly became loud, and the dagger as thin as a cicada wing in his hand turned into a cold light and whistled out.

"Shih!"

In an instant, several almost transparent flesh and blood splattered out, and Sun Quanzhong's screams immediately echoed throughout the wine cellar...

A strange red light flashed in Huangquan's eyes, extremely bloodthirsty.

...

Su Luo didn't care about the things in the wine cellar, and he believed that Huang Quan would handle them well.

As soon as he walked out of the wine cellar, Sulu met Harris who was walking over.

"Master, Mr. Zhang Fengnian has just arrived and is waiting for you in the living room."

"I got it, I'll go there now."

Su Luo nodded and walked towards the living room.

As soon as he walked into the living room, Su Luo was stunned for a moment. He found that there was not only Zhang Fengnian in the living room, but also his daughter Zhang Manjing and an old man.

The old man Su Luo didn't know him, but he could feel the other party's aura that the old man's strength was probably entering the realm of a martial arts master.

The fluctuations of true qi are not much different from Zhang Manjing's aura. I think it should be Zhang Manjing's master.

But what he was curious about was that the old man broke through the martial arts master himself, and he made the breakthrough according to the mental method he left to Mr. Zhang.

"Mr. Su, you are here."

When Zhang Fengnian saw Su Luo walking in from outside, he hurriedly stood up from the sofa with a hint of respect on his face.

"Mr. Su."

Zhang Manjing also called in a low voice, and her beautiful eyes fell on Su Luo, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

As far as she knows, Villa No. 1 in Yunshen should have been bought by Harris, the president of Hongcoral Group. How could Su Luo stay here?

Moreover, when they came in just now, Harris, the president of Red Coral Group, did not look like the owner of this house at all, but rather like a butler, and Su Luo was like the owner of this villa.

Thinking of his disdain for Su Luo and his plan to use the Zhang family to suppress others, now when he thinks about Zhang Manjing's face is so hot that it feels so embarrassing that he can find a crack in the ground to get in.

Even the president of the Fortune 500 companies in the world is just acting as the butler in front of Su Luo. Compared with the Zhang family, Su Luo's identity is only stronger and not weak. At least the Zhang family is not qualified to let the president of a Fortune 500 company follow like a follower.

Zhang Fengnian's face did not change much. From Su Luo's hand in a piece of paper, he knew that Su Luo's identity was terrifying. It was completely reasonable to have the president of the world's top 500 companies as the follower.

It is completely in line with the identity of a strong man. If there is no such thing, it would be unreasonable.

Su Luo turned a blind eye to Zhang Manjing's expression, waved his hand at Zhang Fengnian and said, "Master Zhang, you are so polite. Speaking of which, I want to thank you, Master Zhang. I have troubled you repeatedly these days, I am really sorry."

Zhang Fengnian smiled and lowered his posture and said, "Mr. Su, this is what we should do. From the moment you cured my father, you are the great benefactor of our Zhang family. As long as you say one word, even if we let our Zhang family go up to the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire, our Zhang family will be indifferent."

Su Luo waved his hand and said, "It's not necessary to go up to the mountain of swords and seas of fire. If I can't even deal with it, even if you want you to go up, it will only deliver vegetables, which will only increase casualties."

Zhang Fengnian smiled awkwardly and said, "Mr. Su, you are joking."

"Sit down!"

Su Luo waved his hand and signaled the three of them to sit down.

At this time, a servant brought four cups of tea and walked in from outside and placed it in front of Su Luo and others in turn.

"This is the Longjing of West Lake, and this tea is the best among the finest."

Even if he just smelled the fragrance of tea, Zhang Fengnian couldn't help but exclaim.

"Horse Zhang, do you know tea?" Su Luo asked curiously.

"I just understand a little bit, I can't get on the table."

Zhang Fengnian shook his head modestly, then said again as if he had thought of something, "Mr. Su, I forgot to introduce you to you. This person is..."

Before Zhang Fengnian introduced himself, Sun Zhenggan had already stood up from the sofa, clasped his fists and saluted respectfully at Su Luo: "I, Sun Zhenggan, thank you for your reinvention, Mr. Su."
Chapter completed!