Peerless War God in City

On the other side of the phone, Jiang Shao looked at the phone in his hand and was slightly stunned. What is going on? Why would his unparalleled nephew ask for help?    

    

"What's going on?" Jiang Shao frowned and asked.    

    

"Second Uncle, don't ask anymore. If you believe me, then quickly give me your money. All of it!"    

    

Jiang Dunhao said in a loud voice, his expression still ferocious.    

    

As time passed, he became more and more terrified. It seemed that the bullet in Yu Jin's gun would hit his head in the next second.    

    

He wasn't like Haotian, who had the ability to receive bullets with his bare hands.    

    

Jiang Shao looked at his phone. It was an unfamiliar number, but it was indeed Jiang Dunhao's voice. He couldn't mistake his nephew's voice.    

    

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Shao said in a deep voice, "Wait for me!"    

    

As he said that, Jiang Shao put the phone to the side as if he was preparing money.    

    

"Second Uncle …" Jiang Dunhao looked at his cellphone, which was filled with a blind sound. He wanted to cry but had no tears. Right now, what he lacked the most was time.    

    

Looking at Haotian's eyes that were as calm as water, Jiang Dunhao felt a chill run down his spine.    

    

"You don't have much time left!"    

    

Haotian looked at his watch. A deep and indifferent voice slowly floated into Jiang Dunhao's ears.    

    

Just like the evening drum and the morning bell, the low sound of the death god reminded Jiang Dunhao.    

    

"I beg of you, please give me some more time. My second uncle has already gone to prepare!"    

    

"Fifteen."    

    

"14."    

    

Haotian smiled lightly. With a carefree gaze, he tapped the edge of his chair with his slender hand.    

    

The sounds echoed in the air.    

    

This sound was like the retrograde song of death, slowly nibbling away at Jiang Dunhao's hope.    

    

It made him tremble all over. He quickly picked up his phone and shouted hysterically into the phone, "Second Uncle … Second Uncle, quickly, quickly! "    

    

However, there was no response from the other side. Obviously, Jiang Shao was not beside the phone.    

    

"Three."    

    

"2"    

    

"1!"    

    

… …    

    

Three minutes later, Haotian also stood up.    

    

Jiang Dunhao suddenly felt as if his heart had been dug out, and he was completely unconscious.    

    

He collapsed to the ground, the cell phone in his hand dropping to the floor.    

    

Haotian's gaze was deep and indifferent as he looked at Jiang Dunhao on the ground.    

    

Then she walked towards him.    

    

One step … Another step.    

    

A short distance.    

    

Haotian seemed to have transcended the world.    

    

An enormous Weiya spread out from his body. Within a radius of five kilometers, all of the people and creatures present felt like they wanted to bow down and worship him.    

    

Before him.    

    

All living things were as insignificant as ants, unable to withstand a single blow.    

    

Jiang Dunhao, looking at the proud and aloof figure in front of him, slowly walked towards him.    

    

The sound of footsteps entered his ears.    

    

But when it fell into Jiang Dunhao's ears, it was like the chanting of a god of death. He knew that he was already doomed to die.    

    

He was unwilling, and even more unwilling.    

    

However, he knew that he couldn't even struggle in front of this great Buddha.    

    

A moment later.    

    

Haotian finally walked in front of Jiang Dunhao.    

    

Air.    

    

Instantly... Solidified.    

    

"Young Master Jiang, your time is up."    

    

Hearing that, Jiang Dunhao slowly raised his head. His eyes were empty.    

    

He felt as if he had been knocked unconscious, and his consciousness blurred …    

    

Only when he saw the cold evil charm in Haotian's eyes did he wake up.    

    

"Don't …" "Don't kill me, I'm begging you, I still want to die, I still have a lot of money, a lot, a lot of …"    

    

"It's a pity that you don't have your life to spend …"    

    

With a wave of his sleeve, a flash of golden light rapidly shot out like a swift blade.    

    

Jiang Dunhao's pleas also froze for a moment.    

    

"Ah …"    

    

After that, Jiang Dunhao covered his neck and made an earth-shattering sound. He howled in pain everywhere and could be heard from 10 miles away.