Leng Xuan is an expert. Of course, he understands that it is not easy to cultivate a killer. Even if the killer is trash, there is more than one million. What's more, he still feels that this little girl has more than one million. The faint fluctuation of True Qi is obviously also a member of the ancient martial family or the Cultivation Clan. Such a killer is naturally more valuable.

Qiyue gritted his teeth and said: "This is the first mission I took, and I failed. So, I can't get the two million reward at all, and it's still with my mother. I have all If you want, I can give you this million, as long as you let me go."

  Leng Xuan snorted and said indifferently: "Then give me your mother's phone number!"

   "Huh?" Qi Yue was taken aback, does this guy want to threaten his mother with himself? It's funny to think about it, isn't this courting death? However, she also has another layer of worry. How embarrassing would it be if she told her mother that she had failed in her mission and was instead controlled by others? After hesitating for a while, he felt that it was a small matter of shame and a big matter of life and death. Since this kid is courting his own death, let him threaten his mother, and immediately reported Uncle Guan's phone number, saying, "This is not my mother's phone number. , however, you call him the same."

Leng Xuan didn't expect this number to be from abroad, so he glanced at Qiyue strangely. Although the little girl was still wearing a mask, Leng Xuan couldn't see her face, but from the little girl's eyes, he could see a trace of it. Disdain, I vaguely guess that although this chick is just a killer, her family is definitely not simple, I'm afraid it's not easy to mess with, but right now I need money, if I don't make good use of it, it's really worth the loss. , without hesitation at the moment, he directly dialed the phone number called Uncle Guan, and asked Qiyue, "What's your name?"

   Qiyue said: "July, summer July!"

   After a while, the call was connected, and the voice of a middle-aged man full of authority came over. Maybe he knew that the call was from China, so he said in very standard Mandarin: "Hello, who?"

  Leng Xuan said lightly, "Is your name Uncle Guan?"

   "It's me!" Uncle Guan said, "Who are you?"

  Leng Xuan said, "It's about business!"

   "Oh?" Uncle Guan is regarded as a middleman in the organization. Usually, when someone pays for a killer, he acts as a communication bridge in the middle. Hearing this, he smiled politely and said, "What's your name?"

   "Leng!" Leng Xuan said.

   "It turned out to be Mr. Leng!" Uncle Guan said, "I don't know what business you are talking about?"

  Leng Xuan smiled and said, "The business of saving people!"

   "Huh?" Uncle Guan's voice seemed a little displeased, and he said lightly, "Mr. Leng, I think you're looking for the wrong person?"

   "What? You are only responsible for killing people, not saving people?" Leng Xuan touched his nose and smiled indifferently: "If that's the case, then you'd better prepare a coffin for Xia Qiyue."

"What?" Uncle Guan seemed to be taken aback when he heard this, but his calmness was obviously much stronger than that of ordinary people, and in an instant, he laughed and said, "Aren't you here? Are you kidding me? Qiyue is in your hands?" Uncle Guan usually calls Qiyue Miss Qi, but since the other party is here to ask for money, he will naturally behave indifferently when addressing him, as if he is completely indifferent. I don't care much about this person's life or death.