"Let's talk." Sun Hao spoke first, his voice calmly.

Sitting opposite Sun Hao, the big guys in Gaotan City looked different, some were angry and some were dull. At this time, when he heard Sun Hao's leisurely voice, no one immediately touched.

"FUCK, you killed so many of us." Little Gambor slapped the table, full of reluctance.

Sun Hao turned his head and looked at the black man. Little Gambor was not old, and he was over 20 or 30 years old. His expression of speaking showed his incomparable anger. Sun Hao probably remembered that Little Gambor was the original movie world.

The first guy who jumped out to oppose the clown and threatened to buy the clown's head for 500,000 yuan. Of course, the guy who couldn't see the situation clearly was killed by the clown's trick.

Unexpectedly, this guy is also here to jump out. Those who don’t know the real thing probably refer to this kind of person.

"I'll count it." Sun Hao held his finger: "Ah, it seems that he has killed a lot, and he can't count it. But, just kill it, what else do you want?"

Whatever you want, what can you do? Xiao Ganbor was completely speechless when asked by Sun Hao. Yes, what can he do? If there is a way, he would definitely not sit here obediently and negotiate with these Orientals.

Little Gambor continued to slap the table, and was so angry that he couldn't help it.

But, I can't say a word.

"Okay, we are not cruel people." Sun Hao leaned back to the back of the chair. In fact, Sun Hao was a little tired now. He released two skills at the same time, and suffered a lot of damage, bleeding a lot of blood, and the wound was not bandaged. He was here to negotiate with others.

No one wants to do it, but time passes too quickly. More than three hours have passed. Soon, the powerful Red Team will come to this world. Those people are here to kill people like them.

Life is at stake. No matter how much preparation is made before the hunting comes, it will be insufficient.

If you don’t want to die, you must be vigorously cheered up and take as much as possible.

This is also why Sun Hao, Yu Shuai and others work so hard.

"I'm really not a cruel person." Sun Hao smiled and leaned back on the back of the chair, making him feel a little more comfortable: "Actually, we came here to cooperate with you. We want to help you, but we can't find you for the time being. Time is tight, so we have to change our methods to let you get out of the night."

All the big guys were angry.

Aren’t you fucking cruel people? If you are not vicious, then there will be all good people in the world. The big guys think that they will commit crimes for the rest of their lives. The people they kill may not be as much as you killed in one night.

Why do you have the nerve to say that you are not a cruel person?

Also, are you really here to help us? Are you helping us perish?

This joke is really not funny at all, mom.

"Say this way." Sun Hao saw that his smile did not improve the atmosphere on the field, so he simply said: "We showed our powerful strength, but we don't want to kill them all. Besides, we are not from Gaotan City, so we will not stay here forever.

We will leave, we will only stay here for thirty-six hours. As long as you work with us, there will be endless benefits waiting for you. Even, I know what you are thinking. What you hate the most is Batman, right? We can take action to get rid of Batman for you. As long as we work together."

Sun Hao threw out the most powerful temptation.

But I don’t know that in the hearts of those big guys, Batman is no longer taken seriously.

It turns out that the big guys think Batman is scary, but the guy wearing two wings will cut off their wealth.

But now, if this smiling guy sitting opposite him is not a lunatic, he will definitely be a madman who will kill them. Compared with money and life, it is obvious that it is more important.

Looking at all the big guys in the field and staying silent, Sun Hao continued, "Think about it, the cooperation of more than thirty hours can bring peace to the future."

No one answered the big guys.

Sun Hao frowned and raised his hand, wanting to touch his chin. When encountering something more troublesome, Sun Hao habitually wanted to touch his chin.

But as soon as he raised his hand, he found that the gangsters on the opposite side were already sad and as if they were losing their parents.

At this moment, someone touched.

"Do you want to kill Batman too?" The basement door opened from outside.

The clown tilted his head and appeared at the door

"I originally wanted to make a magic trick for everyone, but suddenly I was in a bad mood."

The clown spoke with his lips pursed, and from time to time he used his tongue to pluck his upper lip.

Shi Shiran walked into the basement, stood in the middle of the table, between Sun Hao and the big guys. "Sorry, I should have come to find yours early." The clown said to the big guys: "But something unexpected happened in the middle, so it has been dragged to the present. Of course, this moment is not bad at this moment."

The big guys were completely lost, and they were obedient like a group of little lambs.

"And" the clown said to the big guys, and suddenly seemed to remember something, turned around and looked at Sun Hao: "Who is the murderer in that alley? Who is the first one to rush out when he was surrounded in the clothing store?"

Sun Hao, the first time the clown appeared, he was already sitting upright. The fatigue that had just appeared had been completely replaced by tension. The key figure appeared.

Everything I did before was just to lead the clown, but now the clown appears.

The people who need to be protected on the main mission and the people who can determine the life and death of all the people in the Blue Team have finally appeared.

"It's me" Sun Hao raised his head and answered the clown.

The clown walked towards Sun Hao and put his whole body on Sun Hao's face. Sun Hao could even see clearly. Every subtle wrinkle on the clown's face covered with oil paint.

The clown looked at Sun Hao left and right, and Sun Hao remained motionless.

After a long time, the clown stood back to the table and thought about something with a serious expression.

"No, it's not you, it's definitely not you." The clown murmured. At the beginning, he just murmured to himself in a low voice, but in the end, it turned into a roar: "How could it be you, no. It's definitely not yours."

Sun Hao did not move, secretly stretched his hand back behind him, and gestured to Wang Qiang, suggesting that Wang Qiang finds an opportunity to leave and report the message: "It's me, nothing wrong. Among the people opposite, maybe someone has seen the battle before. They can tell you if it's me."

The clown turned around and stared at the gangsters, one by one.

"Oh," Maloney smiled bitterly again: "I can't guarantee it before, but I saw the fire in front of the clothing store with my own eyes. It must be him, and there will be no mistakes. Even if my head is cut off, my heart will remember his appearance."

Maloni used his chin to nugget Sun Hao.

"No," the clown looked at Sun Hao again: "My heart won't lie to me, I can be sure it's not you."

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Chapter completed!