Super express

"My time is precious. If you can't be the master, then I will kill all those people, can you be the master?" Wu Hao said lightly.

Hearing Wu Hao's words, Matt's heart almost stopped in fright.

Those people are Thomson's high-level, if they all die, then the Thomson family will become history almost instantly.

Matt didn't know if Wu Hao could do it, but he really didn't dare to bet.

"Mr. Wu, don't do this. I agree to your request and I agree to your request." Matt said quickly.

"But, I don't think you are too convinced by what I said." Wu Hao said.

"No, no, I really believe it." Matt said.

"Then why didn't I see your actions." Wu Hao told Matt about an account."First give me $10 billion in my account."

This account is an account directly opened by Wu Hao in a Swiss bank using technology.

"Mr. Wu, ten billion dollars is really a lot, can you give me some time?" Matt said.

"It's okay, of course I can give you time."

As he said, Wu Hao took out the phone.

There is a man in his 60s who is having a meal with a young girl in a high-end western restaurant.

The man and the young girl were talking and laughing while eating.

Several bodyguards stood around them.

"This person's name is Ian Thomson, and he is one of Thomson's senior officials now." Wu Hao looked at Matt.

The horse nodded.

Although he was shocked, he didn't know exactly what Wu Hao wanted to do.

"Well, let me prove to you, is what I said is true?"

As he said, Wu Hao snapped his fingers suddenly.

Ian Thomson, who was talking and laughing with the girl, suddenly covered his heart, the expression on his face became extremely distorted, and he collapsed on the dining table.

The girl opposite screamed in shock.

The bodyguards immediately surrounded Ian Thomson.

A bodyguard checked Ian Thomson's condition and gave him a simple rescue.

At the same time, call the ambulance.

"In fact, it doesn't need to be so troublesome, just send the morgue list directly." Wu Hao said calmly.

"You...what did you do?"

Matt looked at Wu Hao in horror.

At this time, Matt discovered that this Oriental who seemed harmless to humans and animals was the most terrifying existence.

"I'm just to prove to you that what I said before is the truth. Besides, the waiting time is too boring, I have to find something to do. Let's call a hundred in your bank account. Before the billion dollars, I killed a senior Thomson every few minutes. When these senior executives are all killed, if you have not transferred the money to me, then you have no need to live." Wu After Hao finished speaking, he took a sip of his cigar."Oh, by the way, do you have any whiskey here?"

Matt's hands and feet were cold at this time, and Wu Hao was already as terrifying as a demon in his eyes.

Then Matt called and started to send people to Wu Hao's Swiss bank account.

"Mr. Wu, the transfer will take a while, can you not kill during this time?" Matt said after the call.

"Well, let me give you half an hour. During this time, you can also prepare and transfer this manor to me." After speaking, Wu Hao stood up."Be busy, let me take a tour of my manor."

After speaking, Wu Hao strolled around the manor.

And Matt didn't care what Wu Hao said at all. What he cared about now was how to fulfill Wu Hao's request within half an hour.

I have to say that this villa is very luxurious but full of classic atmosphere.

Wu Hao wandered around the villa with a cigar in his mouth, and soon came outside the room where Crook Howard was.

Crook Howard in the room felt Wu Hao slowly approaching his side, sitting on a chair, not daring to let out the atmosphere.

His feelings told him that the people outside were very scary.

Acknowledging counseling, only admitting counseling, hiding, and absolutely not being able to meet him.

Crook Howard, as a blood race, has a nearly immortal body.

However, Crook Howard knew that his immortal body was just relative.

When facing the existence outside, Crook Howard's immortality is just a joke.

However, the more Crook Howard wanted to stay away from Wu Hao, the more curious Wu Hao was about Crook Howard.

There are so many rooms in the villa, it is impossible for Wu Hao to look at them all.

He can know the situation inside as long as he feels it.

However, when he came outside the room where Crook Howard was, Wu Hao suddenly noticed something interesting.

In this room, there is an energy different from human beings.

This kind of energy is very strange, looming, and very cold.

Wu Hao came outside the room and opened the door.

Soon, Wu Hao saw Crook Howard sitting in a chair with a slightly embarrassed smile on his face.

Also, the girl lying on the bed with a strange expression of enjoyment on her face.

Wu Hao could feel the girl's vitality still there, and in her body there was a breath of the same strange man in front of her.

"Sir, nice to meet you, my name is Crook Howard. You can call me Crook." Crook Howard stood up gracefully and looked at Wu Hao.

"you are not human."

Wu Hao looked at Crook Howard and said suddenly.

The Sky Eye technique directly scanned Crook Howard, and this guy's body structure is fundamentally different from humans.

It's just that it looks like a human.

Such an existence should be called a monster in the Great Heaven Dynasty.

"Sir, you are right. I am not a human being, I am a blood race. However, after living among humans for so many years, I have regarded myself as a member of the human race."

Crook Howard felt Wu Hao's murderous aura, so he could only continue to speak.

No way, if he could run away, he would have run away.

Who wants to face such a powerful existence.

"Blood?! Is it a vampire?"

Wu Hao had heard of the blood family. After hearing that Crook Howard was a vampire, Wu Hao became interested.

"Yes."

Crook Howard nodded.

Seeing Crook Howard confessed, Wu Hao immediately circled Crook Howard a few times, looking at him up and down.

This vampire, but the existence similar to the big zombies.

There are vampires, so are there zombies?

"Are you afraid of sunlight, silverware and garlic?" Wu Hao asked suddenly.

In comics and novels, vampires are afraid of these things.

"Uh..." Crook Howard suddenly raised three question marks on his head. How could such a powerful existence believe in those fictitious things, but he answered honestly, "Our kinsmen are not afraid of these things, but I hate it."