The richest man in the magic city

Mr. Bartlett's eyes were cold, and there was a burst of cold light.

He stared at Fang Xiaoru coldly, and said disdainfully: "I really didn't expect you to have black hole bombs and all kinds of weapons in your hand. The difference caused me to fall into your hand.

But I warn you, if you dare to move me, the Bartlett family will never let you go!

Although your Universe Group is a bit of a scale, in front of the Bartley family, it is still not enough!"

"Ha ha."

Fang Xiaoru smiled coldly, looking at Mr. Batley with contempt.

"The huge Bartlett family is nothing more than a piece of fat in my eyes.

Don't worry, it won't be long before the Bartley family, which has been standing for hundreds of years in O State, will be taken over by me."

Now that Fang Xiaoru and the Bartley family have completely broken, one of the two parties must be defeated or annexed.

Fang Xiaoru was already thinking of annexing the Batley family.

If the World Group annexed the Bartley family, it will play a vital role in promoting the implementation of his next "plan".

Mr. Bartley sneered and said, "You can dare to wishful thinking if you are a world group!"

Upon hearing this, a chill flashed across Fang Xiaoru's eyes.

Indeed, as Mr. Bartley said, even though the Universe Group is the world's largest listed company.

But it is still extremely difficult, or even impossible, to annex the huge Bartley financial empire.

He holds terrifying lethal weapons such as world fighter jets, Mark armor, and black hole bombs. If he wants to destroy the Bartley family, he can do it in a short time.

But if you want to annex, it is extremely difficult.

The Bartlett family is a financial empire that can be destroyed, but difficult to annex!

Thinking of this, Fang Xiaoru's eyes became more cold.

The voice was extremely cold, "I asked you to speak on your knees, who allowed you to stand!"

As soon as the words fell, a sea-like coercion radiated from his body, swept toward Mr. Bartlett like a strong wind and rain.

In an instant, Mr. Batley's face paled, and his legs were soft as if he was struck by lightning, and he knelt down on the ground involuntarily.

He struggled vigorously, growled frantically, trying to get up, but couldn't do anything.

It seemed that there was a huge mountain pressing on his head.

The more he struggled, the more majestic the coercion.

"puff!"

At the end, he snorted and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, his face extremely pale, without a trace of blood.

He stared at Fang Xiaoru angrily, his eyes were bloodshot, his eyes almost popped out, gritted his teeth and said:

"You dare to insult me ​​like this, it's hateful! Damn!"

"You are ready to meet the anger of my Batley family!"

"The anger of the Bartley family will surely engulf the World Group and make you fall from the altar and become a beggar!"

Faced with the roar of the Batley family, Fang Xiaoru just said indifferently:

"Hehe, what you said does not exist. Even if it exists, you can't see it anymore."

His cold eyes showed killing intent for the first time.

This killing intent was even colder than the north wind blowing in the twelfth lunar month.

Mr. Bartlett shuddered all over, but was shocked by this murderous intent and could no longer speak.

Fang Xiaoru's cold voice continued: "From the moment you shot my woman, your destiny has been doomed.

Now, go to hell for me, go with your trash son."

After all, a qi flew out of Fang Xiaoru's fingers and went straight into Mr. Bartlett's heart.

The next moment, Mr. Bartlett was shocked, his eyes widened, and then he slowly fell to the side.

At this time, his breathing has been paused and his heartbeat has stopped.

Since then, Mr. Bartlett, who controlled the economic lifeline of O State, died!

Known as the helm of the Fifth Empire on Continent O, he just passed away.

If this news spreads out, it will surely cause a global uproar and cause economic shocks in O State.

Fang Xiaoru casually glanced at Mr. Bartlett who fell on the deck, and ordered the people around him.

"Go and publish a message, and let Dongfang in the capital of will leave quickly!"

"Guru."

Next to Fang Xiaoru, a steel man in Mark's armor swallowed hard.

In his eyes, it was incredible.

The power of the black hole bomb was already revealed when the rocket was intercepted just now.

And that black hole bomb is only the least powerful!

Fang Xiaoru glanced at the Iron Man who was in shock, and said faintly, "Don't you go?"

"Yes!"

The Iron Man immediately responded and turned around to complete the task assigned by Fang Xiaoru.

"For many years from now, this organization will remember my name."