The richest man in the magic city

(Old irons, I have deleted all the extras, and won't post extras! The text will be updated until the end.

In addition, the author is not afraid of opening new books.The author Jun’s new book has been opened. The title is "Chu Liuxiang, the Pirate in the City".

The editor said that the three words Chu Liuxiang should not appear, and the name may be changed next week, and we will be notified.

Now that the author's new book on the shelves has been updated, I will continue to write the text of this book!)

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In the huge room, only the faint moonlight came in.

Tennin Iga and his two sons stood silently, behind them is the door, but they didn't move.

It's not that they don't want to move, but they don't dare to move!

Because the auras in their whole bodies have been locked by a suffocating aura, as long as they move casually, they will most likely be killed in the next moment.

The room was surprisingly quiet, breathing and heartbeat became very clear, and the air seemed to be condensed.

Under Fang Xiaoru's gaze, the faces of Iga Tennin and his son turned pale.

Especially his two sons, there is no trace of blood on their faces.

Fang Xiaoru's gaze contained a palpable coercion, which made them feel a suffocating fear of death.

One of Iga Tianren's sons couldn't bear it after all, his body trembling, and finally his knees bent, and he knelt down fiercely.

He knelt very hard, and the sound of his knee colliding with the ground was also loud, and the brother who was so big beside him also knelt down.

The two brothers knelt on the ground with their knees.

In this kind of cold weather, dense sweat appeared on their bodies, and the sweat completely soaked their clothes!

As for Iga Tennin, he looked at Fang Xiao in amazement.

He never thought that there are such powerful people in the world.

Just relying on the aura and coercion on his body, he was completely unable to move, and he felt a tremor from the depths of his soul!

"I said, you just have so little strength, how can you dare to assassinate me?"

I turned on the lighting in the room, walked to the cabinet on the side, and poured myself a glass of red wine.

After taking a sip of the elegant tasting, he looked at Iga Tennin, whose body was shaking like a swing, and said lightly:

"Wake me up from my sleep and affect my rest. Do you know what the price is?"

When he said this, although he used a very plain tone, he heard the three people of Iga Tennin and his son, but they were no less than the whispers of the god of death.

With a puff, Iga Tianren still did not resist the pressure radiating from Fang Xiaoru. Like his two sons, he bent his knees and fell to the ground.

Fang Xiaoru said slowly while tasting the wine, "I am a person who has always been rewarded and punished. If you dare to assassinate me today, you must have come here with a mortal mentality.

Hmm, let me think about how should I punish you?"

Fang Xiaoru was holding a wine glass with one hand and rubbing his chin with the other, as if thinking about how to torture them.

"Spare...Spare!"

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

In the coercion of Fang Xiaoru, like the sea, and listening to his words, the two sons of Iga Tianren suddenly kowtowed in fright and begged for mercy.

Ants are still surviving, let alone people.

In the face of unmatched forces, they had no choice but to beg for mercy.

Although Iga Tianren did not kowtow like his son, desperately begging for mercy.

But from his eyes, he could still see a strong desire to survive.

Fang Xiaoru put down the red wine, walked slowly in front of the three of them, father and son, looked at them condescendingly, and said lightly: "Do you want to survive?"

The two sons of Iga Tennin said without hesitation.

"Think, think!"

"I want to live, I don't want to die. Please don't kill me."

Fang Xiaoru turned his head to look at Iga Tianren, and said jokingly, "Where are you?"

Hearing this, Iga Tianren's expression changed.

But after all, he is not a samurai, and he has no Bushido spirit.

Nor is it the ninja of ancient times, without the courage to regard death as home.

Finally, the desire to survive took the upper hand, closed his eyes and said, "Yes!"

"Well, if that's the case, then I will give you a chance." Fang Xiaoru said to Iga Tianren in the expectant gazes of the three of Iga Tianren and his son:

"I want you to send the second princess of your emperor to my room. I don't know if you want to."

Iga Tennin's face was blue and white, and he was fighting between heaven and man in his heart.

Finally nodded and said: "I am willing!"

A mysterious smile appeared on Fang Xiaoru's face. With a wave of his hand, the red wine in the glass was spilled on Iga Tianren, and it turned into ice in the middle, and fell into his body.

"This is a talisman of life and death. Without my antidote, if it happens, life will be worse than death.

If you want to suffer less, then bring me the second princess of your emperor as soon as possible."