Song Pingting and her parents both looked at Lin Ting in anger.
She gritted her teeth, took out her mobile phone from her handbag, and called the police.
But what she didn’t expect was that the call could not be made.
It turned out that Lin Ting not only used the power of Jiangnan King Tang Beidou to order Zhong Hai not to leave the police tonight.
He also sent people to use high-tech means to block all the signals of the China Overseas Grand Theater.
In other words, in this grand theater, no communication equipment is available and cannot be used.
Even at all the exits of the theater, there was a group of murderous men in black guarding them. These men in black were all Lin Ting’s men.
He has completely controlled this place. Without his permission, no one in the Grand Theater can communicate with the outside world, nor can they leave the Grand Theater.
Song Pingting’s eyes were desperate, she knew it was impossible to ask for help.
She looked not far away, the corpses of the Dongying people around the stage, and then looked at Yash Nics who was already facing Wu Chi on the stage.
She didn’t hesitate anymore and gritted her teeth and said, “Okay, I agree to sign the assignment contract.” When
these words were spoken, Song Zhongbin and Ma Xiaoli were both surprised.
Ningda Group’s share price is close to 10 billion, and its future is unlimited.
In order to save Yash Nics, my daughter did not hesitate to give up the 10 billion company to others!
However, Song Zhongbin and Ma Xiaoli did not stop Song Pingting.
They also knew that if Song Pingting did not submit.
Then Yash Nics will be killed by Wu Chi and become the seventh corpse in the Grand Theater.
Seeing Song Pingting’s promise, Lin Ting raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a wicked smile, and applauded: “Haha, Miss Song really cares about love and righteousness. For her husband, tens of billions of assets are treated like shit.”
“However, From the moment you called the police, you lost the opportunity to choose this time.”
Song Pingting’s face was pale and she lost her voice: “What did you say?”
Lin Ting said with a sneer, “Hehe, I said you are only doing it now. It’s too late to choose, so appreciate how your husband was beaten to death in public.”
Song Pingting’s face changed drastically again, and she was shocked and angry, and said angrily: “You hurry up and let the lunatic on the stage stop, if you kill If my husband is dead, don’t even want to get the Ningda Group, let alone get the agency of liver cancer vaccine.”
Lin Ting smiled slightly: “Hehe, you are not only one relative.”
Song Pingting’s eyes stared at him in horror. This man, this man is well dressed, but he is a demon!
Lin Ting’s eyes turned to the stage, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: “A good show is about to be staged!”
Sure enough, on the stage, Yash Nics and Wu Chi were ready to do it.
Countless audiences at the scene looked at the two people on the stage with complex faces.
Just now when Dongying clown Miyamoto ghost bullied old Mr. Qin Shiyue and humiliated the Chinese hero, Yash Nics stepped forward without hesitation.
The audience at the scene had a good impression of Yash Nics, and everyone hoped that Yash Nics would be fine.
However, this dirty and messy martial arts lunatic, the strength is really terrible, he killed 6 Miyamoto ghosts in one shot!
At this time, countless people at the scene were worried for Yash Nics.
Many people even covered their eyes and couldn’t bear to see Yash Nics being beaten to death by a lunatic.
Yash Nics had a calm look. He stood with his hands in his hands and looked at Wu Chi indifferently: “You were sent by Tang Beidou, you are good at it. Qingben, how can you be a thief?”
Wu Chi said excitedly: “You are a very powerful strong man. With this alone, I can’t wait to compete with you. I want to unscrew your head and enjoy the excitement of beheading the strong.”
His eyes Shining with a frenzied color, he had already smelled the powerful aura in Yash Nics’s body.
It was like a tiger smelling the scent of another tiger, making his nerves tense, every cell was excited, and his fighting spirit was high.
Yash Nics looked at the martial idiot like a fierce beast, the last trace of regret in his eyes had disappeared, and said indifferently: “It seems that although you are good at your skill, you have been controlled by the desire to kill. Losing your humanity is no different from a beast.”
“Since you are you
If you want to kill me, then fight!”
