Zhang Chengye soon came up from the swimming pool, and walked towards Wang Hao while wiping his body.

Wang Hao, who was lying on the ground at this time, probably because he lost too much, his eyes were getting dark and he had no strength to speak at all. He could only look at Zhang Chengye who was close to him with a hatred. He thought with great sadness: "Fuck him, it would be great if he could have some strength. Before he died, he would also pull Zhang Chengye, the bastard, to death together."

After scolding Zhang Chengye, he began to greet the ancestors of the Beijing Film Academy in his heart.

Zhang Chengye saw Wang Hao's hatred gaze and showed a contemptuous smile on his face. He reached out and pulled Wang Hao's clothes on his chest, glanced at the wound, and said, "I'm so lucky. I didn't die if I got a single knife in the chest."

"I'm catching you for living. Is the money doubled?" Beijing Ying walked over and asked Zhang Chengye.

"Are you Beijing Film Academy?" Zhang Chengye turned his head and stared at Beijing Film Academy and asked.

Beiying nodded.

"Why do you want to see me?" Zhang Chengye took a few steps back, and immediately two bodyguards blocked him, putting his hands in his pocket, looking very alert. He probably had already grabbed the gun in his hand. As long as there was any abnormal movement in Beijing Ying, they would immediately draw the gun and shoot him to death.

Beiying smiled slightly on her face, but was cursing in her heart. The carefully designed plan was about to come true, but she never expected that Zhang Chengye was still so cautious and couldn't help but think about whether he could kill him with one blow if he took action at this moment?

It is very difficult to find or approach Zhang Chengye, so Beijing Film Academy can only use Wang Hao as bait. Otherwise, with his ability, Wang Hao will die even if he has nine lives. How could he still be alive now? That knife seems to be stuck in the chest, but in fact it avoids the heart and lungs and the major arteries. Wang Hao's dizziness is because he has not bandaged and has a little bleeding.

"I have a business I want to do with Mr. Zhang," said Beijing Film Academy.

"What business?" Zhang Chengye asked, but his figure still hid behind the two bodyguards intentionally or unintentionally, maintaining a safe distance from Beiying.

"Before discussing the next business, can Mr. Zhang pay the money for this time first?" Beiying said lightly, without any expression on her face, she looked very calm, but she was always thinking about whether to take action, because the longer the time delayed, the smaller the chance.

"Yes, I'll transfer the money to you through a foreign bank immediately." Zhang Chengye said, then walked to the recliner and sat down, snapped his fingers, and a woman wearing glasses walked over quickly.

"Transfer money to him." Zhang Chengye said to the woman.

"Mr. Zhang, how much does it transfer?" the woman asked.

"Two million."

"Okay!" The woman turned around and left, but soon walked back with a laptop and placed it in front of Zhang Chengye.

Zhang Chengye entered his password and pressed the confirmation button.

All this was operated in front of Beiying. When Beiying saw the transfer successful, she laughed loudly and approached Zhang Chengye two steps. But the next second, the other party's voice came: "Stop, just stand there and talk about any business."

"Mr. Zhang, what does this mean?" Beijing Film Academy asked.

"I don't believe you." Zhang Chengye answered very frankly: "To be precise, I don't believe in a killer, so you retreat to the position you just now, otherwise, don't blame my subordinates for being unreasonable. Also, look at your chest."

Beiying looked down and found a small red dot on her chest. She couldn't help but feel nervous: "Infrared sight?"

"What is this?" Beiying asked in a confused manner.

"Just just in case, I arranged a sniper. You'd better not move around. This sniper won the title of King of the entire army back then." Zhang Chengye threatened him.

"It seems that Mr. Zhang doesn't trust me anymore. Well, it seems that there is no need to negotiate the next business." Beiying felt depressed. He thought that using Wang Hao was enough to make Zhang Chengye believe in him, but he never expected that the final result would be like this. He felt a sense of frustration in his heart: "Goodbye!"

"Slow down!" Zhang Chengye's voice sounded.

"What are the instructions for Mr. Zhang?" Beiying stared at Zhang Chengye and asked. His muscles were tense and he was ready to fight to the death. Even if he couldn't leave today, he would still have to take Zhang Chengye's back. He had this confidence, even if he had a hand around him.

"Say, why do you have to see me in person?" Zhang Chengye lit a cigar, took a sip, and asked at Beiying who was about to leave.

A killer wanted to see him, but his first reaction was that he would probably come to assassinate him, but Beijing Film Academy said he could bring Zhang Chengye alive. If he disagreed, the assassination order on the dark web would be invalid.

At this time, Zhang Chengye felt that he could not deal with Wang Hao. He had planned many assassinations before, but unfortunately he failed in the end. Even Du Bonian, who was doing his job for him, was in trouble at this time. Suddenly, many official forces in Linhai City could not continue to mobilize, leaving only a little Japanese named Miyamoto Nosuke. Unfortunately, there was no news, and Zhang Chengye had lost confidence.

At this time, Beijing Film Academy contacted him through the dark web and requested a meeting. The meeting ceremony was Wang Hao who was alive. He clearly felt that it was inappropriate, but he was in the mood to get rid of Wang Hao and finally agreed. However, he agreed to it. However, he arranged a large number of bodyguards around the villa and transferred a sniper.

"Mr. Zhang, offending a killer is definitely not a wise choice." Beiying did not surrender to Zhang Chengye's threat, but instead spoke with a sneer on the corner of her mouth.

"Haha..." Zhang Chengye suddenly burst into laughter and said, "I don't care what purpose you are in. Since you are here today, don't rush to leave." After that, he waved his hand and huh, and more than a dozen men in black suits quickly ran out around the swimming pool, each of whom was holding guns in his hands and pointed at Beiying's head.

"Beijing Film Academy? Asia's No. 1 Killer, I don't know why you survived until now. A person who is as stupid as a pig can become Asia's No. 1 Killer, tsk." Zhang Chengye sarcastically said to him.

"Mr. Zhang, what do you mean?" Beiying asked calmly in front of more than a dozen pistols, but this calmness brought a little pressure to people.

"If I'm right, you want to use this waste as bait, and then find a way to get close to me and kill me, right?" Zhang Chengye pointed to Wang Hao, who was lying on the ground and asked Beiying.

Beiying was stunned because this was one of his plans, but there was no emotional fluctuation on his face. He could become the number one killer in Asia and would have been able to fall ahead without changing his face.

"Yes, I really want to kill this waste, so you took advantage of this mentality. Unfortunately, you forgot, who is I? I will play this trick at the age of three." Zhang Chengye sarcastically said to Beijing Film Academy.
Chapter completed!