Super mall system

Chapter 441 Revenge
"Don't worry, I won't eat your food."

"Oh, all right."

Zhao Hao withdrew his will from inside, turned his head to Gorkys and said, "Let's go father-in-law, maybe we can still catch up with the dinner."

"Well, what about the lion? How is it? Have you signed an equal contract with you?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Haha, actually, it's not a big deal, just look at the son-in-law, you have a black unicorn, that little red lion, and four different things, so can you share the four things with me?"

"Yes." Zhao Hao nodded.

"It's really possible, that's really great." Gorkis waved his fist excitedly, "You are one of my best sons-in-law."

"Oh, what do you mean? You have several sons-in-law, but I remember you only have one daughter, Bayeva."

Zhao Hao looked at Gorkis suspiciously.

"Haha, I said something wrong, the best son-in-law I've ever seen. Good son-in-law, please transfer the master-servant contract to me."

"Hahahaha, I won't."

Zhao Hao, who was still laughing a while ago, immediately froze the expression on his face, "The real strength of Sixiang is not what you see, so I don't have the ability to make it sign a contract with you now. I'm a little confused about the signed contract."

"Oh, then your son-in-law is not very good."

Gorkis's face was completely paralyzed now, and he responded with a slap in the face.

The two left the place.

"Ah."

But when Zhao Hao was flying towards his Ritianzong residence, his eyelids kept twitching.

And when they were still twenty or thirty miles away from the Zongmen's residence, they could smell a faint smell of blood in the air.

Ten seconds later.

I saw all the people of Ritianzong standing in the square, all with wounds on their bodies.

In front of them, there was a bunch of Caucasians.

Among them, the strength of five people is in the late stage of god refining, and the remaining twelve people are also at the peak of the middle stage of god refining.

The mental power swept over one of the people in the late stage of refining gods, and Zhao Hao knew the origin of this group of people.

This person is called Rosso, Rothschild, with a combat power of 75.

"Revenge for Ferrer? Hehe."

"Hua people, please tell me clearly, where is your suzerain Zhao Hao? Tell me the location, and I will spare your life, otherwise, I would also mind letting you have a taste of your own Ling Chi execution."

Luo Suo held Hao Yuan with one hand, and a dagger with faint blue light appeared in the other hand, leaning gently on Hao Yuan's neck.

"Tell me, or start with you."

"I don't know, I really don't know."

"Oh, it seems that you still want to die, so I'll send you to see Satan." After finishing speaking, Rosso was about to exert force with his right hand.

"Satan is coming."

With a loud roar, Zhao Hao's body separated from Mo Qilin, and he stabbed out with a sword.

The blade of the sword happened to block Rosso's dagger.

"Aha, you are finally willing to show up. We took a lot of elixir and broke through to the late stage of refining gods, just to kill. Are you surprised?"

Luo Suo turned his head, showing a sinister smile, the dagger immediately shifted its target, and attacked Zhao Hao like lightning.

"He is the one who killed my brother. Kill him first, and then kill everyone here."

"Yes."

Those people were divided into four waves, and each wave was led by a person in the late stage of refining gods, and they came to kill them.

(End of this chapter)