A young man was pinned to the wall by a long sword. The sword pierced through his chest, penetrated his body, and nailed into the wall.
The man retched blood from his mouth, his head drooped, the blood still dripping, but his life had already been lost.
This scene stunned the crowd that rushed in.
"He's Sun Hao!" said Loli. "What's going on here?"
Lin Fan had already swept his gaze around the entire room.
Immediately, Lin Fan walked over, lifted Sun Hao's head, and reached into Sun Hao's collar, pulling out a white handkerchief.
On the handkerchief, there was a line of text written in blood.
"Mr. Lin, I hereby notify you: Be prepared with 1 billion within a day. I will come to collect it. If I can't receive the money, the next dead person will be Li Zixia! Tang Sect, Chen Jianping."
Lin Fan's face darkened.
It indeed was the Tang Sect!
