The leather shoes stepped on the broken glass, making a harsh sound and rustling sound.

Just as the glass wall collapsed, the old man's calm eyes, which were as calm as a lake, also shattered the glass and disappeared, replaced by a hint of panic and anger.

Looking at the old man in front of him, Zhou Huan never thought about the consequences that would be caused by killing the other person. He never thought about whether killing an old man was a cruel thing.

So he doesn't think about anything now, nor does he want to think about it.

Some people think too much and do too little.

Some people think too little and do too much.

Zhou Huan, no matter what the matter is, will do it after thinking about it.

He never thought he was a big man. Even when he was at his most glorious country in Country D, he always warned himself and understood that he was just an ordinary little person.

He didn't even know how much impact what he, a so-called little man, would have on this country D.

Then, he stretched out his hand, and then his hand slowly landed towards the old man's neck...

The old man's somewhat distracted eyes quickly closed and regained his glory.

He experienced too many moments of life and death in his life, but at that moment he was not even more thrilling as Zhou Huan stretched out his hand at him.

But when it disappeared at this moment, the experienced and tough-minded old man once again showed calmness and leisure on his face.

He did not try to touch the specially made firearms on the sandalwood chair. Because the scenes that happened before made him very clear that the young man in front of him had unparalleled terrifying strength in these aspects.

The moment Zhou Huan's palm was about to fall, the old man suddenly smiled and said to Zhou Huan: "Drink tea? The best Dahongpao from China?"

When Zhou Huan heard the old man's words, he looked at the old man's smiling face and felt a little shocked, thinking to himself if he should say thank you?

He was going to kill him at this time, but he even asked himself if he would drink tea?

Facing death so calmly and so light and quiet, Zhou Huan felt a little emotion in his heart, and he admired the old man's calmness.

Of course, Zhou Huan didn't know and wouldn't have thought that this was actually just a misunderstanding.

The old man is also a human being and is also afraid of death.

However, the old man didn't want to die so painfully and dull. Moreover, he was also worried that if he died, there would be some chaos in Congress D.

He didn't want to see the chaos in Country D, nor did he want to see the desolation of Country D after the War because of his grandfather's mistakes.

Nowadays, Country D has gradually developed steadily in the world. Although it is no longer as powerful as it can conquer the world in the past, no country dares to underestimate it.

This is his father's credit, and it is also his credit.

Therefore, he was worried that after his death, Country D would take another path under the control of those ambitious powerhouses.

There was no expression on Zhou Huan's face. Perhaps only in this way could he calm down his mood.

He withdrew his palm, slowly stretched out his hand, picked up the teapot on the tea table beside him, gave himself a cup of dark red tea, and took a sip.

The tea has been cold, but it is not bitter, but it is a little sweet and has a fragrance on its mouth.

Although he doesn't know tea, he also knows that the cup of tea tastes really good, and I think it's as the old man said.

"Thanks."

Putting down the teacup, Zhou Huan looked at the old man, "Thank you for your tea!"

"Haha." The old man smiled faintly, "Why don't you take action as soon as possible?"

Zhou Huan was stunned for a moment and smiled, "Did you see it?"

"Of course." The old man nodded, "If you really want to kill me, you won't drink that cup of tea at all. And how could a real killer talk nonsense with a target who is going to be killed? This is not only irresponsible to the killer's industry, but also irresponsible to his own life."

"I didn't expect you to know so much about the killer ranks?" Zhou Huan was a little surprised.

"Many people understand the principle that all diseases become medical treatments." The old man smiled and said, "And, since I was born, I will be assassinated several times every time. Over time, I will understand the industry of killers more than ordinary people."

Zhou Huan looked at the smiling old man in a daze. For a moment, he felt that the old man in front of him was also very pitiful.

However, it is not his turn to be pitiful to a big man like the old man.

Zhou Huan moved his sore, painful and stiff body with difficulty, then leaned on the old man's chair and slowly sat on the ground.

At this moment, Zhou Huan seemed to be exhausted and looked at the pile of broken glass in front of him with a smile.

“Make a deal.”

"You have shown your strength and you are qualified to trade with me." The old man was also looking at the pile of broken glass, but he breathed a sigh and nodded with a sigh, "I'm talking about it, do I have a choice now?"

He knew that he would not have to die at this moment.

This feeling is really good!

“Of course there is.”

Zhou Huan leaned against the armrest of the sandalwood chair and said without blinking: "Since it's a transaction, it must be fair. Moreover, you didn't realize that some people seem to be willing to watch you die? Otherwise, why haven't they appeared yet?"

How could the old man not think of the problem that Zhou Huan could think of?

Because of Zhou Huan's words, the smile on the old man's face disappeared, and his eyes were cold and scary.

The old man was angry. Of course, this anger was not directed at Zhou Huan in front of him. Instead, at this moment, he was very grateful for Zhou Huan's appearance.

If Zhou Huan had not appeared, how could he have seen the puppets he thought he was in control? In fact, he would have had the heart to replace him long ago?

"Tell me about your deal." The old man asked in a deep voice.

"How about playing a show with me?"

Zhou Huan felt that his eyelids had started fighting, but he suppressed his fatigue and sleepiness, "I want to see what kind of reaction will be when some people learn that you die."

When he said this, the old director appeared in Zhou Huan's mind.

He really didn't want to doubt the old director, but the old director ordered that the old man had been committed suicide by himself, the powers of Country D did not appear to rescue the old man. Is this really just a coincidence?

So, he wanted to know what would happen when the old director received the message, or when Vincent and others of power would hear the news about the old man's death.

He must confirm it, otherwise his heart will never settle down.

Zhou Huan's words made the old man stunned for a moment, and then sighed, "What a smart little guy. So, is this transaction our own need?"

With the wisdom of the old man, how could he not guess what Zhou Huan was thinking?

"Is that true?" Zhou Huan nodded bitterly, "But I want to attach a condition..."

"Tell me."

Zhou Huan slowly closed her eyelids.

"I'm so tired. After the storm, let me go home!"
Chapter completed!