In addition to Fang Tian and Fang ya, the rest of the people also showed a look of shock.

Lin Hao smiled and didn't care about the expression of the crowd. He was close to the face of the man with Phnom Penh glasses and his mouth was slightly cold. The dagger slowly inserted into the neck of the man with gold rimmed glasses, and a trace of blood flowed out along the dagger. "I don't know if I can run away later, but I know that if you don't sign the contract now, you will die now."

Lin Hao's words seem to be squeezed out of his throat. They...