Hao Jian did not know that this man had known about him for many years and had stepped into the dark world because of him, just to pursue Hao Jian's footsteps one day.
"Even if you compliment me like this, it won't help, your heart has been removed, and you are undoubtedly going to die."
Hao Jian felt somewhat embarrassed and said, "What's going on here? I finally kill someone, and it turns out to be a fan of mine. How awkward is that?"
"It doesn't matter, I am happy to die by your hand. I am happy to see you before I die." The man said he was happy twice in a row, showing a slight smile of relief, then his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed weakly.
Hao Jian looked at him deeply, sighed, took out a cell phone from his arms, and dialed a number.
"Is it done?" The voice of Liu Bohong came from the other end.
"They're all dead." Hao Jian casually replied with a smile, but the smile quickly faded, turning into a fierce expression, "You killed them!"