Xu Wenxuan was displeased. Extremely displeased.
Looking at how the Ancient Battle of the Gods was getting more and more heated, he got even angrier.
Especially when the box office of the Ancient Battle of the Gods was released, it broke countless records and dominated the headlines of various entertainment news websites. Xu Wenxuan was so furious that he was about to burst into flames.
Liu Xiaofei, Fenghao, and Xu Wenxuan smashed their computers when they saw the headlines of the Ancient God Wars on the various websites.
Why? Why did this happen? The one who should have appeared on the headlines should have been him, Xu Wenxuan, and at most, Liu Xiaofei, and not some Feng Hao. Damn it!
Damn it! Damn it!
Why did this happen? Why didn't the production crew invite him to take part in the Ancient Battle of the Gods? Why was the production crew indifferent even after he expressed his desire to take part? Why did they not replace that Feng Hao even though he had invested 300,000,000 into it?
If he had taken part in the Ancient Battle of the Gods, the one who would have appeared on the headlines would have been him.
The box office on the first day broke 1.375 billion, and the cumulative box office broke 5 billion in 8 days. It was estimated that the box office would break 10 billion.
In other words, as long as one could take part in the Ancient Battle of the Gods, they would definitely be able to join the 10 billion celebrity club.
But, why did the Ancient Battle of the Gods choose a newcomer who had no fame at all instead of him?
That's right. After watching the Ancient Battle of the Gods, Xu Wenxuan had to admit that Feng Hao's performance as the 'Emperor' was really outstanding. That aura of a king that looked down on all living beings was something that no one could find fault with.
Xu Wenxuan had to admit that he couldn't compete with him. At the very least, he couldn't have performed so well.
But, who was Feng Hao? He was a newcomer who had no fame at all. On the other hand, he, Xu Wenxuan, was an A-list celebrity. If he could take part in the Ancient Battle of the Gods, he would definitely bring a lot of fame to the event.
This was not something that a newcomer could compare with.
If he could take part in the Ancient Battle of the Gods, then that would be the combination of the strong. And, the Ancient Battle of the Gods would definitely be even more explosive than it was now.
But, why, why …!
Xu Wenxuan roared in his heart. He thought about how Feng Hao and Liu Xiaofei were on the cover of the headlines. All of this should have been his.
Xu Wenxuan sat on the sofa, panting. After a long time, he slowly forced himself to calm down.
Xu Wenxuan glanced at the two people who were still dominating the headlines of the major websites, and a sneer slowly appeared on his face.
Feng Hao, since you've taken away everything that should have belonged to me, then don't blame me!
Xu Wenxuan took out his phone and searched for the number that he had saved but had not contacted for a long time.
"Dao Ba, I want to buy someone's life. Five million."
"Who is it?" A cold voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Feng Hao!" Xu Wenxuan gritted his teeth.
"That Feng Hao from the Primordial God Battle?" The voice on the other end of the phone said coldly.
"En!"
"Five million is not enough. Ten million!"
"Ten million? Why don't you just rob someone! "Xu Wenxuan's expression changed drastically as he said angrily.
There was no reply.
The voice paused for a moment. After a few seconds, the corner of Xu Wenxuan's eyes twitched, and then he said with a steely expression, "Fine, ten million it is. I want him dead within three days."
"Deal!" After the cold voice said that, the call was immediately hung up.
Xu Wenxuan held the phone tightly as he heard the beeping sound of the phone being hung up.
Feng Hao, you stole something from me. Even if I can't take it back, I can still make you lose everything.
Go to hell and repent!
…
After the Primordial God Battle went on for ten days, Zhang Yi finally couldn't help but organize a celebratory party. However, he didn't go outside. Instead, it was held in the villa, and the participants were limited to a few people in the villa.
In the afternoon, Zhang Yi brought back a whole car full of good alcohol. That night, everyone was shrouded in joy, and Zhang Yi dragged them to drink until the sky turned dark.
Even Xia Mengmeng was so amused that she took a small sip. Then, her face instantly turned red, and she was sent back to her room in a drunken stupor.
After a night of fooling around, everyone was so drunk that they were either lying down or sitting in the living room. Only Feng Hao remained sober from start to finish.
After all, to Feng Hao, drinking alcohol was no different from drinking water.
Standing in the living room, looking at the messy sofa and coffee table, as well as Zhang Yi, Xiao Lei, and Xia Shilan, Feng Hao shook his head helplessly.
These guys were drunk to their heart's content, but in the end, he had to clean up the mess.
But looking at the three different beauties lying drunk in front of him with their clothes half undone, even with Feng Hao's composure, he couldn't help but feel his heart heat up.
But at this moment, Feng Hao's eyes suddenly narrowed, and his figure suddenly disappeared.
Killing intent …
Four to five hundred meters away from Zhang Yi's villa, at the top of a thirty-story building. It was late at night, and the wind was howling. A man in a dark camouflage uniform was lying low in the corner of the building. His line of sight was in the direction of Zhang Yi's villa.
And in front of him, even in the dark, was an anti-materiel rifle that seemed to be slightly reflecting light, like a venomous snake waiting to pounce on someone.
The man in the camouflage uniform locked onto the direction of Zhang Yi's villa through the scope on his rifle. He didn't shoot immediately, but waited quietly, looking for the right opportunity.
"Who are you!"
A faint voice suddenly came from behind him. The man in the camouflage uniform only felt his body instantly go cold. Almost without thinking, he grabbed the rifle and rolled on the ground. At the same time, he flipped over and stood up.
The anti-materiel rifle in his hand pointed in the direction of the voice, and he pulled the trigger fiercely.
Feng Hao snorted coldly. His figure moved slightly, and the rifle that shot out, with a violent whirlwind, brushed past his shoulder.
After the shot failed, the man in the camouflage uniform's hands loosened, and the anti-materiel rifle in his hand fell straight to the ground. Feng Hao's gaze involuntarily followed the drop of the anti-materiel rifle.
And in the instant that he lowered his head, the man in the camouflage uniform instantly pulled out a pistol from his waist, and then pointed it at Feng Hao and continuously pulled the trigger.
Eight bullets were fired almost instantly, and the sound of gunshots rang out continuously.
Feeling the eight bullets piercing through the air, Feng Hao's right hand shook in front of him without raising his head. Then, under the horrified gaze of the man in the camouflage uniform, he slowly released his palm.
The eight bullets fell to the ground with a swoosh.
The eyes of the man in the camouflage uniform suddenly widened, and a kind of indescribable fear shrouded his heart.
Monster …!
The man in the camouflage uniform took two steps back with a face full of fear. His heels stopped, but he was already near the edge of the roof, and there was no more room for him to retreat.
"Who are you!" Feng Hao once again spoke indifferently.
The corner of the man in the camouflage uniform's eye twitched. Then, almost without thinking, he suddenly threw the empty pistol in his hand at Feng Hao. At the same time, he turned around and fiercely leaped toward the roof.
He actually directly jumped down from a building that was more than thirty stories high.
Feng Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, but very quickly, the corners of his mouth curled into a trace of a cold smile.
The person in the camouflage uniform jumped down from the 30-story building and pulled on a knot somewhere on his body. In an instant, a rope hidden in the darkness appeared and disappeared from time to time.
The man in the camouflage uniform gripped the rope tightly with both hands and slid straight down.
In ten seconds, he directly slid down from the roof.
When his feet landed on the ground, the man in the camouflage uniform did not even have time to catch his breath. He directly untied the hook of the rope, and then hurriedly turned around.
However, just as the man in the camouflage uniform turned around, a white jade-like right hand instantly grabbed his neck, and fiercely pressed him against the wall behind him.
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