They picked up the phones at the same time, and their expressions changed obviously. After looking at each other, they spoke at the same time.
"He's coming!"
"He's coming!"
"He's coming!"
Ma Feihao's face darkened, and he said in surprise, "I didn't expect him to really come. But unfortunately, except kneeling, he can't do anything. In front of Han Tiansheng, he has no room to resist."
Next, their mobile phones rang again.
The same picture appeared on their phones from different angles.
"This..." "What is this guy doing?"
"He... he's carrying a coffin.”
Ma Feihao looked at the photo on his mobile phone. He was so scared that the glass in his hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces with a bang.
At this time, Ma Feihao only had one feeling—his scalp was numb.
In the photo, Samuel, holding a coffin in one hand, stood outside the gate of the villa of the Hannigan family.
Ma Feihao was thirsty and his hands were trembling. He picked up a bottle of water and took a sip. Then he rubbed his eyes, as if he couldn't believe what he saw was real.
"Is this guy crazy?" Ma Feihao took a deep breath and immediately called his planted guy, asking him to make a video call.
When the video call was opened, the scene of Samuel carrying the coffin appeared vividly in front of them.
At this moment, everyone was staring at Ma Feihao's mobile phone, and even their eyes were reluctant to blink, for fear of missing this wonderful show.
"Brother Hao, he's so bold to send Han Tiansheng a coffin!"
"This guy must be crazy. He must have lost his mind. Otherwise, how dare he do that?"
"He's courting death. He's courting death. Han Tiansheng can send Wu Youfeng a coffin. What right does he have? Does he think he has Han Tiansheng’s ability?"
Ma Feihao took a deep breath continuously to calm himself down. Samuel’s appearance was an accident, and his lifting of the coffin was even more shocking.
"This guy, although he is my enemy, I have to admire him," Ma Feihao said. Even though he was very unwilling to admit Samuel’s bravery, this scene appeared in front of him, and he had to admit it.
At this moment, Samuel's voice came from the other end of the line.
"Han Tiansheng, a high-grade peach wood customization coffin. Will you accept this gift?"
This sentence shocked the whole Chinese District. In addition to Ma Feihao and his gang, there were many people watching the video call through their own informers.
Countless people were stunned by this sentence. No one had expected Samuel to appear like this.
"He has nothing to fear?" Or did he know that he couldn't escape death, so he wanted to die more bravely?
The answer was unknown. They could only continue to read
At the Qi's Villa.
Qi Donglin's chest rose and fell very obviously. He gasped for breath and said, "I have never seen such an arrogant person like him in my life. He is too arrogant. I feel my blood boil when I look at him."
Usually at home, once Qi Donglin became rough, Ouyang Fei would stop him. But now, Ouyang Fei was not in the mood to do so. All her attention was on Samuel.
Qi Yiyun was standing beside Samuel. Strangely, Ouyang Fei was not worried about Qi Yiyun. Instead, she was looking forward to it.
Being able to stand beside such a man was something to be proud of.
After all, such a shocking thing was not something that an ordinary man could do.
"Look, this is what a man looks like," Ouyang Fei said.
Qi Donglin was not qualified to mock Samuel at this time, and he had no objection to Ouyang Fei s words.
"Yes, this is a real man, but in this world, how many people can do this to his level?" Qi Donglin said with a sigh.
"He has to give birth to a son like Samuel. He's a blockbuster. How nice it would be if he were my son-in-law," Ouyang Fei said regretfully. It was a pity that she was just fantasizing about it. After all, Samuel already had a child!
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