"Because you can live longer."

Ning Fan stood up, drew out his broken sword, and headed straight for Lao Hong's throat.

"Wait a moment!!!"

Lao Hong screamed.

His body was shaking violently.

But seeing his reaction, Ning Fan smiled.

"The fact that He Dongchang sent you to kill me shows that you are quite powerful."

Ning Fan tilted his head and tapped Lao Hong's chest with his finger: "But judging from your temperament, you don't seem to be someone of high status."

Old Hong didn't understand what Ning Fan meant.

Ning Fan's smile deepened.

He could tell what kind of person Lao Hong was.

Walker.

A traveler who lives a pretty good life.

At Lao Hong's age, he must have experienced many life and death situations.

Normally, such people don't have such a great fear of life and death.

But at the same time, Lao Hong's life now should be pretty good.

Being able to work for He Dongchang, according to He Dongchang's style of doing things, he should not be treated unfairly.

Old Hong has worked hard all his life and now he can enjoy himself.

At this time, he was more afraid of death than anyone else.

He didn't have time to enjoy a good life.

Ning Fan likes people like this very much.

“Please…”

Lao Hong knew that Ning Fan was very hard-hearted and his begging for mercy would be of no use.

But even so, his survival instinct still made him do this seemingly meaningless thing.

However, what Lao Hong didn't expect was that Ning Fan smiled brightly.

"Okay, I'll give you a way to survive."

Lao Hong couldn't even believe his ears.

He looked at Ning Fan in shock, wanting to confirm what he had just heard.

"You're lucky."

Ning Fan patted his bleeding shoulder: "I just suddenly thought of a reason to let you live."