Obviously, the seven weren't here to kill them. So what were they after,With a cup of warm water in hand, Bei Chenlin glanced at Wang Zhuangui and the servants beside him. With a casual wave of his hand, a pile of silver bills was stuffed into Wang Zhuangui's bosom.,With a pillow in tow, Bei Chen Lin hurled himself at Yun An An like a weapon, pinning her tightly beneath him.。