Nangong shaojue walked downstairs directly in his nightgown. His cold amber eyes became more and more fierce and terrible. Standing on the second floor, he saw Muye owl in a gray suit. From a distance, he didn't change much from five years ago. His face was still pretty and evil.

Nangong Shao Jue's eyes fell on him. He was bloodthirsty and Yin cold, and his whole body's aura suddenly rose, and some of the depressed people couldn't breathe.

At the moment of Nangong shaojue's appearance, Mu night owl raised his eyes and looked at those cold and terrible amber eyes, but his eyes still looked so calm. There was no fear in his handsome face, so he knew it well.

Just like the calm before the storm, listening to the sound of Nangong Shao Jue walking down the stairs step by step in the repressed space, they all beat on people's heart, and they can't breathe.

Looking at Nangong Shao Jue walking down step by step, Muye owl's look was so calm that he couldn't see what he was thinking at the moment.

Downstairs, Nangong shaojue walked directly to the sofa. The tall figure sat heavily on the sofa, folded his long legs, put his hands on the sofa, and looked at the owl with cold eyes.

"In such a hurry! I wanted to live a few more days! " The deep and cold voice is full of strong bloodthirsty taste.

But the night owl's look is still so calm, without the slightest fear.

He lifted his thin lips and said, "of course my life is not very important! But now I need to save my life to save my wife! "

Words fall, the tense air seems to surge up in an instant, accompanied by a thick blood gas, that pair of cold amber eyes instantly stained with blood, terror to the extreme.

"It seems that you really want to die!" A gnashing voice sprang up.

When all the hearts felt this frightening breath, their hearts were raised to their throat in a trance, but the tall and handsome figure of Muye owl was still tall and straight, and his silver hair was floating slightly.

The sunlight that penetrated in fell on him, as beautiful as God, so dazzling.

"Whether you admit it or not, I know that the only one is suffering now. Of course, I have the obligation to save her and her baby. Nangong shaojue, if you continue to go your own way, you will kill their mother and son!"

There was a strong air in his cold voice, and he didn't seem to be affected by Nangong shaojue.

"I'm here today to take the only one to Mexico!"

The words fall, only hear a burst of wild laughter, strong ironic taste, laughter frighten the whole villa, listen to people can't help shaking.

After the end of the laughter, Nangong Shao Jue took back his eyes and looked at moyeowl with a pair of sharp eyes. "Moyeowl, do you think your brain has become inflexible because of sleeping too long? Do you know where you are now? What are you talking about? "

Muye owl just stood there quietly with his hands in his pockets.

"Of course I know what I'm talking about? What are you doing? " A cold voice.

Nangong shaojue looks at moyexiao with a pair of icy eyes like a sword. Looking at his calm and indifferent appearance, he really wants to tear his face.

After a long pause, he said, "what! Are you here today to hand over the antibiotics? Maybe I'll consider sparing your life today for the sake of your sincerity

“……”

"As a husband, of course I will save my wife." Mu night owl still so calm said, completely not afraid of Nangong shaojue that already gloomy and terrible handsome face.

"Muye owl, dare you say it again!" There was a strong sense of warning, the sound of cleft palm bones could be heard, and the amber eyes became stained with thick blood.

Mu night owl fixed his eyes on shangnangong shaojue, without the slightest gallbladder tremor.

He continued, "if you really want to save her, I have to take her to Mexico now!"

Words fall, only heard a bang gun sound suddenly rang out, accompanied by a burst of tearing pain sound.

And the only Su who wants to wake up in a daze hears the sound of the gun and suddenly opens his eyes. His big eyes can't hide his panic.

The heart beat abnormally, flustered.

Suddenly sit up straight, because Su's only action, Nangong Lin who is sleeping on one side is awakened, gets up and rubs his eyes, sleepy. Originally, because of his mother's affairs, he didn't sleep well these days. Last night, leaning against his mother, he really wanted to sleep all the time, so he slept very deeply.

Su Wei one droops Mou to look at South Temple Lin, relaxed for a while, "nothing! Xiao Lin, keep sleeping! Mom's out looking for Dad! "

As soon as she said that, Su Wei opened the quilt, stepped over nangonglin, got out of bed, walked towards the door, took off the coat on the hanger and put it on. She did hear the sound of the gun just now.

"Mom!"

Nangong Lin worried and called, then he got out of bed and put on his coat.

Just now, Nangong shaojue did not hesitate to shoot directly at the left chest. In a moment, Muye owl's white face was pale, and the bright blood color between the corners of his mouth fell down.

The silver suit in front of the left chest instantly infects and opens a blood colored flower, which is strange.

His tall body is shaking and shaking. His right palm is subconsciously placed on his chest. The blood drops down along the fingertips and falls on the ground. He is unable to kneel on one knee and supports his body with all his strength.

Slowly moving the palm, the gun aimed at the head of moyeowl, the index finger pulled the trigger, looking cold and heartless, without the slightest emotion.

Mu night owl shakes his eyes and slowly raises them. He looks at the muzzle of the gun between his pupils, but he still can't see the slightest fear in his eyes.

The pale lips outlined a strange smile.

Also standing on the side of Nangong shaojue, Yan Yan had an extremely bad premonition at the moment when the young master shot.

Nangong shaojue looked at his calm face. His anger surged like a volcano. He suddenly got up and strode toward the owl. Every step felt like the arrival of the God of death. His terrible look was like Asura coming from hell, full of the smell of death.

Dun lived in front of him, looked at the owl, slowly raised his hand, the muzzle of the gun directly against his eyebrow position. Gritting his teeth, he said in a cruel voice: "I admire the night owl! I'll let you have no way to heaven and no way to hell today And the night owl's trembling eyes are still so calm, without the slightest fear of death.

The sound of pulling the trigger is clearly heard in the dead space, and the tense atmosphere seems to be about to break.

All of a sudden, at this moment, I heard a voice of excitement and fear: "stop it!"

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes looked at the figure rushing down on the second floor, breaking the strong breath of death.