C186 They would rather kill by mistake than miss out on it

"Oh, you're the first one to judge me like that …" The young man chuckled.

"It's just that, Liszt, it's just a teaching. No one knows if vampires really exist or not … And you are the only existence … " Laughing, smiling, his face regained its coldness. He frowned, seemingly very dissatisfied and regretful. "Because all those who had such an opinion of me before, are all dead."

In the eyes of outsiders, he was simply a warning.

Mu Xichen was not moved by such a dangerous signal at all, he only chuckled: "This way, I can be considered honored. However, I must remind you, not everyone who angers you must die."

"Is that so?"

The white youth smiled and lightly tapped on the armrest.

The rope suddenly spouted out from both sides of the chair and coiled around Mu Xichen like a snake. In a split-second, Mu Xichen was completely wrapped up, even his arms and legs were tied up.

It wasn't that tight, but it was just a breathing space. If he wanted to struggle free, it wouldn't be that easy.

Mu Xichen was shocked, but no change in emotions could be seen on his face.

He just stood there like that. From his shoulder to his knee, he was tied up with ropes. Only a calm smile appeared on his face. It was as if someone else was tied up.

He finally understood why the furniture was made of metal. It was because metal was easy to be made into a hollow shape, but inside the hollow shape, there were many hidden mechanisms that ordinary people couldn't see.

"Now, it seems that we are of equal standing..."

The young man smiled as he got down from the chair and walked closer.

"It seems that you don't have a sense of security. Or perhaps, my killing intent is too strong, so you can't help but tie me up because you feel threatened. That's why you think it's fair …"

Mu Xichen's tone was filled with ridicule.

The young man's face slightly changed as his forehead jumped. There was a bit of anger hidden inside.

Obviously, the Chinese guy in front of him was too rude and arrogant. There weren't many who would dare to be so arrogant in front of him.

In other words, the arrogant people in front of him, like what he had just said, were already dead.

"You should know who I am. Or perhaps, even if you know who I am, you don't even know who I am." The white youth spoke with a tongue twister that ordinary people could not understand.

His name made many people tremble in fear, but there were also many commoners who didn't even know of his existence.

The young Chinese, who did not know his place, seemed to prefer the latter.

"Of course I know you. From the moment I entered the door, I knew who you were — Keli Ang."

Mu Xichen said indifferently, with a cold gaze that was as cold as autumn water, he looked towards Keli Ang.

Keli Ang quickly took two steps, turned his head around abruptly, and quickly became furious.

He took a step forward and ruthlessly grabbed onto Mu Xichen's neck.

"So you're after me?" There was a murderous look in his eyes. His viciousness was different from the usual bandits' viciousness. However, that killing intent could not be matched with normal bandits.

Upon closer inspection, within that ferocity, there was not only anger, but also a hint of satisfaction.

He was not afraid of others coming after him. He seemed to be looking forward to it.

His fury was merely because of Mu Xichen's arrogance, but his anticipation, was actually because of having such an opponent.

Mu Xichen raised his eyebrows lightly, lowered his eyes and looked at the slender fingers that tightly gripped his neck: "Is this how Keli Ang speaks? "As a gentleman, I should not be so emotional …"

Keli Ang slowly let go of his hands, and the smile on his face became even more obvious.

His emotions had also stabilized, and his tone of voice had also become relaxed.

"Keli Ang, you overestimate yourself. I'm not interested in you. "

After listening to Mu Xichen's bland description, Keli Ang sized him up for a while with great interest, "I am convinced that Selina is extremely beautiful, and that it is enough to attract more men. As for you, you are indeed the first man Selina has brought into the clan.

He paused for a while, then coldly continued, "You can't hurt Selina, she's my only sister."

Mu Xichen curled his lips: "I'm not interested in Selina, so …"

Before he even finished speaking, Keli Ang was enraged, as if he was being looked down upon. He could not tolerate this young man looking down on him, especially not this person who did not care about Selina.

"Then why are you doing this, eh? Tell me! Don't tell me that you risked your life to save Selina, just to save an unrelated woman! What a joke! "

His eyes were wide open, his laughter and anger seemingly out of control.

The transition between laughter and anger was so abrupt and smooth that no one could understand his way of thinking. Mu Xichen revealed a look of disgust: "Do you have to have a motive for everything you do? You are, but I am not. "

Keli Ang continued to laugh.

Do you know who you have defeated? It is a secret organization that had been fighting against the Keli Family for many years … You, one person without a weapon, actually defeated so many people, risking your life and fighting with your life on the line, just to save the Selina who you met by chance and didn't know anything about? Don't you think it's funny? Or do you Chinese traditional heroes have to perform a hero to save the beauty? "

"That is the truth. If not for the invitation of your subordinates, I would not even want to come here... "

Mu Xichen raised his eyebrow in contempt and replied indifferently.

Keli Ang was completely confused by the young man's calm expression.

This young man was too strange. His calmness was truly unsettling.

He yawned lightly and quietly sat back in his metal chair. He looked up at the young man who was tied up and didn't show any signs of weakness. Suddenly, a strange smile appeared on his face.

"In that case, we might as well have some fun. I have a mechanism to tie up the rope, but it hasn't been undone yet. Why don't you untie the rope for me? I want to see how long it will take for you to get out of this situation."

At this moment, Mu Xichen's arm was completely unable to move. He could only use his backhand to grab onto the rope at the corner.

"Alright, I'll trouble you to turn around. Count to ten, then turn around."

Keli Ang looked at him suspiciously.

"What? Worried that I would be tied up and make a move against you? Keli Ang, the you in the rumors, would not be so cowardly, right? " Mu Xichen looked at him mockingly.

Keli Ang pressed on the armrest of the chair, and then the chair turned around.

One, two, three … Neither of them uttered a sound as they silently counted in their hearts.

Keli Ang had just counted to six, when he heard the sound of ropes landing on the ground. He turned his head to look and was surprised, but his face showed an extremely gloomy expression.

Pressing on the skull on the chair, the two ropes shot out once again. Mu Xichen was prepared this time, he quickly grabbed the two ends of the rope and threw it towards the metal pillar beside him, causing the rope to quickly wrap around it.

Keli Ang's face darkened.

If the young man in front of him could be taken into his possession, then he would be a rare talent in the family. If he was an enemy, then his wits and courage would probably make him an unprecedented opponent.

An idea came to his mind. He asked coldly, "Are you here for revenge?"

Mu Xichen was startled, his thoughts jumping, furthermore, with his high ego and vigilance, he probably does not see the entire world as his enemy, so when he thought about it, Mu Xichen laughed: "Right, you have killed countless people, maybe you have even killed some of my relatives and friends before … …"

It sounded like a joke.

However, Keli Ang ignored him and continued to coldly ask: "Boz Family's scheme of torturing others, you actually sent a Chinese here, hmph, how laughable!"

Boz Family... Mu Xichen remembered this name.

However, how was he going to explain this scheme of his?

Mu Xichen shrugged his shoulders, "I admire your ability to associate with others, but …."

"I'm sorry, it's just as you said. I'm used to being suspicious. Therefore, everyone who enters this room will suffer a lot …" Keli Ang laughed softly, a cheerful expression appearing in her deep blue eyes.

Such a smile did not look easy, or perhaps, there was even a trace of terror in it.

Those who knew him well would know that when he smiled, he needed to be on his guard even more.

Just as Mu Xichen was thinking about what suffering he would suffer next, he did not see him do anything, but felt a cold wind behind his head, and wanted to dodge, but it was already too late. A rope dropped from his head, even though his hands were tightly held together, and both his hands were quickly wrapped around the side of his neck, tightly tied up.

As the rope tightened, Keli Ang's smile became more and more blurred.

A severe feeling of suffocation caused Mu Xichen's vision to darken, the joints of his hands were almost broken, and his handsome face had already become the color of a pig's liver due to rapid hypoxia.

In a daze, he heard Keli Ang say, "Definitely no one will tell you that Keli Ang has a habit. Other than being suspicious and being firm, he would rather kill a thousand wrongly than to kill a single one …"

Mu Xichen's consciousness also started to break down.

In his mind, many figures quickly flashed past, and in the end, Lin Qing ran towards him while wearing her wedding dress.

He tightened his grip and a soft knife as thin as a cicada's wing jumped out from his waist. As it fell, he used his foot to lift it without even looking at it. The blade went straight for his neck.

Even Keli Ang was stunned.

He understood what Mu Xichen was trying to do, but if he did that, he might as well commit suicide.

This scene played out without any change in expression, but it was especially soul-stirring.

Mu Xichen didn't care about anything else as the blade pierced the gap between his fingers. He quickly slashed the rope, causing the rope to fall, and both his hands were released, but two of his fingers were already dripping with blood.

Droplets of fresh blood swiftly dripped onto the ground. It was the wound from the soft knife.

After experiencing the tribulation of life and death, there was no expression that could be seen on Mu Xichen's face. After taking in a few deep breaths, his complexion gradually recovered its whiteness.

The more indifferent his expression was, the more Keli Ang felt that it was a provocation, and the more contemptuous it was.