Chapter 361

The man laughed and stampeded out the smoke. "Boss mu, you are still as rampant as ever."

"Is it?" The tall and straight man asked slowly, "is Mozhan sending you or San Bo?" In essence, it doesn't seem to make any difference, but if you look at it carefully, it's still slightly different.

"You also know that the Mu family looks like the third uncle is in charge of the family, but in fact, most of them are already in power." In other words, Yu Zhanling is listening to him now.

Mu Cheng's thin lips conjured up an almost invisible radian, "does he want my life?"

"I told you not to go back to Mu's house all your life." People are creatures with perceptual behavior. They can go wherever they want. It is impossible to really control others. The only thing they can control is the dead.

It's no accident that Mozhan wants him to die, but Roy's mouth is slightly open. They are brothers and relatives! Even if there is a contradiction, the blood relationship is there.

"It has nothing to do with my woman. You let her go." When she's here, Mucheng will be distracted.

It's rumored that boss Mu has been changing women's clothes and making peach news all the time, which is like his own style. However, his voice is still thought-provoking. "Boss mu, she hasn't talked about the women in your arms, but she has already seen us. Do you think I can let her go?"

The thin lips of the man pursed into a sharp straight line, "you dare to move her, I'll kill you!"

Roy looked up at him, with a different attitude from the last time when she was kidnapped. At the moment, his jaw was tight and his face was like a bomb that would explode at any time.

The threat of being in a vulnerable situation is not great. "I'm sorry, she's your woman, so it's not innocent to be buried with you."

Mucheng still firmly encircles her waist. Her handsome face shows the deep and introverted temperament that does not match his age. It is a kind of deep temperament that precipitates with age. It forms a strong aura and confronts with a group of people who point guns at them silently.

She bit her lips, silent for three seconds, she slowly raised her lips, "this is Ancheng, you dare to hurt me, my father and my brother will split you up."

The man in the broken flower shirt just looked at her. Her beautiful face exuded a high temperament, but he couldn't see the embarrassment of being pointed at by someone with a gun.

On the contrary, she has a fearless face, which is worthy of being a woman in Mucheng.

"But it's a pity that we always do things cleanly. No one will know that you died in my hands."

Roy left the man's arms a little, raised his face and said with a smile, "I'll discuss something with you. Can you be on time, don't miss the kind that makes me want to die."

When she said this, her tone was faintly contemptuous. For the first time, she met such women and asked them not to miss.

Mucheng's ear moved slightly, his deep eyes narrowed quietly, and the waves in his eyes came.

No answer, she sneered, "this request can not be done, how do you mix ah, dregs!"

The man in the ragged sweater was not irritated by her. He raised his hand and said, "you don't think they are professional, so I'll do it myself. Now you should be satisfied."

Roy raised his eyebrows. "Oh, you're their head. You should be a little better than them."

Pull the safety switch. "What about your man?"

She looked at the black muzzle of the gun, nervous a tight, opening with a smile, "that can't compare, my man is the most powerful in the world."

"But no matter how powerful he is, it won't protect you!" The voice falls, the sharp bullet breaks out of the chamber, but it's not clear whether the gun is aimed at Mucheng or Roy.

Luo Yi's eyes were wide open. For a moment, it seemed that she was really waiting for the judgment of death. She held her big palm around her waist, and the blue veins on the back of her hand jumped up, clearly with forbearance.

All of a sudden, the bullets coming from another angle quickly pierced through the bullets facing them. In the panic, she was hugged by him, turned around and hid behind the tree, and then the gunfire started closely. She always grasped his chest clothes tightly, did not look up or shout, and closed her eyes and did not dare to open them.

I don't know how long it was, she heard him say, "OK, it's OK."

Roy slowly opened his eyes, where the face is full of dazed, staring at him, Mucheng single hand holding her face, kiss her lips, low voice comfort, "it's OK, don't be afraid, eh?"

She still didn't slow down. How could she not be afraid? She just didn't show it. She had no worries about food and clothing since childhood. She was innocent and happy. Even if she had troubles, it wasn't a big deal.

Because compared with life, many things are insignificant.

Seeing through her, a man pretending to be calm frowned and put away his gun without expression. Ah Wei ran over, looked at the woman beside him, and then asked, "brother, Mufeng is dead, what should other people do?"

"Don't leave any of them," the man said

There, someone knelt down. "Brother Cheng, please let us go. We are all transferred from the ancestral temple. We just obey brother Feng's orders. Please let us go. We will be your people from now on."Many people kneel on the ground at any time, like a broken eye in the past.

These are all human lives. He said not to keep any of them?

Then he said, "if you can betray Mozhan today, you may betray me tomorrow. What's the use of keeping you?"

The anger between mu Cheng's eyebrows and eyes was very heavy, and he didn't hide it at all, just like he was born with bloodthirsty in his blood vessels. "Awei, don't need me to teach you how to do it. When you're done with it, come to me."

If they didn't realize that awei was near here just now, they would be hard to get away.

Roy grabbed his arm and said slowly, "they've asked for mercy. Can you Don't you kill them? "

It's very difficult for her to say her words in this strange world.

The indifferent man looked down at her, "I don't do it first this time, the person who will die in the future is me."

The strong will always be strong, and the weak will only be manipulated and eroded. Obviously, he has never been the weak side.