"Save--" Before he could finish his words, a blood mark had been scratched on his neck, killing him on the spot!
Before long, the entire mansion was littered with corpses. One of the guards in black grabbed a servant and asked, "Where is Mu Zhenhua?"
"He...he is in the study -" Just as the servant finished speaking, his neck felt cold and he died!
In the backyard of Hanyue Pavilion, Mu Fenghua was practicing boxing against a big tree. Suddenly he heard a faint cry for help and frowned slightly. What happened?
A large group of women were kneeling in Youda's living room. These were Mu Zhenhua's wives and daughters, as well as the surviving maids!
But on the chairman's seat in the living room, a man in a black coat narrowed his eyes dangerously, waiting for something. Soon, the man he was waiting for was escorted up!
"Who are you, let me go, let me go..." Mu Zhenhua was escorted forward by two men in black. His feet hurt, and he knelt down with a plop.
When he raised his head, he saw that familiar face, those narrow eyes, as dark as the stars in the dark night, and the black cloak like the wings of a devil.
"You, you are..." The trembling voice could not say a complete sentence.
"Have you forgotten me so soon?" he reminded kindly, with a murderous look in his eyes!
"Jun...Young Master..." Mu Zhenhua pointed at the man in front of him, trembling all over.
"You still remember me? I'm so touched!" Mr. Jun raised his lips, grabbed his hair, and pressed it on the table: "Then you should still remember what I said three days ago? Where is the thing I want?"
Mu Zhenhua screamed out in pain and shouted in panic: "Excuse me, I really didn't take it! Please let me go, it's none of my business..."
"Oh, really?" Mr. Jun's lips curled up, and a dagger suddenly appeared, and he thrust it out suddenly!
"Ah..." The screams echoed in the hall, and everyone was frightened!
The dagger was inserted into Mu Zhenhua's palm and nailed to the table! Blood flowed along the table to the floor.
"Aren't you still willing to say it?" There was a hint of cruelty on Mr. Jun's ruthless face, and another dagger was held in his hand.
Next, where should I stab it?
And above the cantilevered beams of the roof, in a corner where no one noticed, Mu Fenghua looked coldly at the bloody scene in front of him, his brows slightly furrowed, this man had a very murderous intent!
How dare you break into a house and kill people in broad daylight? Is there no royal law in this world?
"Young Master Jun, I really don't know anything, I don't know..." Mu Zhenhua refused to admit it until he died, because he knew that once he admitted it, this man would kill him if he knew the whereabouts of the things, saying
He will die faster if he comes out!
In order to save his life, he would not say anything even to the death!
Young Master Jun narrowed his dangerous eyes, and suddenly, he shifted his gaze to the woman and child kneeling on the floor in the hall. Suddenly something occurred to him, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He winked at Wei Qingfeng, who was standing next to him. Qingfeng immediately understood what he meant and dragged out the youngest girl from the crowd, who was probably only about five years old.
"Mother, mother..." the little girl cried and shouted, struggling.
"Wan'er, Wan'er, let go of my daughter quickly, don't hurt her, don't hurt her..." The woman hugged Qingfeng tightly to prevent him from taking her daughter away, but was kicked away by the other party.