"Open the door!" Li Xiaoyou slapped the door panel hard, but no one answered her.
After filming for a long time, my palms were swollen, but there was not even a sound of footsteps.
She was a little desperate, more afraid.
What happened? How could she be... kidnapped by Mu Chenfeng? Leaning against the door panel, her body slid down weakly, feeling anxious and confused.
Mu Chenfeng, you won't hurt me, right?
She knew that he would not hurt her, absolutely not.
Just because of her determination.
outside the door.
The banging on the door stopped, but Mu Chenfeng's eyes became more complicated.
No one knew what he was thinking, except for the cold thing in his hand, the finger that pulled the trigger, and that moment of turning around.
***
"Third Young Master, do you want to kill him?" The mysterious black-clothed attendant respectfully asked the cold man sitting on the sofa.
"Kill him?!" Mu Chenfeng sneered with contempt in his eyes. "I don't care about his life."
He looked at his watch, as if waiting for someone to arrive.
At this moment, Duan Changhai, with his hands tied by ropes and a hood on his head, was listening keenly to everything around him. Under the mask, his expression was not panicked, as if he had expected that such a day would come to him.
"Mu Chenfeng...are you Mu Hongguo's youngest son?" Duan Changhai tried to ask softly, and there seemed to be some emotions in his words that outsiders could not hear.
Mu Chenfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, stood up and walked to him, but made no move to remove his hood. "You are not worthy of calling me by my name!"
He spoke coldly, clenching his hands into fists several times, but in the end they were hanging loosely by his sides.
The men in black waiting around seemed to turn a blind eye to the deep hatred and murderous intent in his eyes. Even if Mu Chenfeng raised his gun at this moment and shot the person in front of him, they would not blink an eye.
They must be well-trained, after all, they are called killers.
They are all from the most secret branch of the successfully bleached "Night Sword" organization. A small group with agile hands, sophisticated equipment, and extremely advanced scientific and technological means, which is not recognized by society, or cannot be recognized.
of people.
"You hate me." Duan Changhai was not angry because of his angry and contemptuous words, but said firmly and calmly.
"No, you are wrong." A glimmer of light flashed in Mu Chenfeng's indifferent eyes, and he smiled instead of being angry. "I just want to kill you, or cut you into pieces."
Therefore, I don't hate you, and I won't have any more emotional entanglement with you.
Even if you are my father.
The silent sneer in his heart seemed to be heard by Duan Changhai, and he suddenly laughed at himself. "There are many people in this world who want to cut me into pieces. Are you sure you can successfully kill me?"
"Scum!" Mu Chenfeng snorted coldly, his expression gloomy to the extreme.
If he hadn't waited for the person who was supposed to come, he would have ended his lingering life long ago.
There are many accidents in life, but he never thought that Li Xiaoyou would be involved in the accident of this scumbag.
Mu Chenfeng didn't want her to see his murderous side, even if the two of them couldn't be together in the end. He also wanted to retain a less cruel image in her heart.
However, today was completely ruined by this bastard!