With that said, Nan Juefeng patted Yang Mufan on the shoulder. Seeing that he was still burying his head deeply, he turned to say, "Smoke a cigarette and calm down."
After saying this, Nan Juefeng spread his hands towards Tianlang.
Sirius immediately handed over the cigarettes and lighter.
Nan Juefeng skillfully opened the cigarette case and handed it to Yang Mufan.
Seeing that he had no intention of taking the cigarette, he forcibly took one out and stuffed it into his hand.
The moment he touched Yang Mufan's hand, Nan Juefeng made a shocking discovery: Yang Mufan's hand was so cold that there was no warmth at all.
He exclaimed in disbelief: "Second brother, are you okay?!"
After a long time, Yang Mufan slowly raised his head.
The handsome face stained with a lot of blood stains was exposed to everyone's eyes bit by bit. The originally enchanting red blood had long since dried up and turned dark red. It was even more firmly engraved on his uncanny and delicate face, reflecting the strange
, the terrifying halo of death.
His cold and frightening eyes were directed towards Sirius like a sharp sword. He asked coldly in a low and hoarse voice: "Have you caught me?!"
Sirius couldn't help but be frightened out of his wits by the expression of the demon in admiring the hell in admiration. His breath was suddenly cut off. He looked at admiring admiring fan blankly. After a while, he came back to his senses. He quickly lowered his head and replied respectfully: "Second brother,
Sorry, when Tianhu and I chased him upstairs, the man had already escaped."
"...Waste——!!" There was dead silence in the corridor for a few seconds, and then there was an earth-shaking, thunderous roar from Yan Mufan.
He suddenly jumped up from the bench, moving as fast as a cheetah. With a "swish" sound, he ran to Sirius in the blink of an eye and kicked him hard: "I can't catch anyone.
You actually have the nerve to come to see me?! Are you waiting for me to praise you or praise you?!"
Sirius staggered and fell heavily to the ground in a state of embarrassment, clutching his abdomen in pain. Warm, salty liquid quickly gushes out of his abdominal cavity and flowed out from the corners of his mouth, but he did not dare to raise his hand to wipe it: "Second brother
, I’m sorry that I didn’t catch that person, Sirius is willing to accept the punishment, and asks the second brother to punish him.”
Yang Mufan felt that his chest was burning with raging anger that could not be extinguished. He was gouging out Sirius with hatred, his angry eyes as if he wanted to tear him into pieces.
He gritted his teeth viciously: "Condemn me?! I really convict you, can you bear it?!"
Tianhu stood aside in astonishment, his face turned pale and ugly, and he couldn't stop trembling all over.
As for Shen Mengxin, she knew that Yang Mufan had always been cruel and ruthless, but she had never seen such a terrifying and terrifying Yang Mufan.
Obviously this matter had nothing to do with her, but she was still frightened by the hazy aura emitting from Yang Mufan's body.
Yang Mufan stared at Sirius coldly for a long time, and then shouted angrily: "Sirius, please listen clearly to me, and immediately mobilize a wave of An..."
"Second brother!!" Before he could finish speaking, Nan Juefeng immediately interrupted.
Yang Mufan, who had always had a tacit understanding with Nan Juefeng and the others, immediately realized something. He turned his head expressionlessly and said to Shen Mengxin who was sitting upright on the bench: "You have nothing to do here, you can either go back to the ward or
Go back to Muyuan."
When Shen Mengxin heard his cold voice without any warmth, her heart went numb. She felt desolate, and at the same time...it was also ironic.
