He took a step forward and continued to speak: "Do you think we are scared by saying this?! I tell you clearly that Yang Mu'an is still too young now. Secondly, even if he remembers, even if he holds a grudge, so what?
! In any case, he and our second brother are also relatives with the same blood. How can this relationship be broken down by just saying a few words?!"
"Ha~!!!" Ji Lianjing said coldly with disdain, "Since you don't care at all, I don't bother to explain anything. Today, I fell into your hands and died badly. It was all my own negligence. I don't complain.
Anyone. But please tell Yang Mufan that even if he dies and I become a ghost, I will not let him go."
After saying that, Ji Lianjing suddenly tightened her fingers on Mu Wanqing's neck.
Almost instantly, her breath was cut off, and the oxygen that humans rely on for survival disappeared in an instant. Mu Wanqing felt that the breath of death was like a tsunami, sweeping towards her overwhelmingly, suffocating and frightening.
.
She firmly held Ji Lianjing's hand around her neck and tried to pull it away.
After all, survival is the most basic human instinct.’
Seeing their mother being grabbed by the throat and trying to take her name away, Nan Juefeng and the others were really indifferent. They admired An's evil spirit and roared at the top of their lungs: "I let you shoot and kill him——!"
!!!!!!!”
Looking up to Mu An, his eyes were a bloody red.
At the moment when Mu Wanqing thought she was dead, Yang Mufan's cold but unusually sonorous and powerful voice rang out unhurriedly: "Since my son said to shoot him, why are you still standing there?!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Wanqing's eyes were dizzy and blurry, and she saw: the special forces standing neatly at the door, wearing uniforms, split into two, and making a way from the middle. The next moment, they were just wearing simple white shirts.
, but an unusually majestic man appeared with a strong aura.
"Second brother."
"Second brother!!"
"Second brother!!!"
Nan Juefeng, Wei Yutian, and Li Aoran shouted in unison.
Li Aoran said: "We also want to shoot. But Huangfu Ye is too cunning."
With Mu Wanqing in front of her, there was no blind spot in 360 degrees where she could shoot.
Yang Mufan ignored Li Aoran, but turned his cold but unruly eyes to Ji Lianjing: "I will give you another chance, either let Mu Wanqing go, or she will be cut into pieces by me, and she will die without a complete body.
.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Lianjing's proud and excited voice sounded coldly: "Yang Mufan, have you seen it?! Your son is looking at you helplessly. Looking at you, his mother and son died tragically,
But you were indifferent. Even if I were torn into pieces by you, I would be very happy to think about your future life."
Yang Mufan's eyes darkened, he tugged his thin lips sideways, and while slowly making a sound, he quickly rotated the silver pistol in his hand, and then pointed the black muzzle at Ji Lianjing: "I only count three.
"Sound, if you don't let me go, I'll make your head and blood burst."
Facing Yang Mufan's threat, Ji Lianjing was completely dismissive. He just blocked Mu Wanqing more tightly in front of him, and at the same time strangled her neck harder.
Seeing how stubborn he was, Yang Mufan didn't bother to talk nonsense to him. He shot Ji Lianjing without blinking...