Lanjing is no better than Meizhou and has a curfew.
At this time, there were very few pedestrians on the street.
Mu Yunhan didn't want to cause trouble, so he ordered the driver: "Go faster."
As a result, as soon as I turned a corner, the road was blocked by someone.
A maid stopped in front of her car arrogantly. She seemed to be very polite, but in fact she was very arrogant and said: "Miss Mu, our lady would like to ask you to pass the car and say something."
Mu Yunhan glanced at the nearby alley.
In the dusk, a two-horse chariot with a green cover and red tassels was parked in an alley, half-hidden.
She vaguely guessed who the other party was, smiled immediately, and said lazily: "I'm sorry, we don't know each other well. I'm very tired. If your wife is interested, you might as well make an appointment another day."
If I ask her to come over, does she have to come over?
What's wrong!
The servant girl frowned and lowered her voice very displeased: "Our lady said, if you don't want your loved ones to suffer, please cooperate."
Are loved ones suffering from sin?
Mu Yunhan's anger suddenly jumped up, but his face was still nonchalant: "Are you threatening me?"
The maid said calmly: "I don't dare to threaten you, I just want to help the girl understand the facts."
Mu Yunhan chuckled: "That's really embarrassing. One of my closest relatives is in the army, under the command of Wu Yanzhuang, the Marquis of Wu; the other is by my side; and the third one is nowhere to be found... You guys
Madam, do whatever you like!"
Xiaomi snapped: "Get out of here!"
The servant girl suddenly raised her head, her eyes were cold and stern: "It seems that the girl has been punished with a toast..."
Mu Yunhan knocked on the wall impatiently, and the driver drove the carriage without hesitation.
The servant woman snorted coldly, and grasped the horse's bridle tightly with her hands like lightning.
The horse neighed loudly and raised its front hooves, but was unable to break free from her hand.
Xiaomi sneered, and a piece of Bailian ejected from the car and rolled towards the maid.
The servant woman seemed to have a blind eye in the back of her head. She grabbed the horse's bridle with one hand and Bai Lian with the other, making the carriage unable to move forward even half a step.
Xiaomi tiptoed, jumped out of the car, and instantly fought with her.
Mu Ying's face turned slightly pale. Seeing Mu Yunhan sitting calmly and watching the battle, she also sat up straight and watched the battle quietly.
At this moment, another old woman walked in the dusk, with gray hair and chicken skin, standing tremblingly in front of Mu Yunhan's car.
With both hands raised, the car curtain automatically moved without wind, exposing the Mu Yunhan sisters to the public.
"Miss Mu, my wife would like to ask you to pass by and have a chat."
The old grandma's voice was particularly unpleasant, like a steel wire scratching on porcelain, sharp and harsh.
Mu Yunhan's expression was a little more cautious. He quietly protected Mu Ying behind him and smiled slightly: "Your wife is so sincere, why don't you come here in person?"
"Hehe..." the old mama laughed horribly: "Our lady is delicate and delicate, and doesn't like to walk, so we have to feel sorry for the girl."
She smiled and stretched out her hand towards Mu Yunhan.
Under the dusk, the hands seemed to be covered with a layer of old tree bark, which was cracked and dry, skinny and bone-like, and the nails were as yellow and twisted as tree roots, like life-threatening claws extending from hell.
A ray of cold light mixed with cold wind shot down from the side of the car. There was a slight "click" sound, and several withered and twisted nails flew to the ground.
The old grandma was furious and glared resentfully at Mu Jie, who was standing beside the car with a knife and cold eyes: "You dare to cut off my hand?"
Mu Jie was too lazy to talk nonsense with her and rushed forward with the knife in hand. The two of them instantly fought. (To be continued)