Sweet Pillow Pet: The CEO's Exclusive Wife

Chapter 185 It's better to kill by mistake than to kill by mistake
"Oh, you are the first person to comment on me like this..." the young white man chuckled.

"It's just that, Rist, it's just a teaching. No one knows whether vampires really exist... But you are the only one..." Smiling, laughing, his face returned to that kind of coldness, as if He was very dissatisfied and frowned regretfully: "Because, the people who commented on me like this before are all dead."

He just said it in a straightforward manner without any threat, but in the eyes of outsiders, it was basically a warning.

Mu Xishen was unmoved by such a dangerous signal, and just smiled lightly: "It's an honor for me to say this, but I want to remind you that not everyone who offends you must die."

"is it?"

The caucasian young man smiles and taps lightly on the armrest.

Suddenly, ropes spewed out from both sides of the seat, winding towards Musi like a snake, wrapping him tightly in an instant, binding his arms and legs, and it took only a second before and after.

It's not too tight, but it's just a space for people to breathe. It may not be so easy to break free.

Mu Xishen was shocked, but there was no big emotional change on his face.

He stood there like that, from his shoulders to his knees, he was all tied up with ropes, but with a calm smile on his face, it seemed that someone else was tied up.

And he finally understood why these furniture are made of metal, because metal is easy to make hollow, and inside the hollow metal are hidden many mechanisms that ordinary people cannot see.

"Now it seems that we are equal when we speak..."

The caucasian young man smiled, got off the seat, and approached a little bit.

"It seems that you are very insecure, or that I am too murderous, and you feel a sense of crisis, so you have to tie me up, so that you feel fair and equal..."

Mu Si Shen's tone was quite mocking.

The young caucasian man's complexion changed slightly, and there was a slight twitch on his forehead, revealing some little-known anger hidden in it.

Obviously, the Chinese guy in front of him is too abrupt and too arrogant. There are really not many people who dare to be so arrogant in front of him.

In other words, the arrogant people in front of him, as he just said bluntly, are already dead.

"You should know who I am, or, even if you know who I am, you don't know who I am at all." The Caucasian young man said a tongue twister that ordinary people could not understand.

His name made many people famous and frightened, but there were also many ordinary people who didn't know his existence at all.

This Chinese boy, a Chinese boy who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, seems to be more inclined to the latter.

"Of course I know you. From the moment I walked in, I knew who you were—Corleone."

Musi said calmly, and looked towards Corleone with his calm eyes, as clear as cold water in an autumn pool.

Corleone took two quick steps, turned his head suddenly, and quickly became furious.

He took a step forward and grabbed Mu Xichen's neck fiercely.

"So you're here for me?" There was a fierce light in his eyes. His fierceness was different from that of conventional gangsters, but that kind of murderous aura was beyond the reach of conventional gangsters.

Look carefully, in that ferocity, apart from anger, there is also a hint of pleasure.

He is not afraid of others coming to trouble him, and seems to be looking forward to it.

His anger was only because of Mu Xishen's arrogance, but his expectation was because of having such an opponent.

Musi raised his eyebrows lightly, and looked down at his slender fingers tightly clutching his neck: "This is Corleone's way of speaking? As a gentleman, you shouldn't show your emotions like this..."

Corleone let go of his hand slowly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious.

His mood has also stabilized, and his tone of speech has also relaxed.

"Corleone, you are too overestimating yourself. I am not interested in you."

After listening to Musi's calm statement, Corleone looked at him from top to bottom with interest for a while: "I'm sure Serena is very beautiful, enough to attract more men, and you, indeed, are too. Serena is the first man in the family, but I must remind you that I have the obligation to protect Serena from harm."

He paused for a moment, then continued coldly: "You can't hurt Serena, she is my only sister."

Mu Xi hooked his lips: "I'm not interested in Serena, so..."

Before he could finish speaking, Corleone became furious again as if he had suffered contempt. He couldn't tolerate this young man's contempt for him, especially his indifference to Serena.

"Then what are you doing for, huh? Tell me! Don't tell you that you saved Serena with all your might, just to save an irrelevant woman! What a joke!"

His eyes widened, his laughter and anger were uncontrollable at all.

The switch between laughter and anger was so abrupt but smooth that people couldn't understand his way of thinking at all, and Mu Xichen showed a look of disgust on his face: "Do you have to have a purpose in everything you do? You are like this, but I am not."

Corleone continued to laugh.

"You are very skilled. Do you know who you defeated? It was a secret organization that had fought against the Corey family for many years... You alone had no weapons, but you defeated so many people. You fought desperately and bloody, just to save the accidental encounter. Serena who doesn’t know? Don’t you think it’s ridiculous? Is it because of your Chinese traditional heroic thinking that you must perform a hero to save the beauty to find it enjoyable?”

"That's the truth. If it wasn't for your subordinates' invitation, I wouldn't even want to come here..."

Mu Xi raised his eyebrows contemptuously, and responded to him lightly.

Corleone was a little confused by the young man's usual calm expression.

This young man is so strange, his calmness makes people so uneasy.

He yawned softly, sat down quietly and returned to his metal seat, raised his eyes slightly, looked at the young man who was bound but showed no sign of weakness, and always looked calm, the corner of his mouth suddenly A row, revealing a strange smile.

"Since this is the case, let's have some fun. I have a mechanism to tie the rope up, but I don't have a mechanism to untie it. Why don't you untie the rope and show me in person. I want to see how long you need to use it." time to clear the siege."

Mu Xishen's arm could not move at all at the moment, and with the backhand, he could only get the rope on the corner. Corleone's going was tantamount to seeing his joke.

"Okay, please turn around, count to ten, and then turn around."

Corleone looked at him suspiciously.

"Why, you are worried that I will attack you even if I am tied up? Corleone, you in the legend, wouldn't you be so timid?" Mu Xichen looked at him mockingly.

Corleone pressed the armrest of the seat, and the vacated seat turned around.

One, two, three... Neither of them made a sound, they both counted silently in their hearts.

Corleone had just counted to six, when he heard a sound of rattles on the ground and turned his head to see that all the ropes had fallen to the ground, he was surprised in his heart, but had an extremely gloomy expression on his face.

As soon as he pressed the skull on the seat, the two ropes sprang out again. Mu Xishen was prepared, quickly grabbed both ends of the rope, and threw it on the metal cylinder next to him. The rope quickly pushed the cylinder tangled up.

Corleone's face darkened even more.

If this young man in front of him can be taken as his own, he will be a rare talent in the family. If he is an enemy, his wit and courage will probably be an unprecedented opponent.

A thought flashed in his mind, and he asked coldly: "Are you here for revenge?"

Musi was stunned for a moment, Corleone's thinking was jumping, and he was highly conceited and vigilant, and he might not even regard the whole world as an enemy. Thinking of this, Musi smiled: "Yes, you have killed countless people. , Maybe, some relatives and friends who once killed me..."

This sounds like a joke.

Corleone ignored it, and continued to ask coldly: "The bitter plan of the Boz family actually sent a Chinese over here, hmph, how ridiculous!"

The Boz family... Mu Xishen remembered the name.

It's just this bitter trick, how should he explain it.

Mu Xi shrugged: "I admire your association ability, but..."

"I'm sorry, as you said, I'm used to being suspicious, so everyone will suffer a lot when they enter this room..." Corleone smiled softly, and his blue and green eyes showed a cheerful look. look.

Such a smile does not look relaxed, or, there is a trace of terror.

Those who know him well know that when he laughs, he needs to be more careful.

When Mu Xishen was thinking about what he would suffer next, he didn't see him making any movements, but felt a gust of cold wind blowing behind his head, and it was too late to dodge, a rope fell from his head, even though his hands were tightly Grabbing it, together with both hands, quickly circled into the edge of the neck, and wrapped it tightly.

As the rope became tighter and tighter, Corleone's smile became a little bit blurred.

The severe suffocation made Mu Xichen's eyes black, the joints of his hands were almost broken, and his handsome face had turned into a liver color due to the rapid lack of oxygen.

In a daze, he heard Corleone say: "No one must have told you that Corleone has a habit of being suspicious and firm. He would rather kill a thousand by mistake than miss one..."

Mu Xishen's consciousness was also fragmented.

In my mind, many figures jumped quickly, and finally, Lin Qing ran towards him with a smile in her wedding dress.

He tightened his strength, clamped his arms, and a soft knife as thin as a cicada's wing popped out from his waist. When it fell, he subconsciously picked it up with his toes without looking at it. The blade pointed straight at Jumped up between the necks.

Even Corleone was dumbfounded.

He understood what Mu Xishen was going to do, but if he did it, he might commit suicide.

This scene was carried out quietly, but it was extraordinarily thrilling.

But Mu Xichen didn't care about anything, the blade pierced obliquely between his fingers, and he quickly grabbed it and swiped it on the rope, the rope fell in response, and the two hands were released, with two His fingers were already dripping with blood.

Blood, drop by drop, quickly dripped onto the ground.That was the wound from the soft knife just now.

After experiencing life and death, Mu Xichen didn't see much emotion on his face. After taking a few deep breaths of air, his face gradually returned to whiteness, and he just looked at Corleone so calmly.

The more insipid the look, the more Corleone felt that it was a provocation, even more contempt.

(End of this chapter)