Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Mu Yunshen had to look back bitterly, burying his disappointment, and then asked, "where is the meeting place you agreed?"

Su Dayong shrunk his neck. This time, he even saved the prevarication and kept silent.

Su Xiaoyu soon became impatient, "I don't think you can see the coffin today, can you?"

She was wearing a sleeveless dress. She was so angry that she stretched out her hand and smoothed up the invisible sleeve on her arm. She was about to rush forward when she spoke.

"Wait a minute." Mu Yun stopped her in a deep voice, "don't worry."

"Young master! The man said that we would meet him at three o'clock in the morning. If we have to make preparations, time is running out! " Su Xiaoyu wants to jump a little.

But there was no wave on Mu Yun's deep face. He calmly looked at the man in front of him. His eyes were cold and sharp, and he poked into Su Dayong's timid twinkling eyes.

He opened his mouth in a quiet voice, but with a faint cold breath, "you say, what do you want?"

Hearing this, Su Dayong still didn't say a word, but his face was obviously sad.

Mu Yun deeply hooked the corner of his lips, raised a cold radian, and the corners of his eyes also tilted up a bit, reflecting a bit of strange light from the crystal like dark pupils.

He moved his lips gently. "I'm afraid your time is more precious than mine, isn't it?"

Said, he deliberately picked eyes slowly down, in Su Dayong stomach position back and forth played a few turns.

Sure enough, as soon as his words came to the ground, Su Dayong couldn't help it. His pale face was a little blue and purple.

Mu Yunshen slightly lowered his eyelashes, and his long eyelashes dropped a thick and light shadow under his eyelids. He gently raised his hand and tapped twice on his watch, smiling without saying a word.

Su Dayong was still thinking about the medicine he had just swallowed. His heart was beating so fast that the too hot heat flowed along the blood vessels and shot at his heavenly cover, almost evaporating the blood into hot air.

"I..." the killer finally squeezed out the turbid real idea between his teeth, "give me the antidote first."

"Oh, I'm afraid of death." Mu Yunshen made a brief comment on his dying struggle, then turned to Su Xiaoyu and gave her a chin.

Su Xiaoyu pretended to be very nervous, "dissuading" Mu Yunshen, "young master, no, this man is very cunning. If we give him the antidote, how can we ask?"

Su Dayong's eyes were full of blood and his face was full of disbelief.

Heaven and earth conscience, where on earth did he show a little cunning trace, enough for this girl to talk here? I don't know. Maybe I thought what he did to her!

Sure enough, young master Xiao's thoughts were successfully brought to this road.

His handsome face twisted and yelled at Su Dayong, "what did you do just now, you bastard? What did you do before I arrived! "

"Xiao Xiao!" Su Xiaoyu's forehead dripped three cold sweats. He quickly reached out and pulled him back. He lowered his voice and said, "I've said it all. I'm ok. You don't have a look. How can he be my opponent?"