Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Mu Yun's head deviated, and he dodged the fight in an instant. Gu Beihua's white knuckles were so close to his ears that he wiped them away and left a void behind him.

Then Gu Beihua quickly stood firm, with an incredible speed towards Muyun deep rush, at the same time with a clenched like rock fist.

Mu Yunshen's eyes didn't show any waves. He reached out and pulled out a folding dagger from his back. The blade flicked open and the cold light split. Gu Beihua's pupil suddenly shrank a circle. His thought had already been reflected, but his body couldn't help falling forward due to the huge inertia.

"Hiss"

In a flash, Gu Beihua's chest was splashed with blood, and the hot and sticky blood spread out, quietly spreading a strange atmosphere in the silent night.

Gu Beihua walked back reflexively, but mu Yunshen pursued him. The silver light was very dense, and there was no gap in it. In the speed of life and death, he nearly cut off Gu Beihua's throat several times.

Until this time, Gu Beihua's eyes finally revealed a bit of just right panic.

In his impression, mu Yunshen is a cold and deep-rooted child, and he is really talented. He can inherit Mu's family at a young age, and successfully transform it into a kingdom that belongs to him alone, which makes the old people in this industry dare not make any noise easily.

Gu Beihua is fascinated by his indifference and calmness. He always keeps the right style. In his eyes, mu Yunshen is not so much a single individual as a perfect handicraft.

From appearance to character, he just inherited the advantages of Fengyin, and added some unique elements to it, so that he became more unique and different.

It's an indisputable fact that Gu Beihua was so polite and cultivated that he didn't expect that he would hide a controlled knife like a dagger in his body.

Mu Yunshen's ruthlessness and indifference, stimulated by the blood, finally revealed a little sharp fangs. This is the real face hidden under his gentle and elegant appearance.

Gu Beihua suddenly realized the terrible fact that mu Yunshen really wanted to kill him this time.

He's right. He's not the 10-year-old now.

In fact, the damage caused by those scenes has never disappeared before. Those deep resentments have become heisensen's paws. I don't know when they have been lurking in his body. After decades of accumulation, now they are finally breaking his skin and bones.

"Cha"

Gu Beihua didn't have time to think about it. He felt cold on his cheek, and then hot again. The blood spurted out against the blade, only a few centimeters short of reaching his eyes!

"Tut." Mu Yun deeply frowned, briefly expressed his dissatisfaction, and then simply threw the dagger away.

The sharp blade, shining silver, curved in the air and fell into the overgrown wilderness.

Before Gu Beihua could catch his breath, he vaguely saw Mu Yun rushing towards him. At the next moment, he jumped up in the air with his help. When he kicked Gu Beihua in the chest, he staggered several steps back.

"Well..." Gu Beihua's eyebrows were locked tightly, and his face turned from red to white quickly. He raised his chin with great effort, and clearly heard the sound of bone rubbing from himself.

Mu Yun's dark figure went down with the trend and lifted his collar with one hand, lifting his whole body up.

Gu Beihua wanted to say a dirty word, but mu Yunshen didn't give him the chance at all - he locked Gu Beihua's throat, pushed him back, threw Gu Beihua on the hood of the car he was driving, and then smashed him down with a fist.