Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

They all don't know what mu Yunshen said in Gu Beihua's ear in just ten seconds.

"No one will come to save you." "Gu Beihua, this is the retribution you deserve. The closest people leave you, and they sell you to their opponents, but it's also very good. You live for decades, and then you become a bare commander. In the end, you have no wife, no children, and nothing left. This outcome is very suitable for you. "

Gu Beihua was speechless. His Adam's apple was like a piece of driftwood without foundation. His shriveled lips seemed to be stuck by something. He couldn't even spit out half a syllable.

When Mu Yun straightened up and waved to the pinhole camera, the words on his mouth still didn't stop. "It's a big pity for me not to let you go to hell. I hope Jing Yu can forgive me, but I really don't want to end you personally. It's too dirty."

"This should be the last time you see me, Gu Beihua. I hope we will never see each other again."

There was not much blood on his thin lips, and the deep voice echoed between heaven and earth for a long time like the sound of the broken string of cello, telling the sorrow it witnessed at that moment and the curse it cursed the destroyer at the last second before his soul was broken.

As soon as his words came to the ground, Gu Beihua's eyes floated violently, like someone suddenly threw a small stone into the still water.

It's true that a stone stirs up a thousand waves.

Unfortunately, before qianlanglang could make any action, the door of the interrogation room was opened by two criminal policemen. They straightened the brim of their hat and waved to Mu Yunshen.

Mu Yunshen didn't say much. His anger quickly dissipated, as if the man who cursed with a smile just now was not him at all.

He even bent politely at the two reddish faced criminal policemen, then quickly leaned over and walked out, keeping just the right calm throughout the whole process, and did not look at Gu Beihua again.

The door of the interrogation room was slowly closed again, and the gray light was isolated from the outside. Together with the fine dust soaked in it, it was cut off by the door, and silently turned into fragments in the air.

More than ten seconds later, an angry roar came out of the interrogation room. It was hoarse, like some kind of beast used up its last strength when it was dying.

The roar penetrated through the gap between the door of the interrogation room and the floor, into the corridor, and accurately fell into the eardrum.

The two policemen stopped and looked back with a little hesitation.

In front of them, Mu Yun raised his chin high and didn't want to look back, so he went out in front of the bright sunshine.

When he came out, ah zhe had already stood in the hall, and his slender figure bent slightly at him, "young master, it's done."

"Good." Mu Yunshen answered briefly and was about to say something more, but his mobile phone rang untimely.

He took it out and saw that the number on the screen was familiar. It was the one he had just shown Gu Beihua.

Mu Yun deep brow a pick, then turned to sit on the bench beside, deep mellow voice, flowing water naturally overflowed from between lips and teeth, "Gu young master, what can I do for you?"

Opposite silence for a few seconds, sounded a little frivolous voice of a young man, with some just wake up lazy, "you should now come out of the police station."

"Young master Gu is really anticipating things." Mu Yun deeply bent his lips, "why, you should not regret it now. Are you going to let me let him go?"