Wei Ping'an's body shrank unconsciously. After all, this kind of scene only exists in his imagination, so it is normal for his body to show his potential reactions to show his timidity.

Mu Jun faced the eldest son in Sijiu City with a calm expression. He turned his head to a white Audi car not far away, and his mouth slightly raised: "If you speak, you have to tell the evidence."

After saying that, without waiting for the other party to react, he walked straight past him. Wei Ping'an followed him timidly, feeling a sense of coldness coming unexpectedly.

"Do you believe it? I dare to shoot." The pistol was pressed against Mu Jun's waist and eyes. Wei Ping'an was so calm that he was not scared to death on the spot, trying hard to keep his calmness when he left the door.

Mu Jun paused: "I believe it, but do you believe it? Mu Jingkai will kill your whole family with a submachine gun."

"Don't scare me."

"It's really not to scare you. Did you see him? When you pull the trigger, you will be killed by him. Don't think I'm an alarmist. He has killed more people than women you have ever slept with. Also, remember not to point the gun at some important parts next time. You've watched too many movies."

In the end, Mu Jun got into the car and left safely. Wei Ping'an gasped heavily, relieving the strong tension in his heart.

Han Mi was as cold as a piece of ice at this moment. He felt that the greatest meaning of his life was challenged. He was like a Flame Mountain before the eruption. A volcano erupted at any time and was out of control.

"Brother, until I do."

Han Mi hit the steering wheel hard, stepped on the brakes, closed her eyes for three minutes before opening: "I won't tolerate a second mistake."

Mu Jun leaned forward and patted his shoulder: "This time, it's not a mistake. Don't be so angry. Otherwise, if you have time, let's have fun together with Lao Mu and Uncle Tian."

Han Mi didn't say anything and restarted the car. Wei Ping'an on the side could see that Han Mi was very different when he closed his eyes. The former could swallow people alive, while the latter was just an ordinary driver. His emotional control was extremely subtle, and this man was very scary.

"It's hard to get rid of the stalkers in the capital, right?" Mu Jun asked more than ten minutes later, and Wei Ping'an reacted. He turned around and looked at the snake-like convoy behind the car. He looked left and right but couldn't tell that the car seemed to be following him.

"It's not difficult, just give them some sweetness."

Next, Han Mi staged a city racing show for Wei Ping'an. The car performed wonderful driving skills in the cracks of the car, which made other vehicles and passers-by look shocked. The performance competition on TV did not have this scene.

The traffic police sirens sounded, and the whole street became lively. The capital with paralyzed traffic was staged with a scene of a first-class speed. How could it not be the focus? The only difference is that the vehicles Mu Jun and others were not luxury cars worth millions, and the sensational effect caused was a little weaker.

A few minutes later, the largest traffic paralysis in Beijing has occurred recently, and several streets have completely become paralyzed. Several cars got out of the car, and more than a dozen anxious men with a look of anxiety took out their intercoms and spoke a few words, then they scattered and ran into various streets and alleys.

Half an hour later, an ordinary residential community within the Third Ring Road was in the closed basement. Guo Guo was tied up, his feet were only toes on the ground, his arms were tied together and tightly tied, his body was obviously falling, and he could not keep his body standing. His sweat beads dripped down, his face pale. He heard the footsteps and opened his eyelids. When he saw Mu Jun, he unconsciously showed a slight fear, but then he was covered by the stubborn hardness and closed his eyes hard. His already tired body was filled with strength again, and his toes were pressed against the ground and became powerful.

In front of Mu Jun, Guo Guo didn't want to give in, and wouldn't admit defeat.

"I like tough people, I just hope you won't change later." Mu Jun is a master who will take revenge. Guo Guo's actions completely angered him, and the revenge he carried out would be thunderous and merciless.

Han Mi turned around and walked to another room, dragging and pulling several sacks over, one by one, with familiar faces from Guo Guo.

"There are active people here. If you are lying on the bed for at least three months, someone will hold them accountable for other responsibilities. Han Mi, don't be too polite for the rest." Mu Jun moved a chair and sat in the empty basement, illuminating it with a dim light. Wei Ping'an stood behind him as a loyal listener. Han Mi took out a very strange dagger, bent it with a deep ditch. Before Wei Ping'an could think in his mind, Han Mi gave the answer. In this operation, except for the close bodyguard who was active, the rest were hired. Unpacked the sack and placed the active service aside, inserted the weird dagger into the arm of a hired bodyguard, quickly inserted it and pulled it out. While blood was splattering, he could see a small piece of bright red meat. The bodyguard, who was already unconscious, opened his eyes suddenly.

One knife, one knife is faster than the other. Han Mi's expression did not change at all. The knife in her hand was quick and accurate. In the entire basement, the bodyguard could not bear the screams after it was too unbearable. The bones and blood of the flesh were too powerful. Wei Ping'an couldn't help it first and ran out with his mouth covering his head. He really couldn't cross too big ladder to see the wider sky. Smart people also had areas that they could not adapt to.

Mu Jun always sat on the chair. He didn't like this scene very much, but at least he wouldn't be uncomfortable and could continue watching.

"The seeds of hatred all come from the impulse of non-hatred." Mu Jun's voice floated in the basement, and a farce evolved to this day, exceeding everyone's expectations. Guo Guo's young lady's temper was not protected this time, and the shelter that could be provided to her did not become her protective umbrella.

Guo Guo opened his eyes and the stubborn strength never faded away. The alternative version would rather die standing than surrender.

"If you are a man, don't play this kind of sissy stuff. If you have anything to come to me, if I snorted, you will keep it."

Some people will not cry when they see the coffin.

Guo Guo, this proud daughter of heaven, dared to play so hard, so she dared to bear it herself. When she woke up from her sleep, she found that she was not at her home. After the initial panic, Guo Guo no longer regarded herself as a human being. Crazy people must have their own madness.

Han Mi raised her head, and the blood splashed on her face reflected her hideous face. Under the dim light, Han Mi was like a wolf who could harvest life at any time, staring at the prey in front of her, and showing her fangs at any time.

Turning to Mu Jun, he signaled that such a woman would come to her own life. At worst, she would live in exile from now on. The Guo family could not let a real outlaw feel fear. Their mentality would change with the changes in their emotions. When the emotions came, the king and the others would not take it seriously.

Mu Jun stood up, walked to Guo Guo's side, pinched her chin and said with a grim voice: "Do you know what I hate the most in my life? A self-righteous woman will never know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is."

Guo Guo licked his tongue very well and spat at Mu Jun: "Bah, just rely on you, come on, what ability can I do? Sister is still a virgin, do you dare? Don't make dozens of strong men like this. It's boring. Either you do it yourself. Or you can play a little ruthless, don't let the driver come, you can do it yourself."

For women, the best way to provoke men is to denounce them.

Mu Jun is a man or a man full of machismos. Some behaviors are not the purpose, but I dare to do it. I dare to take the big fuss in the eyes of everyone not believing it.

When Mu Jun tore open Guo Guo's clothes, when the only small window in the room conveyed the cold of the blizzard, Guo Guo, who had adapted to the numbness of his arms and legs, snorted coldly, held up his body and turned to the guest, and smiled strangely, opened his mouth to bite Mu Jun's ear, and his tongue licked gently, licked it gently, humming a voice that only Mu Jun could understand: "Can you do it?"

To completely ignite the flames, I would rather suffer all kinds of disasters in the future. Before facing a choice that cannot be said or done, this seems to be the most violent revenge. To whip a woman or be whipped by a woman, the question that has not been explored for many years.

Today, in the basement, snow frost hangs on the window, and the stuffy hot flashes in the basement rise. It was an environment where breathing was difficult, but the most violent confrontation was staged.

Mu Jun did not feel pity at all. Some additional actions when the man was rising also appeared. He slapped Guo Guo's perky buttocks, pinched his perky breasts hard, grabbed the other person's mouth and tried to block the other person's tempting humming. In short, he almost crossed the line to a certain legendary abuse state.

On the contrary, Guo Guo was not showing any weakness. His fingers kept scratching Mu Jun's body like hooks, and his teeth were not idle. Whenever she was about to reach a certain moment, she would bite a part of Mu Jun's body hard and use a trace of blood to continue her extremely excited state, and she was unwilling to admit defeat to declare war.

No soft beds, no warm lights, no comfortable environment, no...no...

Some are just cold; some are just strangers who cannot be let go.

Unfamiliar, it was the most familiar contact that only individuals could make. The cold mechanical movement seemed to be playing the game rather than the extreme depth of love. The coldness of the blizzard began to invade the squid basement, ticking and ticking, and the dripping of water at the intersection of hot and cold invade the room.

Tick, Tick, Tick...

When the man lifted his pants, the woman spoke: "What else do you dare to do?"

The man glanced at the woman: "You are crazy now, don't let me crazy. You have paid enough."

The little red flowers on the cold ground.

The woman snorted, holding her body hard, her expression still strong, and her tongue licked her lips: "You've taken revenge, I haven't."

ps: Explain that the reason is very simple, and you also need to bow your waist for five dou of rice. Reality is always skinny. There is no way, so I work hard to persevere, just hope that something will change, and hope that the fullness of my ideal will be transformed into reality.
Chapter completed!