Su Mu didn't expect that Yang Wenhe would actually grin at him.

He frowned immediately.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a thrust in his heart.

It seemed that there was a strong sense of crisis in the dark, which suddenly stimulated him.

That feeling was like the sky above my head, and suddenly opened my eyes, like a god looking down at him coldly.

He grabbed Yang Wenhe directly, flashed under his feet, and disappeared into the bathroom with him.

Just as he rushed out of the back door, Yang Wenhe's disconnected joints were strangely automatically connected.

And he looked at Su Mu with a strange look, and there was a strange smile on the corner of his pursed lips.

"You are Su Mu?"

Su Mu let go and retreated like lightning.

He stared at Yang Wenhe's face, and the corners of his eyes were trembling wildly.

impossible!

How is that possible?

In his eyes, Yang Wenhe, who was as weak as a chicken, actually made him feel unparalleled and extremely powerful in an instant.

But Yang Wenhe is still just an acquired martial artist.

This guy is weird.

It's so weird.

When he received the news from Liang Bohua, Su Mu's perception had already scanned the entire Slow Shake Bar.

There are at least a dozen ancient martial artists worshipping them outside the Slow Shake Bar.

This represents the successors of at least a dozen top tycoons who have fun at Tianmeng Club tonight.

They did not show their identity.

Prince Quan, who was dealt with by himself that afternoon, was also there.

Yang Wenhe came with Wang Ziquan.

Su Mu knew, this was a complete set.

Yang Wenhe must have found Wang Ziquan on purpose.

The problem is, they got here first, so how do they judge that they would come here?

Because I came here with a group of people, I had a sudden idea.

Moreover, it was proposed by Mo Liusu.

Could it be that Mo Liusu has a problem?

Obviously impossible.

Su Mu didn't believe that someone around him would have any problems.

Then, there is only one reason.

The other party has a terrifyingly powerful layout ability.

This kind of layout ability has even fully understood everything about everyone around him.

Character, temper, way of doing things, various habits, etc.

Only in this way can they calculate that they will come here after drinking.

Thus, make this prior layout.

Never underestimate this ability to calculate and layout.

Imagine how terrifying the effect this ability will have when applied to a certain struggle between countries.

Su Mu counted the whole world. Not to mention the secular world, even Eastern Sects and Western Superpower Organizations could not have such terrifying calculation and layout capabilities.

If so, it's cheating.

Looking at Yang Wenhe, Su Mu asked lightly:

"You are not Yang Wenhe, who are you?"

Yang Wenhe had a strange smile on his face and stopped talking, as if he was waiting for something.

But his eyes never moved away from Su Mu's face.

Finally, Yang Wenhe spoke again.

His speech was slow and he spoke, but his tone was a kind of playful and cold:

"I am Yang Wenhe, the youngest son of the three generations of the Yang family, and the joke in the eyes of you so-called geniuses."

Su Mu felt that the danger was getting bigger and bigger.

Everyone seems to have an early perception of the danger that can threaten life.

Su Mu is obviously many times stronger than ordinary people with this subtle prediction ability.

This is a special ability given to him by life.

"Now, I'm going to be..."

"Take your life."

Yang Wenhe smiled faintly, slowly raised his hand and pointed at Su Mu slowly, and was slowly talking in his mouth.

At the moment when the word "Ming" is revealed.

Su Mu retreated.

But Yang Wenhe's face, which was five meters away from him, came directly in front of him, and was so close to him.

Su Mu could see the cruel sarcasm in his eyes clearly.

retreat!

escape.

Su Mu even felt that he didn't even feel like he was surrounded and killed in London.

Yang Wenhe, how could it be so powerful?

This kind of strength actually carries a kind of additional ability to corrupt a person's spirit.

Su Mu, whose face changed drastically, turned around and fled without thinking.

Can't beat it.

Strolling on the horse.

This grandson took medicine.

Unfortunately, Yang Wenhe actually rushed over with a faster Su Mu, and then, just as Su Mu caught him just now, reached out and grabbed Su Mu's back neck.

Just when he was about to pinch Su Mu's neck and follow suit...!

Su Mu did one thing.

His right hand was grabbed backwards hard.

Su Mu could see that Yang Wenhe's strength was too weird.

This is not worthy of his health.

It should even be said that it is a kind of force that uses this guy's body as a medium to kill himself.

Then, Yang Wenhe will only use this kind of power to kill people.

Some of the energy will only maintain his body's ability to withstand the impact of this power.

However, some parts of his body are still so... fragile!

Sagging.

Backhand.

Catch it hard.

Then……!

Five fingers gather.

pinch!!

Yang Wenhe laughed cruelly and violently with great pleasure.

But without waiting for his hand to exert force, he suddenly felt something in his crotch being caught.

That kind of wrapping feeling is a very comprehensive contact.

Beginning and gentle.
To be continued...