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Chapter six hundred and fifty second intensified

Chapter 652: Getting worse

Su Muyang shivered when he heard this, looked back with some fear, and said with a forced smile: "Auntie, don't scare me.

"I didn't scare you."

The corners of his beautiful lips raised, and a moving smile appeared: "Mu Yang, there are only two roads in front of you now."

Su Muyang looked at Su Changkong, who was sitting next to him, and looked at him like an old monk entering into meditation. He took a deep breath, suppressed his restlessness, and tried to keep himself calm: "Please say, aunt."

"The first way, immediately take the initiative to apologize to the man named Lin Chong, come to the door to apologize, kowtow or beg for mercy, and ask for his forgiveness."

While speaking, the wine glass was beautiful, and the slender jade fingers moved back and forth at the mouth of the cup, and an inexplicable light flashed in the charming phoenix eyes.

Su Muyang's face suddenly turned pale: "Let me apologize to that bastard? It's absolutely impossible!"

"Then there is only the second way."

Juemei knows Su Muyang's character very well, and she is not surprised that he has this reaction: "Give up all his concerns and kill him with all means."

Su Muyang said without hesitation: "I will choose the second one!"

"But, have you ever thought about the consequences of failure again?"

Jumei put down the wine glass, sat upright, shook her somewhat scattered head, revealing her slender neck, and exuded an indescribable charm: "With the other party's strength and means, you may die, and your father and I can't save you. Shanwu Novel Network"

When Su Muyang heard that he might die, he hesitated.

A young man like him, who was born with a golden key, has never suffered any hardships since he was a child, and has almost become an instinct for fear of death.

I can't see it normally, but once I encounter a life-and-death crisis, my true colors will be revealed immediately.

Su Muyang hated Lin Chong to the core, but at the same time he was also afraid to the core. When he thought of Lin Chong's thunderous method of killing people was like killing a chicken, he felt his scalp numb and his neck was chilly.

He didn't want to let Lin Chong go, but he didn't want to die, so he had to look at Su Changkong: "Father, what should I do?"

Although Su Changkong was extremely disappointed with Su Muyang, no matter what, Su Muyang was his son.

When Su Muyang has something to do, he cannot stand by and watch it in terms of emotion or reason.

In order to help Su Muyang return to his family, Su Changkong deliberately made plans and thought he was foolproof, but he did not expect that he would fail at the last moment.

The carefully prepared plan failed, and Su Changkong could not see it on the surface, but in fact he felt frustrated. Shanwu Novel Network

If he hadn't been cunning and persevering in character, he would have been punching and kicking Su Muyang, a fool, and venting his anger.

"Why did I give birth to such an incompetent son?" Su Changkong was puzzled.

At this time, when he heard Su Muyang's question, he was too lazy to pay attention to it, and turned to Juemei and said, "Xiaoman, you are more familiar with the martial arts world than me. Can you help me analyze what level of strength the young man named Lin Chong has reached?"

The beautiful expression called Xiaoman became serious, and he closed his eyes and pondered for a while: "From his record, he is only stronger than the true disciples of the hidden sect, and at least it is at the level of the realm of the spiritual power. With time, it is not impossible to enter the alchemy power."

"If so, then I'll keep him."

A haze flashed in Su Changkong's eyes, and he made up his mind: "Since such a promising martial arts genius has become an enemy, he must be strangled as soon as possible to avoid raising a tiger!"

"Yes, my father is right! I think so too!" Su Muyang smiled happily and nodded like pounding garlic.

"It's not easy to kill him." Juemei shook her head and poured a basin of cold water. "Brother-in-law, you have said that he fought with Cheng Feng and Xu Zhen of Wuji Sect one after another, and then fought with four masters of Huajin, Ding Chuanjia, Yao Bohu and Liang Yu. In other words, he fought alone in one day, not only defeated them, but finally escaped unstoppable. How many young strong men have you met such a powerful young man?"

Su Changkong's eyes flashed, and the expression on his face was a little solemn: "No one."

"I don't have it either, so my suggestion is to try to reconcile with him, even if he can't be a friend, he can't be an enemy." Jumei said seriously.

"He admitted in public that he had killed Yan Jun and everyone in the Black Russian Mercenary Group. If I bow my head to him, who will still work for me in the future?"

Su Changkong's voice was cold and hard, implicit murderous intent: "What happened at the shareholders' meeting today has shaken my authority. I must show my strength and kill the chicken to scare the monkey. This man named Lin Chong is so powerful that he is just a suitable chicken. Killing him at the same time can also cut off Su Miao's right-hand arm, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone!"

"I'm just afraid, brother-in-law, you're infuriating."

"If you want to accomplish great things, how can you not take risks? I am here today because I want to ask you for help." Su Changkong expressed his intention, "Xiaoman, how about lending me the masters you recruited?"

The beautiful eyes changed, and his eyes glanced back and forth between Su Changkong and Su Muyang, and finally sighed softly: "Brother-in-law, it seems that you have settled down. It's okay, for the sake of my sister, I will lend them to you, but this is my last help. No matter if you succeed or fail this time, I will never care about your affairs in the future."

After saying that, the expression on her face became obviously cold.

"I know this is a difficult situation for you, but most of my power is overseas. Far water cannot save the near fire, so I can only ask you for help." Su Changkong picked up the wine glass, raised it at Jumei, and then drank it all in one go, "Don't worry, after the matter is done, I will give you a generous reward."

"There is no need to give me a reward. I just hope that this matter will not be involved in the end." Juemei said lightly, then clapped her hands, and immediately a middle-aged woman with a thin body and a cold temperament walked into the living room.

This middle-aged woman is wearing a black suit, with short steps as short as a man, with steady steps, sharp eyes, and her hands are covered with calluses. She is obviously a master of gun playing.

"Miss, what are your instructions?" the middle-aged woman walked to Jumei and asked.

"Go and invite a few people from the Hundred Ghost Sect to come in and tell them that there is a job to do."

"yes."

The middle-aged woman's face changed slightly and she stepped back.

At this moment, another beautiful woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked into the living room quickly, came to Su Changkong, and whispered a few words.

"Have you found his trace?"

Su Changkong narrowed his eyes slightly, spread his palms and clenched them tightly: "Very good, tell us people, prepare for action!"
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