The old man also discovered Han Mu's power at this time. If this was during the day and Han Mu could still see his eyes, the person who was beaten must be him.

It has become like this, and he can even break one of his hands. Keeping such a person is a huge disaster and he must take action.

"Okay, I don't plan to play with you anymore!"

The old man snorted coldly, and the Qiyun Dantian threw down a few silver needles with his left hand, and then slowly sank.

I saw that his palm turned red, as if he had been soaked in cinnabar water all day, making it scary.

Han Mu calmed down and closed his eyes and listened to everything around him.

As fast as the wind, as lightning.

The white-haired old man shouted coldly, and his whole body gathered at a point.

The energy of the left hand began to boil, and he took it without saying a word.

He slapped a palm with a storm, and a force burst out from the old man's palm, bang! A red palm print rushed out directly.

Han Mu couldn't see the red palm energy, but he could feel an extremely powerful force at this time. He was approaching him and was approaching him! He moved like thunder, and in a flash, Han Mu flashed more than a dozen figures in an instant.

The old man was surprised.

"How is this possible!"

The red palm print hit a big tree, and the hit trunk exploded directly, and wood chips flew everywhere.

A powerful murderous aura surged in like a vast river and sea, and the old man was surrounded by this murderous aura.

Damn it! The old man never expected that Han Mu could dodge this palm.

Originally, this move was to shoot two palms at the same time. No matter how fast the opponent was, the two palm prints blocked the road. Unless he was the Flash, it would be impossible to avoid the two palm prints.

What’s hateful is that the old man’s right hand is now destroyed by Han Mu, and he can only gather all his strength on his left hand.

I just slapped out and it took a while for my left hand to recover.

Otherwise, if you shoot one after another, your left hand will be unable to withstand energy and your meridians will be completely cut off.

Smelling the old man's aura, Han Mu bullied himself.

"Now you have no tricks!"

After Han Mu finished speaking, he slapped him hard.

The old man hurriedly reached out to fight left and right.

But half of his strength was consumed on the palm print, and he couldn't stand it at this time. Han Mu broke his left hand with a palm and kicked it out hard.

Before he could stand up again, Han Mu appeared next to him and kicked him hard.

There were endless fighting sounds.

The old man grabbed the crutch beside him, and stood up with a carp and swept it with the crutch.

Han Mu reached out to block it and shot out a few more silver needles.

Wow, wow, wow! This time, the silver needle stabbed accurately into the old man's flesh and blood.

The old man felt his body start to get numb, and there was anesthetic on the silver needle.

This is not for the old man, this is what Han Mu used for those patients to relieve pain. Who would have thought that it could be used to the critical point of life and death?

The old man who was beaten by Han Mu was so bloody that he vomited two mouthfuls of blood was now panting, and his strength seemed to have been exhausted. He would suffer if he continued to fight.

"snort!"

The old man snorted coldly and let go of his crutch and fled.

Han Mu did not chase after him, and he was seriously injured.

Of course, the old man was not seriously injured. It was impossible for the old man to get out of bed and walk after ten days or half a month.

"Damn it!"

Han Mu cursed inwardly.

In the future, when fighting, I will never choose such a small forest again.

If this is during the day, I will definitely beat the old man to look for teeth.

Han Mu hurriedly sat down to heal his wounds and used his true energy to force out the venom that had already merged into his skin and blood.

Gradually, the burning sensation on the body gradually disappeared and the eyes slowly opened. Even if you didn’t see clearly, the screen of the phone was blurred, and you couldn’t even see clearly at what time it is now.

"It's just temporary, two hours should be fine."

Han Mu muttered, standing up with the crutch in his hand.

Now that he looks like a ghost, he won’t go to the beach for the Xue family to see it.

Han Mu turned on his cell phone based on his memory and called Xue Qingyan.

"I have something to do, go home first. Be careful when you come back later."

"Okay, I get it."

On this side, Xue Qingyan hung up the phone and was a little angry.

Why does Han Mu do this?

He said he was going to get something but had been there for so long, but now he actually called and said that he had gone back.

"Han Mu said he has gone back, so let's go back too."

Xue Qingyan said unhappily.

Xue Guozheng nodded, stood up and put out the fire and packed up his things.

"No, Han Mu is not so rude. I guess he's having something important."

Wang Juan stood beside her and explained.

"Mom, if this was the past, you must be scolding him again."

Xue Qingyan said.

...When he got home, Xue Qingyan took a look at the study room. The lights in the study room were on, which means Han Mu must be reading in it.

"Han Mu!"

Xue Qingyan walked to the study door and shouted.

"Um."

Han Mu agreed.

"You helped with the company?"

“That’s what it should be.”

Han Mu said.

Hearing the sound, Xue Qingyan exhaled, "If you want me to thank you, then I will thank you, but this does not mean that I will always be blind."

"Lu Xiaoxiao and I are really nothing."

"I don't want to talk about this anymore. I'll ask you, my dad asked you to go to Beicheng, what do you think about this?"

"This... your father said that I was going to work hard by myself, and didn't say that I was replacing your Xue family. I could do anything."

When Xue Qingyan heard Han Mu's indifferent tone, he became angry, "Then you can do whatever you want, it's your business. If you are willing to come back to work in the company, you can come back at any time."

After saying that, Xue Qingyan left and went upstairs.

In the study room.

Han Mu muttered alone.

“What’s so amazing? It seems like I’ll starve to death without a job.

But... why did Xue Guozheng suddenly propose to let me go to North City?"

Han Mu was not sure about this. He looked down at the wound on his shoulder, frowned and started sewing with needle and thread, then put on his clothes and fell into deep thought.

Second floor bedroom.

Wang Juan was taking off her makeup, and she turned around and looked at Xue Guozheng lying on the bed.

"Why did you suddenly ask Han Mu to go to Beicheng? What you meant was [New     ] to drive Han Mu away."

Wang Juan said.

Hearing the sound, Xue Guozheng put down the magazine in his hand, exhaled, and said quietly: "Of course there is a reason for me to do this."

"Um?

Then tell me, what's the reason?"

Wang Juan raised her eyebrows.

Isn’t Han Mu quite good now?

Staying in the Xue family has helped the company so much, and I don’t know how he can bring the company back to life.

"Tell me, what's the difference between Han Mu and before?"

"Of course it has become more powerful than before."

Wang Juan said casually.

"Isn't that right? Is this kind of person a thing in the pond?"

"What do you mean..." Wang Juan frowned slightly.
Chapter completed!