"What does Mu Bai want to do? There's no need to be so nosy, right?" Fire Wolf said in surprise.
Jian Wuhui said calmly: "Let him go."
"That guy doesn't look easy to mess with." Fire Wolf said worriedly.
Mu Bai stared coldly at the middle-aged Scar in front of him and said, "Have you had enough trouble?"
The middle-aged Scar smiled instead of being angry, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he said with a cold smile: "You brat, you think you are getting impatient with your life, don't you? You don't need to take care of my affairs?"
"I'm doing this for your own good." Mu Bai smiled lightly.
"I count to three, if you don't let go, I will kill you now." The middle-aged Scar said coldly.
"Hey, this kid is really desperate. He even dares to mess with the deputy leader of the Flying Leopard Mercenary Group."
"That guy kills people without blinking an eye. There must be something wrong with this kid's brain."
The mercenaries who were drinking on the side burst into laughter, as if they were waiting for a good show.
When the girl saw Mu Bai next to her, her face changed, her delicate body trembled slightly, she snorted coldly, said nothing, and continued to drink the wine in the cup.
"one two three……"
Scar, the middle-aged man, finished counting the numbers in his mouth in a cold voice. He suddenly had murderous intent. He raised his other fist and hit Mu Bai on the head. Almost everyone believed that Mu Bai would be killed by Scar in the next second.
The middle-aged man was shot in the head on the spot.
puff--
There was a soft muffled sound.
Mubai stretched out his left hand and easily grabbed Scar's middle-aged fist.
The middle-aged Scar's expression suddenly changed.
When the drinking mercenaries saw this, they almost spit out the wine in their mouths, and they all exclaimed: "How is this possible?"
"How did that kid do it?"
The middle-aged Scar's face turned red with embarrassment. Being looked at by so many fellow mercenaries, he was extremely embarrassed this time.
A trace of cold sweat slid down the middle-aged scarred face. He was surprised to find that he could not muster any strength in his body. Looking at Mu Bai with a faint smile on his face, he felt a panic in his heart.
If Mu Bai wanted to kill him, it would be easy.
Mu Bai held the middle-aged Scar's valve, which was the reason why he couldn't gather his soul power.
"If you don't want to die, just leave. It's best to leave this city." Mu Bai smiled and immediately let go of Scar's middle-aged hands.