Mu Chengfeng's eyes became even colder, and he said coldly: "She is not my woman."
"Mu Chengfeng, are you kidding us? If you take over this place and say she is not your woman, will you believe it?" The man's rough and fierce voice rang in Ning Yazhi's ears. She frowned slightly, feeling how cruel this man was.
The anger is extremely strong, and the murderous intention is also extremely strong.
It suddenly dawned on me that this was not acting.
Could it be that these two people sneaked into the restaurant to assassinate Mu Chengfeng? Well, wouldn't she become the unlucky ghost of a double?
Burning pain spread across her face, and Ning Yazhi looked at Mu Chengfeng angrily, hoping with her eyes that he would save her: "Mu Chengfeng, tell them that you did not take over this place for my sake. Your grudges
You guys go and deal with it, please don't get me involved." God thinks she is too idle, right? She was nearly killed by Mu Chengfeng just now, and now she meets two killers?
Oh no, everyone in the restaurant is a killer.
The two waiters with friendly smiles just now also pointed guns at them, oh no, to be precise, they pointed at Mu Chengfeng and Butler Nuo An.
Mu Chengfeng took another sip of soup nonchalantly. Ning Yazhi had finished the bowl of soup early in the morning, but he actually drank it so slowly. Ning Yazhi looked at his elegant appearance in shock, as if she didn't care at all about the scene in front of her.
Her eyes were almost on fire. Brother, you don't care about life or death, but she does.
But there was someone who cared more about it than Ning Yazhi, and that was the killer who held her hostage. "Mu Chengfeng, don't delay here. Our people are guarding the door. Your bodyguards will never find out what happened inside, and they won't come."
Save you."
After he finished speaking, the knife pressed slightly closer, and Ning Yazhi suddenly felt a chill on her neck.
Soon, the coldness slipped down from her neck, and she felt a terrible feeling like something was snaking. Ning Yazhi realized that it was her own blood.
Is her neck bleeding?!
She was so horrified that she couldn't speak. Her clear black eyes were full of fear. She instinctively looked at Mu Chengfeng and met his eyes.
His eyes fell on her neck, where the blood stain was, and the bright red blood slid down, like a coquettish and dazzling poppy flower, which was extremely eye-catching.
The extremely handsome face turned cold instantly, and a bloodthirsty and dangerous look appeared in his eyes. At this time, he was no longer an elegant cheetah, but an extremely dangerous wolf.
A cold voice slowly sounded: "Let her go!"
The man laughed loudly and said with great pride: "As expected, she is your woman, so you care about her, right?"
As he spoke, the knife pressed closer, and Ning Yazhi felt a cold pain at this moment. The moist liquid slid down her neck and dripped on her clothes. After permeating, it turned into a very coquettish pattern.
"If you let him go now, I can make your death less painful."
Mu Chengfeng's voice sounded cold, as if it came from hell.
Even though the female killer was holding a gun, her expression still changed slightly, and a hint of fear flashed subconsciously in her eyes. Legend has it that Mu Chengfeng was a person that neither black nor white was willing to mess with. They didn't believe it before, but now...
The male killer smiled fiercely: "Are you threatening us? I have never been afraid of death. From the moment you Mu Chengfeng ruined my family, I was not afraid of death. The purpose of my life is to take revenge. Now I
Kill your woman first and let you taste the pain of losing her!"