Su Mu glanced at Feng Qing and said to Ma Wenyuan:
"Let him go down."
Ma Wenyuan immediately nodded and scolded in a low voice:
"Back off."
Su Mu slowly walked up to the frightened Feng Kang and asked calmly:
"Tell me, who encouraged you?"
In fact, when people are extremely scared and their adrenaline is surging, they don't feel much pain.
But those who can still howl miserably are the kind of people who were not frightened at all beforehand.
Only in that way can you clearly feel the severe pain.
Feng Kang was stabbed three times and six times on his leg. He seemed to be fine, but he was bleeding a bit.
When he saw Su Mu, he was so frightened that his tongue was so big that he couldn't understand what he said:
"Tie chicken halo."
"Who is it?"
"Chicken dizzy."
Su Mu frowned slightly and nodded lightly:
"Ji Yun?"
He glanced at Feng Kang, then turned to look at Feng Qing, and said lightly:
"Hate me?"
Feng Qing immediately shook his head desperately:
"Don't dare!"
Su Mu squinted at the other party and said with a smile:
"Dare not doesn't mean no, it just means I don't dare."
Feng Qing trembled all over and knelt down with a thud:
"I don't hate it, I really don't hate it! This old servant has no qualifications, let alone the courage. I just ask you, Mr. Su, to show your noble hand and kill this beast or me. I am willing to give up all my family property to redeem the lives of my family.
"
Su Mu looked at him and said slowly:
"I'm not short of your money, and I'm not afraid of you hating me. If you want revenge, just go ahead. I'm in Dongyang."
Feng Qing was so frightened that his whole body stiffened and he touched his forehead to the ground, not daring to lift it up at all.
At this moment, the door of the box was pushed open from the outside, and Dai Jingming rushed in sweating profusely.
"Young Master Su, please listen to my explanation."
Dai Jingming's face was full of fear and anxiety.
Su Mu smiled and shook his head:
"Boss Dai, you don't need to explain. This matter actually has nothing to do with you, but I need to know who asked you to leave."
Dai Jingming's face was full of bitterness, and when he looked at Su Mu, he almost cried.
At first Su Mu called him Mr. Dai, but now he calls him Boss Dai.
Just by calling him, you can feel alienated.
Ma Wenyuan narrowed his eyes and stared at Dai Jingming's neck, his voice as cold as ice:
"Dai Jingming, do you want to kill your whole family?"
Dai Jingming clenched his hands tightly into fists, almost crushing his knuckles.
He hunched over and lowered his head, sweat falling like a waterfall one by one, hitting the ground with a crackling sound.
Finally, he whispered a name:
"He is...the Son of God Wuchen."
Ma Wenyuan couldn't help but gasped, and then his face turned extremely ugly.
He immediately lowered his head and had nothing to say.
Su Mu chuckled:
"No wonder you don't dare to say, it's okay, this matter has nothing to do with you, it's all about me!"
After saying that, he smiled at Jiang Wangshu and Hu Jianjun:
"Lao Jiang, Fifth Brother, the other party is going to die. I don't dare to make a big fuss at this critical moment."
Hu Jianjun didn't answer, but his eyes were terrifyingly gloomy.
Jiang Wangshu lowered his head and thought for a moment, then slowly looked around:
"Who else was there just now? Come forward."
Plop!
Plop!
The three guys were so frightened that they fainted.
Su Mu glanced at the other people in the private room with a smile, and said to Jiang Wangshu:
"I'll leave this rubbish to you to play with. Fifth brother, come with me. Let's go play a high-end game."
Hu Jianjun said nothing, but his attitude said everything.
He would also stand by Su Mu if Nao Potian happened.
Jiang Wangshu's expression changed and he wanted to speak, but Hu Jianjun shook his head at him and followed Su Mu out.
The meaning is obvious, he is measured.
It is not difficult for Su Mu to find that Ji Yun.
With the failure of the Broken Dragon Plan, the ancient martial arts world was divided into two distinct camps.
Two thirds or more of them had rebelled against the Qinglong clan hundreds of years ago and secretly defected to the other three clans.
Now that Zhu Youchun is in power, he is integrating all the forces of the three clans on the earth, including the Guwu Sect.
Zhu Youchun assigned the matter of integrating the sect to the three great sons of God, and he was responsible for acceptance.
It is impossible for Zhu Youchun to be born.
Then, only the Guwu Sect can join the world.
The three great sons of gods were living in the underground palace on the outskirts of the imperial capital. These descendants of the sect entered the world in large numbers, and of course they were not qualified to live with the sons of gods.
With the closure of Mulan Field, Youzhou Club has naturally become the place where most descendants of the sect gather.
Ji Yun is Ji Yuanjia's younger brother and the most favored person in the Ji family for three generations.
Su Mu took Hu Jianjun to the door of box number two.
An old man in black stood at the door of the box, seemingly dozing off.
The sound insulation measures of the slow rocking bar Youzhou Club are incredible.
The private rooms are separated from the outside. In each private room, if you want to feel the manic atmosphere outside, you can turn on the soundproofing and light at any time. If you want to drink or talk quietly, you can also isolate the noise.
Individual boxes have separate elevators so they don't disturb each other, but there is a stepped arc-shaped passage with a high middle and low sides to facilitate waiters to provide services to each box.
The three boxes in the middle are the largest, nearly hundreds of square meters, enough to hold a small party.
When the old man saw Su Mu, two foot-long rays of light shot out from his half-closed eyes.
The light in the passage was a little dim, and there was some kind of smoke floating in the air, so the moment the old man opened his eyes, it really felt like a laser spotlight was turned on.
The gaze is actually visible to the naked eye.
This is a master.
How high exactly?
Su Mu didn't know either.
Looking at the other party, Su Mu said with a smile:
"Trouble, please inform me that the descendant of Tianxing wants to see you."
Of course the old man knew who Su Mu was. He withdrew his gaze, looked at him deeply, then turned around and pushed the door open.
After a while, he came out again and made a gesture of invitation.
Su Mu took Lao Hu and walked in.
The door was immediately closed.
As soon as he entered, Su Mu's eyes lit up:
"Hey, it's so lively."
There were no less than thirty people in the huge box.
Sitting side by side on the center seat were Ji Yuanjia and Wang Ziyuan, each with a stunning beauty pouring wine for them.
There were seven young men lined up on both sides, sitting around the sofa in a circle, but there were two beauties on the left and right.
There is also a single sofa, far away from them, facing a whole glass curtain wall, and outside is the center stage of the slow rocking bar.
The room was soundproofed, and there was a blazing fire cooking oil outside and a super bass roaring, but it was silent inside.
The other person's back was turned to Su Mu. Although he couldn't see his face, he could guess that he was nearly two meters tall.
After Su Mu came in, the other party didn't even look back.
Su Mu ignored him and just looked at Ji Yuanjia with a smile and said:
"Are you Xiao Wang?"
Without waiting for Ji Yuanjia to speak, he asked Wang Ziyuan again:
"Then you are Xiaoji, right? Nice to meet you."
In the world of ancient martial arts, Ji Yuanjia and Wang Ziyuan have the same status as Su Mu.
We are all young masters of a first-class sect.
Therefore, the two of them did not hate Su Mu at all.
But when Su Mu opened his mouth, it was Xiao Wang, Xiao Ji...!
The faces of Ji Yuanjia and Wang Ziyuan suddenly sank.
This bastard.
Who doesn’t know whom?
Are you actually doing this kind of oral pleasure?
Ji Yuanjia said coldly:
"Then what are you?"
Su Mu laughed:
"I'm Su Su, you don't recognize me anymore? No, you are Xiao Ji, right? I'm sorry, uncle, I made a mistake."