"Yeah!" He hummed softly and the phone was hung up.
Listening to the beeping sound coming from the phone, Kyle wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and stood there without daring to move.
After a while, the screech of emergency braking was heard on the side of the road. Six or seven sports cars of various types were parked on the side of the road, and there were even two off-road vehicles.
"Master!" Looking at Mu Ziluo walking towards him, Kyle quickly stepped forward and said respectfully.
"Bang!"
A strong fist hit his face without warning. Kyle groaned, and the heavy force made him fall down awkwardly.
"Trash!" Mu Ziluo stared at the curled up body on the ground with a gloomy expression, and then raised his head to look at the villa in front of him. His blue eyes were filled with the sharp light of a sharp knife unsheathed, revealing a king-like vigor and determination.
Domineering, making everyone around him tremble with fear
"If you can't do such a simple task, what do I need you for?" Cold words floated in the air. He raised his legs and strode towards the villa. There was a slight sound behind him, and he was still trembling.
His body convulsed a few times, but he didn't move at all.
A man in black raised his hand to signal, and the two-faced man quickly stepped forward and moved the body away.
In a luxurious villa.
In the conference room on the third floor, the air was unusually dull. Finally, someone said worriedly: "She is the princess of the Kingdom of St. Willy. I heard that old man Smith gave her all the "Colorful Moon Condensation". Let's do this... yes
no……"
"Are you questioning my ability?" Abraham narrowed his eyes slightly and scanned the other person ruthlessly with his cold eyes.
"My subordinates dare not!"
"Huh!" Abraham snorted lightly, just about to say something.
"Bang!" A violent sound accompanied the door being kicked open.
Everyone was shocked, and Abraham stared at the visitor in surprise, forgetting to react for a moment.
A cold smile curled up at the corner of his lips. Mu Ziluo elegantly pulled up a chair and sat down, his slender legs lazily folded together.
Staring at him, Abraham couldn't believe that he walked into his villa as if he was in no one's land, and even sat in front of him.
"How did you come in?" Abraham narrowed his eyes and examined Mu Ziluo in front of him. The Mu Ziluo in front of him had changed. He was no longer the gentle gentleman at the ball. His gentle appearance had faded away. His whole person was gloomy.
terrible.
Did he misjudge him?
"Of course I walked in." With a sinister smile on his lips, Mu Ziluo looked around, and finally fixed his gaze on the bloodshot stains on the log.
Abraham took his breath away and watched his actions silently.
Using his slender white fingers, he picked up a trace of the coagulated blood. Mu Ziluo put his fingers into his mouth and sucked it. His blue eyes revealed a deep cold light, "You made my princess bleed."
"So what?" After calming down, Abraham stood up and his brown eyes met his gaze without fear.
Mu Ziluo smiled quietly, clasped his hands behind his back, narrowed his blue eyes, and a cold and arrogant kingly aura burst out from the sharp and intimidating dark pupils.
"Abraham, your good days are finally over."
"It's not up to you..."
"Bang!"
Before Abraham could finish speaking, a crisp gunshot sounded behind him. He turned around in shock and stared at the people behind him in disbelief.