Picked up a wicked man

"What are you going to do?" Staring at Mu Zecheng who walked up to him, he gritted his teeth and asked.

"What? Don't you know enough?"

Even though the breath in his body was cold enough to freeze everything in the world, Mu Zecheng maintained his usual indifferent expression on his face, even the corners of his lips were slightly raised, showing a faint smile.

The blood on Liantian's forehead was flowing, while Mu Zecheng was smiling.

This style of painting looks weird and scary.

Under the sun's rays, the man's uniquely handsome face became extremely enchanting, gleaming and elegant, so good-looking, but so good-looking that Lian Tian dared not look directly at it.

I never knew that the man I had hunted down for so many years, the face behind the mask was so beautiful, but it was so beautiful that it made people feel scared.

And he knew that whenever this man laughed, it meant he was about to strike hard.

Lian Tian took a deep breath and tightened his palms, but before he could make a move, Mu Zecheng suddenly swayed his footsteps, and a heavy punch hit him between the eyebrows.

This punch was both heavy and ruthless, and it came too fast. Liantian didn't see him make a move, but he just saw him make a move. Before he had time to react, his fist had already landed on the bleeding spot on his forehead up.

With a "bang", he was knocked out, and then fell heavily on the edge of the top floor, causing his chest and abdomen to feel even more painful.

Coupled with the unbearable pain from his forehead, a feeling of dizziness hit his forehead, which made him almost unable to hold on and fainted.

But no matter what he said, he was a person who had received hell training in the Wei family's secret service. After his heavy body fell on the edge wall, he had already pulled the wall with one palm, propped his body up, and barely escaped from the edge of the wall. In the predicament of falling, he saved himself.

He slowly fell to the ground, and the blood that slowly slid down from his forehead flowed into his eyes.

He rubbed his eyes with his hands, then gritted his teeth again and quickly got up.

Not long after he stood up, Mu Zecheng's second punch came to him again, and he turned sideways suddenly, narrowly avoiding it, his fist hooked up, and a heavy punch quickly hit the artery in Mu Zecheng's neck .

The tricks Lian Tian learned in the special forces have always been so ruthless and crazy. If this punch landed on Mu Zecheng's neck, even if he didn't die, he would definitely be seriously injured.

He must take him down in the shortest possible time, otherwise, he will be the one who will die!
Mu Zecheng and him have been opponents for many years, and they have long known his punching techniques well. When he made a move, he just turned his head casually, and easily avoided the punch.

Step aside, turn around, and punch Lian Tian's chest again, the smile on the man's lips is hooked, he is still so good-looking, his face is still so calm, despite the hostility on his body, he is still magnificent , so handsome that it would kill you to die.

Although the man was smiling, but his punch was so heavy, until it landed on Lian Tian's chest, Lian Tian really felt it all over.

This punch was really heavy. He was hit and fell to the ground. Before he could get up, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of turbid blood.

It was dark again in front of my eyes, I almost couldn't support myself, and passed out.

　He took a few breaths, looked up at Mu Zecheng who was walking towards him slowly, he suddenly grinned, and then the more he smiled, the more excited he was: "Hahahahaha, cough cough, you, you think I lost gone?"

But Mu Zecheng ignored him, walked straight to his side, raised his slender legs, and quickly landed a heavy foot on his chest: "Really, then tell me, where did you win?"

Lian Tian had completely lost the ability to resist in front of Mu Zecheng at this time, and this kick made him spit out two more mouthfuls of blood. The bright red blood slid down his chin and landed on the skirt of his clothes, gradually dyeing a seductive patch of blood. color.

This smear of blood fell in Mu Zecheng's eyes, not only did he not arouse the slightest sympathy, but it made his lips twitch, becoming more and more excited, and his feet became more vigorous.

The foot was pressed down again, and he couldn't stop vomiting blood for a long time, until Mu Zecheng's foot stopped there and didn't continue to squeeze his chest, he managed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Even if you kill me..." Lian Tian spat out the blood from his mouth, raised his head and stared at him with a sinister smile on his face: "You can't save your woman anymore."

Because she had already jumped down, and if he died here today, he would not be at a loss, after all, he took Mu Zecheng's heart and soul away with him!

Mu Zecheng looked down at him, looking down so high, it was like his previous nightmare.

The smile on his lips is still there, even if he uses his woman to stimulate him, he still smiles so gracefully and joyfully: "Why are you so sure that I can't save her?"

The more nonchalant he is, the more uneasy Lian Tian feels.

Wasn't that woman important to him at all?
I have already used her to threaten this man, why can he remain so calm?

"You are a god, and you can't save her." He snorted coldly, and after looking back, he turned his head back with a smug smile on his face: "Your woman, she jumped down, and she should have become a woman by now." A pile of mud! Hahahahahahaha, hahaha cough..."

Mu Zecheng was not angry, but the strength on his feet was getting heavier, which made him unbearable the pain in his chest.

Liantian couldn't help vomiting a few mouthfuls of blood again, and looked up at him.

Why is he in no hurry?Why is it not sad at all?
what is this?
It couldn't be, I misunderstood something, I thought he valued that woman very much, it seemed that it was nothing more than that.

Heh, that woman is really miserable. In order not to drag him down, she disregarded her own life and jumped down from here, but what she got in return was the indifference of this man.

"You are so cruel that you let a woman sacrifice for you for nothing!" He said angrily, unable to hide the anxiety in his eyes.

Only then did Mu Zecheng laugh. He retracted his feet from the man's chest, looked down at him and said, "You are wrong, that woman is my fate, as long as it is related to her, I will save her at all costs, even if it means losing my life."

Lian Tian was dumbfounded, and stared at him unsatisfactorily for a moment: "Then why are you not sad at all, why are you not at all..."

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, he was startled, and looked at him in disbelief: "You, you can't... Hahaha, haha, how is this possible? This, this is simply impossible!! "

Makoto Kizawa is a lunatic!
He actually saved his own woman, but how is this possible?

Without wings, and without the superpower of teleportation, how could a woman who jumped off a building be rescued? !

"Impossible... This is simply impossible..." Lian Tian shook his head again and again, unwilling to believe that he saved the woman no matter what he said.

Mu Zecheng's thick and slender eyelashes drooped slightly. He looked at Liantian, staring at the anger in his eyes and the panic that he couldn't hide at this moment, with a beautiful smile on the corner of his lips, and said with a smile: "My woman , Even if she is dragged into hell, I can rescue her."

Lian Tian gritted his teeth hard, gasped for breath, and finally clenched his fist for a while, struggled to get up from the ground, stared at him and said, "Fart! I don't believe it! You can't save her at all! "

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Zecheng kicked him in the stomach, forcing him to the edge of the roof. When he was struggling to get up, the man's big palm landed on the back of his neck, Pressing his head hard against the edge wall forced him to look downstairs.

Then, Mu Zecheng slowly approached his ear, hooked his lips and snorted: "Don't believe me? Then go down and see if my woman is down there."

When the words fell, Mu Zecheng's big palm tightened, pushing Lian Tian directly to the edge, and in a blink of an eye, his body was already suspended in the air.

Mu Zecheng didn't let go immediately, but grabbed his wrist with one hand and pulled him hard.

Lian Tian's frightened heart shrank suddenly, and his two hands immediately grabbed Mu Zecheng's wrist, not daring to relax for a moment.

"No! Pull me up! Pull me up quickly!" He roared, but no matter what he said, Mu Zecheng had no expression on his face.

"Just killing you like this, although it's a little light, but feeling such fear before death is also a comfort to my heart." Mu Zecheng smiled.

Lian Tian yelled and begged for mercy: "Mu Zecheng, don't, don't kill me, you won't be honored to win at all!!"

"Glory?" Mu Zecheng snorted coldly, slightly loosening his big palm in his hand: "To deal with a person like you, I think using the most disgusting means is a bit noble."

Lian Tian felt that he was about to let go of himself, so he begged for mercy loudly in a panic: "Please, don't, don't let me go!"

Mu Zecheng put away the smile on his face, looked at his face begging for mercy expressionlessly, and suddenly let go of his hand.

At the same time as he let go, the secret service team behind him had rushed up.

"No!!!" the captain yelled.

Hearing the sound, Mu Zecheng subconsciously grabbed Lian Tian's hand again.

The man who was already on the verge of collapse, when he caught himself, his stopped breathing was able to slow down again.

He grabbed Mu Zecheng's hand tightly with both hands, and was so frightened that he couldn't even speak.

Mu Zecheng looked back and saw the captain of the secret service team and a small team behind him, all pointing their guns at him.

"Pull the man up, this man can't die before he brings it to Mr. Wei!" the captain yelled as he looked at him.

If he goes back with the corpse, Mr. Wei will fire him!
Mu Zecheng just looked at him, without moving or speaking.

Seeing that he had no intention of pulling the man up, the captain became anxious.