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The man's cool voice sounded, and the owner of the voice was Nangong Moyu. He didn't know when he came to Song Yujing's side, and he was holding a gun in his hand, and the place where the gun was pointing was Song Yujing's temple.

Chu Mu and Xu Xiaoya were stunned at the same time, neither of them thought that this kind of plot that only appeared in TV dramas would be shown so vividly in front of them.

They looked at everything that happened in front of them in disbelief, their brows were tightly furrowed...

"Ah--"

A sudden laugh broke the tense scene.

I saw Song Yujing slightly raised his lips and smiled. He didn't seem to care at all about the fact that he was being pointed at by a gun at this moment. On my forehead, you are the first."

Song Yujing's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, not only was there no sense of fear, but there seemed to be a bit of appreciation in his smile.

Yes, that is appreciation!

The man holding a gun against him could kill him at any time, but he still smiled appreciatively at him!

"Nangong, don't! Put down the gun!"

Chu Mu reflected Song Yujing's laughter, and he kept shaking his head at Nangong Moyu.

"Nangong?"

Song Yujing's amber eyes looked at Chumu and then at Nangong Moyu, a strange and mocking flash suddenly flashed in his eyes.He pursed his lips, and his eyes finally fell on Nangong Moyu.

"I was in a hurry, but now, I suddenly want to play with you..."

While talking, Song Yujing winked, Chu Mu's right hand holding Xu Xiaoya suddenly became empty, and a vigorous figure appeared from nowhere, and pulled Xu Xiaoya into his arms without anyone noticing.

This person is Song Yujing's right-hand man - Wen Jun.

She was always so elusive.

"Take her away." Song Yujing said to Wen Jun.

"Yes."

Wen Jun answered very simply, and after he finished speaking, he dragged Xu Xiaoya out, and Chu Mu subconsciously chased after him, but saw a figure swaying in front of him, and Song Yujing, who was standing beside him, suddenly appeared in front of him .

In just such an instant, his position has changed so much. Can this guy move instantly?

He looked at him puzzled, and he was also looking at him, the amber eyes were a bit inquiring, but the temperature was as cold as a thousand years of ice, looking at him coldly, staring at him motionlessly.

But what was even colder was the touch of metal, that kind of cold dripping on his arm, the position was exactly the same as before, Chu Mu didn't understand, why didn't he just point the gun at his chest and forget it?

"If you want to play, I will accompany you to the end, but please let Xiaomu go."

With the same cold voice, Chumu suddenly found that Nangong Moyu's voice didn't seem to give people a warm feeling at any time...

His voice can also be frighteningly cold, and it can also be full of threats and warnings...

He was still standing at the same position just now. Song Yujing had escaped from his gun in the flash and fire just now, and now Song Yujing's position is very clever. If he shoots, the first person in danger will be Chu Mu, not him...

"Hehe..." Song Yu looked at Chumu and then at Nangong Moyu with amber eyes, and unexpectedly laughed, full of wickedness and playfulness.

Nangong Moyu's cold voice just fell, only the sound of the corner of his clothes slipping through the air, Nangong Moyu who was originally standing behind Chumu suddenly appeared on the left side of Song Yujing, and the one in his hand Put the gun to Song Yujing's forehead again.

"What I rely on is never an empty heart, but this gun."

This was a wonderful fight, and the moon in the sky seemed to be attracted too. Look out from behind the dark clouds to watch, and cast the flowing moonlight on Nangong Moyu, making his fair face even whiter It was as white as ten thousand years of ice at the north and south poles, exuding infinite coldness.

That kind of cold can make people shudder and tremble all over.

The air was completely frozen at this moment, and the small insects under the street lamp seemed to be frightened. They flapped their wings and scattered, flying far away. The eucalyptus next to the street lamp couldn't help but shuddered and dropped countless leaves.

Only Song Yu's face remained unchanged, he still hooked his beautiful lips, and his amber eyes seemed a little careless, as if what was pressing his forehead at this moment was just a toy gun.

Nangong Moyu's gaze became even colder. He looked at Song Yujing motionlessly, pulled his lips, and opened his mouth and said, "Song Yujing, let me say it again, please let Xiaomu go, otherwise..."

"You even know my name, Nangong, it seems that you have done a lot of homework! But I still want to know what will happen if I don't do what you say..."

Song Yujing raised his eyebrows and looked at Nangong Moyu provocatively. The long and curly eyelashes fluttered back and forth between his eyelids like two butterflies. Those amber eyes were full of playfulness.

"You're not the only one with a gun... It's just that I don't like putting guns on other people's foreheads... But if I have to be forced to take action, then I'll do it anyway..."

When Song Yujing spoke, his voice was cool, and his tone was so careless, Nangong Moyu immediately had a bad feeling. He was about to move his body, but it was too late, Song Yujing's gun was already on his temple.

"You actually carry two guns?" Chu Mu looked at Song Yujing in disbelief. He never thought that Song Yujing would have a gun.

"If there are only two, Xiaomu, you really underestimated me! When necessary, my mouth can also use a gun..." Song Yujing said casually, but clearly told Chumu and Nangong Moyu that he not only has two gun.

"Nangong, right?" Song Yujing's amber eyes fell on Nangong Moyu, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was very bright.

"I don't deny that you are very powerful, but it's a pity that you are destined to not be able to perform! Because you have to worry about your Xiaomu, too many people are not a good thing! And I... I am destined not to worry about anything..."

Song Yujing laughed. He smiled so brightly that he looked like a ghost, giving people a creepy feeling. While speaking, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his amber eyes, and he pulled the trigger with his right hand...

"Don't—" Chu Mu suddenly yelled!

"Heh—" Song Yujing didn't change because of Chu Mu's cry, on the contrary, his amber eyes became colder, full of killing!

Dear Xiaomu, I wasn't so cruel in the first place!But because of your "no", I decided to kill your Nangong today!

"Bang—" was the sound of a gunshot, but it was not loud. It could be seen that Song Yujing's gun was very high-end, and the gun inside could make the sound of the gunshot muffled.

The bright red blood began to flow, seeping out from Chu Mu's clothes, immediately dyed his right arm red, poured out along the clothes bit by bit, fell to the ground, and bloomed gorgeous flowers. flowers...

Red is enchanting, red is gorgeous.

Chu Mu's bloodless face turned even paler, and his lips turned blue, but the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, forming a strange arc, as if he was smiling, but it didn't seem to be smiling, he was pitch black. Staring at Song Yujing motionlessly, he said: "Song Yujing, your target is me, and you can just come after me for anything! Why don't you blame other people? Especially he is still a person I don't even know. people..."

When he spoke, he only looked at Song Yujing, so that he didn't notice the pain in Nangong Moyu's eyes when he said this...