The singer of the entertainment circle is not a human being

He got in the car and started to run wildly, following the route he remembered to drive towards Mu Xifeng's old community, the speed reached 120 yards, and he ran three red lights along the way, not caring about endangering traffic and other issues.

Arriving at the downstairs of the unit, Shen Muyun was not sure whether the other party was at home. When he dialed the phone again, Mu Xifeng had already shut down. wooden door.

Regardless of whether Mu Xifeng doesn't know what's good or what's wrong, or if he's mentally ill, telling him to sit idly by knowing that the other party is in danger, even at his age, he still can't do it.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw a group of thick-armed men surrounding Mu Xifeng. The former had ferocious faces, and each of them carried a dick in their hands. "Fuck me" arrogant face.

"What are you doing?!" Shen Muyun snarled, kicked away two strong men and hurried to save them, only to mention Mu Xifeng and saw that this guy's legs were broken and he couldn't stand at all, his back teeth were grinding with anger chisel.

"Why are you here?! Who asked you to come?!" Mu Xifeng grinned his teeth in pain, not forgetting to squeeze him, and stretched out his hand to push Shen Muyun away but was grabbed again, unable to move at all.

"Shut the fuck up for me!" Shen Muyun yelled annoyed, threw him directly on the sofa to lie down, and turned to face the group of hooligans, the gloom in his eyes became more and more intense.

"It's you bastard again!" The crooked mouth came out of the crowd, walked up to the leader with a scar, pointed at him through gritted teeth and scolded: "Boss, it was this bastard who injured my brothers last time." , The fuck is looking for death again today!"

"Oh?" The scarred man tilted his head and glanced at Shen Muyun, sneered, hooked his feet over a broken chair and sat down, took out a cigarette and hung it in his mouth, and said slowly: "Boy, what are you doing? "

"Huh, fuck?" Shen Muyun thought it was funny, grabbed a wooden stick in his hand, and slammed it on the table until he faced the man with the scar: "I can beat you shit to pieces by myself!"

"Grass mud horse! I can't beat you to death!" Crooked mouth wanted to go forward and roll up his sleeves to start a fight, but was stopped by the scarred man in front of him, raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a sneer, calmly said: "What is your relationship with this bastard?"

"It's okay, I just want to kill you guys because my hands are itchy." Shen Muyun narrowed his eyes slightly, his patience was exhausted little by little, and the wolf paw couldn't stop wanting to stretch out his fingertips.

"Oh, yes, crazy enough, I like it." The man with the scar stood up, clapped his hands to show his appreciation, and when he raised his eyes to look directly at him, the scar on his face became even more terrifying: "You have to protect him, today You must have the ability to protect him, this bastard's father owes us 1000 million, no matter what, we have to give an explanation today."

"I told you the fuck! That old bastard has already run away! You guys beat me to death! I didn't ask for a dime!" Mu Xifeng endured the pain and scolded, the wound on his small face was still there He was bleeding continuously, but his eyes were fierce and fearless.

"It's only right and proper to pay the debt of the father to the son." The man with the scar was not annoyed at all, as if he was used to these big scenes a long time ago, he said calmly: "If you don't have money, then you can make money, there are many in the brothel. Buyers who like fine skin and tender meat, if you sell it for decades, I will show mercy and treat it as if you have finished paying it back."

"Fuck your ancestors! You dare to touch me! The first one will kill you!" Mu Xifeng's eyes were scarlet, and he roared with all his strength even if he couldn't move his body, like a raging little beast that could eat people with its mouth open.

"Kill me? Just because of you little slut, I'll kill you first!" the man with the scar sneered, with bloodthirsty excitement in his eyes.

Shen Muyun, who had been silent by the side, almost knew what was going on when he heard this. He really felt that he was really unlucky, and in his heart, he had greeted Mu Xifeng's eighteenth generation. At the same time, the blue veins on his forehead suddenly burst out, and he punched the scarred man in the face, lifted his collar like an animal, and punched him again to the ground.

Shen Muyun rubbed his fists, as if he didn't feel satisfied yet, the ferocious gene in his blood was completely boiled, he twisted his neck, and said condescendingly: "Mu Xifeng owes you, I will help him pay it back today, the check will be issued in a while for you."

"You're so fucking courageous, you dare to hit me." The man with the scar was completely furious, he raised his body and exhaled a fierce breath, every word seemed to come towards his face with a blade.

"It's not just you, the one who touched this kid today, you guys don't get hurt as badly as him, don't let me get out of this door!" After finishing speaking, Shen Muyun hadn't waited for the scarred man to react , The fist has been smashed into the crowd.

In fact, what Shen Muyun was thinking at the time was that the fuck is up to this point, I have to find a place to vent my smoldering stomach, and Mu Xifeng, that little bastard, will probably die if he does it twice, or beat up these idiots More real.

As a result, in the narrow room, the scene was suddenly chaotic without exception. A dozen or so big men followed and rushed towards Shen Muyun. The wooden stick next to him took the lead in attacking the opponent.

Without hesitation at all, Shen Muyun kicked him to the ground at a speed unattainable by humans, and the rest of them punched to the head without any effort, blood mixed with sweat mixed in the air, wailing everywhere.

"Fuck you!" Mu Xifeng said while watching the battle, not forgetting his heartache: "Don't smash my house!"

The wolf cub cursed in his heart that the little bastard was a money addict, and he didn't forget to take out a steel rod and knock on the forehead of the burly man next to him. In less than a moment, a group of burly men were all rolling on the floor tiles, and the man with the scar was killed Even with the crooked mouth supported, he couldn't get up and shout again, his face was covered with scars, and the stern look just now had long since disappeared.

Shen Muyun was quite addicted to beating. He waved his hand and glanced at them, then turned his head and took out the check clip to write the number, stuffed it directly into the mouth of the man with the scar, and said word by word: "Remember me, take the money Just get out, show up again, and I want you all to die without a whole body!"

The man with the scar spat out the check, and finally stood up against the wall, his eyes full of viciousness: "Okay, okay, you guys have the guts today, my name is Yin Feng! Remember it for me! What happened today! We will definitely It's not over! Let's go!"

"Your grandfather, I'll be waiting for you here!" Mu Xifeng thought he was embarrassing, so he raised his middle finger at Yin Feng and yelled.Shen Muyun stood by and wanted to roll his eyes but held back.

With an order, the big men hurriedly got up, supported each other, and walked out the door with their boss, all of them were in a state of embarrassment with bruised noses and swollen faces. When approaching the door, Yin Feng turned his head to look at Shen Muyun, with hatred on his ferocious face.

Everyone was gone, and there were only two people in the room, eyes staring at each other. The room was so messy that there was no place to stay. Mu Xifeng suddenly felt a little embarrassed, struggling to sit up, but the injury was too serious. Yelling pain pain pain.

"Damn." Shen Muyun rolled his eyes, walked over and hugged him up, even though his hands and feet were as light as possible, he couldn't stop hearing this guy gasp.

"Who wants you to hug me?! Get lost! I don't want your sympathy!" Mu Xifeng, who clearly had half his life left, still did not change his vicious tongue, twisting and trying to get out of the man's arms.

"Be honest with me!" Shen Muyun snarled at him, with a dull pain in the trigeminal nerve on his head, and said in a low voice: "I'm crazy, meeting you will definitely not be a good thing!"

After speaking, he kicked open the door, walked quickly to the car downstairs, and drove to the hospital.