Chapter 442 Confrontation!

At this time, Mu Fan, a hooligan in the eyes of outsiders, is like a flood beast, trampling on Linghu Heng's self-esteem wantonly. Ling Huheng has always trampled on others. How can there be a time when others bully him in reverse? Isn't it dreaming? Or at this time, the man who looks down at Linghu Heng with the posture of the above is a psychopath who has just been driven crazy by the Linghu family? Everyone doesn't know Mu Fan, but they have seen Ling Hu Heng in major media newspapers. It's enough to know one of them. One is already the object that must be far away from, and the other is more horizontal than him. At this time, everyone, including Lin Yiru and Tonglin, have sweated a sweat for Mu Fan! On the contrary, the seven people of the Black Sword are indifferent. In their hearts, Linghu Heng is a scum compared with their brother. This is because of helping relatives, but the people in Jiuyoumen are completely different. What are they usually conceited? Isn't it just the boss of Jiuyoumen? Is there any more time to hang than now?

Linghu Heng slowly got up from the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, looked at Mu Fan with a nervous smile, licked the tip of his tongue, and said surprisingly calmly; "Mu Fan, I like you more and more,"

Mu Fan frowned slightly. Without waiting for everyone to react, Ling Huheng raised it with one hand. Suddenly, there were three explosions. Everyone screamed again. At this time, everyone didn't even have the strength to scold these two people. They wanted to leave this horrible ghost place, but the door was blocked to death. His mother lay under the table. Isn't it too humiliating? Some people cursed the two people, and some people prayed that this reckless disaster would end early.

When Linghu Heng said that, Mu Fan began to be vigilant. Sure enough, this second young master didn't have much good intentions. Unfortunately, Linghu Heng was empty. Mu Fan dared to appear in Yanjing today. Isn't he prepared at all? Three shots were fired, but unfortunately, none of them were fired at Mu Fan, and the sound came from outside!

Mu Fan, like a crazy lion, walked to Linghuheng step by step. Looking at Linghuheng's iron blue face at this time, Mu Fan said coldly, "Linghuheng, what else is there? I'd like to see how many people you can die!"

Linghu Heng's lips trembled, his face turned horizontal, and he raised his foot to kick Mu Fan. Unfortunately, Mu Fan was faster than him. He kicked on the leg he kicked. Ling Huheng took the opportunity to lie down. Mu Fan did not move, waiting for the man he had long wanted to kill to stand up. Finally, Ling Huheng stood up again and attacked Mu Fan again.

Unfortunately, Mu Fan came to him faster. Without waiting for Linghu Heng to punch, he grabbed the latter's shoulders with both hands, and then bumped his head. Ling Huheng suddenly had a nose bleeding. At this time, Ling Huheng's face looked more and more ferocious. Mu Fan looked at the latter's bloodthirsty eyes and sneered. He whispered in the latter's ear, "Do you know what a world of respect for strength is? Just like now, you don't have the strength to kill me? Can you save me? Even if I kill you and you kill me again, what do you, a dead person, have in the end? Have you always been eager for this kind of power? Have you done so many ridiculous things just to fight for power with your brother who is stronger than you? Unfortunately, in fact, he is really better than you! At least you have lost to me, but he hasn't met me yet. It's not a loss! Don't you think you're ridiculous?"

Hearing Mu Fan's words, Ling Huheng's body trembled violently, and his eyes stared at Mu Fan with congested. His resentful eyes wanted to tear Mu Fan alive, but unfortunately he didn't have the ability. At this moment, a man suddenly came from outside the door, a middle-aged man in ordinary clothes, with a kind and gentle face, holding a paper fan. It seemed that the scene in front of him was as ordinary as a house. When he came, many people had noticed that maybe he was indifferent at this time. However, the temperament makes many people who are worried at this time consciously get out of the way;

The middle-aged man walked to Mu Fan, casually glanced at Linghu Heng at this time, then looked at Mu Fan, and said with a faint smile, "Ma Rongsheng, a running dog under the young master, I think today's matter may be a little too much. You are Mu Fan. I don't know if I can take away Er Shao now?"

After Mu Fan and Ma Rongsheng looked at each other for a moment, Mu Fan's face calmed down. He let go of Ling Huheng and pushed it to Ma Rongsheng. Ma Rongsheng smiled, held Ling Huheng, who could no longer stand still, and looked at Mu Fan with a humble smile and said, "I don't know when you are free to have a cup of tea together?"

Mu Fan stared at the latter and said lightly, "With you or with your master?"

Ma Rongsheng smiled faintly and said, "The two of us have nothing to do with the eldest young master and the second young master. We only talk about our hearts and not things. I don't know if we will give this face?"

Mu Fan shook his head and said faintly, "I'm sorry, I'm very busy and I'm not free!"

Ma Rongsheng was not surprised and laughed again; "What if you drink tea with the young master?"

Mu Fan also shook his head and sneered; "Don't you have time too? It makes no difference for me that you give your master. I don't think your master is much more expensive than gold!"

Ma Rongsheng was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Mu Fan to say this in front of everyone. It's always bad to hear this in the young master's ears. Ma Rongsheng looked at Mu Fan's simple and calm face at this time and smiled, "I'm just a young man's lackey. How can I compare with the young master? It doesn't matter if you don't have time. I have It's time, I can wait! If a month doesn't work, it will be two months!"

Mu Fan suddenly laughed, looked at this gentle and cautious middle-aged man, and said with a smile, "Why don't you dare to say a year or two? Do you think two months is the limit of my life? I'm sorry, I may let you down. My life is up to me, let alone your young master! If you want to kill me, you don't have to be so troublesome. People will die sooner or later. I'll give him an idea, that is, to see which one of us will live longer. If I die earlier than him, I will be very lucky for him. Does Mr. Ma think this is a good idea?

Ma Rongsheng once again took a lot of Mu Fan seriously. A large number of this vulgar and insidious young man. His words are obvious that he is lucky to die earlier than Da Shao, but lucky, and it is often difficult to meet in life. Isn't he trying to highlight the hidden sentence behind him? He will live less than Da Shao. Longer?

Ma Rongsheng smiled and said nothing more. Then he helped Linghu Heng and walked out.

After all of them left, Mu Fan turned around and walked to Tonglin and Lin Yiru. Seeing Tongrin's worried expression and Lin Yiru's complicated mood of blaming, Mu Fan smiled and said, "Isn't he handsome just now?"

Tonglin's heartbeat is still accelerating. Linghuheng was beaten like that by Mu Fan. Although the injury is not very serious, it has nothing to do with the injury. The action shows a problem. Mu Fan has officially confronted Linghu family. From her point of view, this is not good, at least with Mu Fan's strength. It's not good to fight against the Linghu family, but at this time, when I saw that this man could still laugh, as if nothing had happened, I just smiled bitterly and bothered myself. Yes, I was bullied by others. If I still put up with it, how could I live? Tonglin's experience taught her to endure. No matter how much harm it is, if she wants to take revenge, she must endure it. But since she met Mu Fan, this view has been broken by this man's behavior step by step. What kind of man is he? Today's Mu Fan is strange to Tonglian, but it should be. Maybe Mu Fan at this time is his original face!

There was a lingering lingering palpit: "I'm going back. There are still very important things in the casino,"

Mu Fanao said with a smile, "Did the casino make a lot of money this time? My life is still valuable, isn't it?"

He stared at Mu Fan angrily and took someone to leave quickly. At this time, Lin Yiru, who was beside him, looked at Mu Fan with some complicated eyes and said quietly. "I'm sorry, I didn't help you. I've lost my promise..."

Mu Fan put his arms around Lin Yiru's shoulder, looked down at some lovely women who were obviously a little tense at this time, and said with a smile, "It's not a bad word. Haven't you drunk Yipin? Just bring me a few more bottles!"

Lin Yiru said Mu Fan, and then laughed. In fact, she thinks more than anyone else, but it is useless for her. If people think about the overall situation in their lives, won't they be tired? She has no big ambition. She doesn't want to write novels by herself. She always wants to control the overall situation in the novel. In real life, in the final analysis, she is a little woman who wants to live a quiet life. She has one or two friends, a man she likes, and a man who likes herself.

At this time, Mu Fan received a phone call. It was awesome. After connecting, he hung up in less than a minute, and then a strange smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He looked back at the middle-aged man with sunglasses hiding in the dark and smiled, "Brother, you said you would invite me for today's wine. Don't forget to pay for me later!"

After saying that, Mu Fan took people away. At this time, everyone in the bar looked at this group of people and looked at the young man who laughed and walked out. They were in a bad mood. They were so worried that they didn't know whether to go or continue to soak. Maybe it was impossible to sleep tonight! At this time, the middle-aged man with sunglasses got up from under the table and walked to the bar with a complicated expression. After paying both of them, he called his wife, an apology, and then went home!

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