"Master Xiong, I don't think you have figured out what the situation is now. ”

Mu Zeming jumped down from the cabinet at the front desk and walked towards Ma Xiong step by step.

Seeing that the young man's kind smile disappeared, replaced by an indifferent calm, although Ma Xiong held a gun, every time the young man took a step forward, he would subconsciously take a step back.

"I warn you! Don't come here, I'm going to blow your head off!" Ma Xiong shouted loudly, although his voice was loud, but his trembling right hand with a gun had betrayed him.

Ma Xiong shouted in the hall like a clown, for some reason, it was clear that he was the one with the gun, and the other party was just a minor child, but Ma Xiong could see the contempt that flashed in Mu Zeming's eyes.

This teenager, he's not afraid of guns!

By the time Ma Xiong reacted, Mu Zeming had already walked in front of him, and he had no way out.

Mu Zeming stretched out his hand and slowly took the pistol from Ma Xiong's hand, and the moment the gun left Ma Xiong's hand, the last line of defense in Ma Xiong's heart also completely collapsed.

Cold sweat soaked his clothes, and the whole person sat on the ground as if he was unconscious.

There were dozens of people standing in the hall, but except for some faint breathing, there was only the movement of the cold wind outside.

The reason why Ma Xiong gave up was not that he felt that Mu Zeming was not afraid of the gun in his hand, even if he was holding a bazooka in his hand at this time, he still didn't have the courage to pull the trigger.

From the moment he took the first step back, Ma Xiong had already lost.

You don't even believe in yourself, let alone a gun in your hand?

Sometimes, in a game, winning or losing is only a thought, and the final winner is always the person who can withstand the pressure, and the person who is not self-defeating is often the first to die.

Mu Zeming stood in front of Ma Xiong, playing with the pistol in his hand, pulling out the magazine, and unloading the bullets inside one by one.

"Ding, Ding, Ding......"

Every bullet that fell to the ground with a crisp sound struck the nerves of everyone present.

It wasn't until the sixth and last bullet that Mu Zeming pressed the magazine back into the pistol, loaded it, and opened the safety in one go.

When Ma Xiong reacted, the cold muzzle of the gun was already on top of his head, and the piercing chill made his whole body tremble.

At this time, Mu Zeming, who was holding a gun, slowly opened his mouth: "I'll just ask again, who sent you?"

Obviously, Mu Zeming lost his patience, and at first he could still joke with these jumping clowns, but after a long time, the game was not fun.

Just as Mu Zeming asked, of course he didn't believe that Ma Xiong could come to Mumei to make trouble for no reason, although he was the head dragon here, he usually collected protection money, he really dared to come to the company to make trouble, and he had to arrest the newly appointed president, there must be someone behind him.

For Ma Xiong, whose psychological defense line has collapsed, there is no need for Mu Zeming to ask too much, and after a few seconds of stalemate, "Yes...... It's a wolf soul......"

Wolf soul?—Mu Zeming frowned, "What else?" ”

"They are the real mercenaries, they have guns and weapons, we are just gangsters here, so naturally we have to listen to their ......"

"I'm asking you to get down to business, not asking you to talk this nonsense. Mu Zeming knocked Ma Xiong's head with a gun, and Ma Xiong's head was lowered even more.

"Yes! Yes! The wolf soul asked us to come here to make trouble, and bring the new president back, saying that it was casual and that they had their backing. ”

Looking at Ma Xiong's humble appearance, he shouldn't be lying, Mu Zeming squinted his eyes, and thought in his heart: Hehe, it seems that this wolf soul is also a shrinking turtle, obviously a mercenary group on the list, but it is really funny to send these shrimp soldiers and shrimp to take the lead in the future.

In the airport incident some time ago, Mu Zeming encountered a bald male iron wolf on the way to East China Airport, and after a fight, Mu Zeming killed the iron wolf.

This wolf soul should be afraid, and he wants to take revenge, but he is afraid of Mu Zeming's strength, so he sent Ma Xiong to test it.

Thinking about this, Mu Zeming removed the last bullet in the pistol and threw the pistol back to Ma Xiong, "Get out, don't let us see you in the future." ”

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes, definitely. Ma Xiong, who took the pistol, was a little incoherent and wanted to get up from the ground, but his legs were weak and he sat back down, and finally stood up with the help of his younger brother.

In this way, when a group of people came, they were violent, and when they ran past the glass turnstiles at the door, they were scrambling for fear that they would not be able to get out if they ran slowly.

"Ma Xiong, wait a minute. Mu Zeming shouted.

It didn't matter if he was called, but Ma Xiong, who was called by name, fell to the ground again with weak legs.

Mu Zeming smiled, "I forgot to tell something, go back and help me bring them a message, just say that this wolf soul and I, Mu Zeming, will go sooner or later, there is no need to engage in these small actions." ”

"Yes! Yes! I must bring Mu Shao's words, definitely!"

Ma Xiong was carried out of Mu Mei by several younger brothers.

Usami walked over slowly from the side, Mu Zeming breathed a long sigh of relief, and looked around at Mu Mei's employees standing in the hall.

raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you doing in a daze, clean up, what should you do." ”

After speaking, the hall was still quiet, no one moved, just looked at Mu Zeming with dull eyes.

Mu Zeming opened his mouth, a little speechless, and complained in his heart: I said, why are you all looking at me like this?

Zhong Wenhua in the crowd was the first to react, and he had also seen a thing or two about Mu Zeming's methods, so he didn't feel too surprised by what happened today.

clapped his hands in fear, "Everyone! Mu Shao has spoken, everyone hurry up!"

Hearing the president's speech, everyone reacted, and the people gathered dispersed in a hurry, but everyone's face was full of surprise and enthusiasm when they left.

After all, whoever you change to see this kind of game with guns in real life will feel your blood boiling.

"Damn! It turns out that this is our big boss! Don't you see that President Zhong also calls him Mu Shao?"

"Mu Shao is too fierce! Look at his face, he is obviously a little milk dog, but he is so handsome when he is serious!"

"I said that you have to have a degree of nymphomaniac, and people are still underage. ”

In this way, everyone left one after another in the discussion, and then Zhong Wenhua commanded a few security guards to clean the hall, and took Mu Zeming and them to the elevator.

When Mu Zeming passed by the office area, everyone would stand up and shout "Good afternoon Mu Shao", and Mu Zeming would nod in response.

And Leng Xue, who was following the three of them, heard a voice of "Mu Shaohao", so he came back to his senses from the shock just now, and looked at his mobile phone, which also showed the words whether the alarm number was dialed or not.

Taking the elevator, the four of them came to the top 28th floor, the president's office area.

As soon as he entered the door, Mu Zeming lay on the sofa, "Oops! I'm tired to death, and I've been shopping all morning." ”

"I said Brother Wenhua, next time we go to the street, you must follow us, otherwise you won't even be able to buy clothes. Mu Zeming is still complaining.

Zhong Wenhua could only smile awkwardly and agreed.

Mu Zeming saw that Leng Xue was not speaking on the side, and teased: "Secretary Leng, this boss is here, don't you take a glass of juice to drink?"

"Ahh Leng Xue hurriedly went and poured three glasses of juice.

Seeing Leng Xue's somewhat flustered movements, Mu Zeming laughed out loud and said, "Secretary Leng, it's good to get along like before, if you are so restrained, how can I rely on you to make Mu Mei bigger in the future?"

Hearing Mu Zeming's ridicule, Leng Xue's face flushed, and she bit her lip and said, "I'm sorry, Mu Shao, today is my problem, I shouldn't have questioned you, and I said so many bad things about you." ”

Hearing Leng Xue's apology, Mu Zeming was stunned for a moment, and some didn't react, "Eh, what's the bad word?"

Zhong Wenhua explained to Mu Zeming that he was in the hall just now, and when he hadn't come yet, Leng Xue's anxiety and uneasiness.

After listening, Mu Zeming suddenly realized, "It's normal that you don't trust me, I'm still a child after all, who wants to entrust their lives to a child?"

Leng Xue hurriedly said: "No! it won't be in the future, Mu Shao, your performance today is no longer inferior to any mature adult." ”

Leng Xue refers to the fact that Mu Zeming forced Ma Xiong to throw away his gun without using any means today.

"Hehe, that's it. Mu Zeming said.

"Okay, you also sit down, I happened to be here today, you tell me about Mu Mei's recent situation. ”