"Meat bullshit! If other families know about this, won't they laugh at us for bullying the small? The old man was furious.

Fly legs are also meat, what a fallacy of this!

"Old man, don't pretend, you all know that a family has intervened, why bother." Bai Bo said idly.

He knew everything, so he wouldn't believe that an old man who was more shrewd than the old fox wouldn't know?

"Ahem...... As far as you kid knows! The old man paused and said with some embarrassment.

"Yes, yes, yes, you've always taught you." Bai Bo knows that the old man has this temper, if you follow him, you can say anything, if you are with him, then it will be over, and the two of them will be cross.

"Okay, save that girl and bring it back for me to see. If you want to be the daughter-in-law of my Bai family, you have to pass my pass first. The old man smiled with satisfaction.

At the same time, Mu Xuncheng had already found Xiao Xiao, who was injured and was about to fall into a coma due to excessive blood loss.

"Xiaoxiao, how are you?" Mu Xuncheng took away the simple flute in his mouth, quickly rushed over, picked up Xiao Xiao, and asked anxiously.

Xiao Xiao's originally white face was already pale at this time.

"Mr. Mu, your flute can't be stopped!" The middle-aged man squatted on the side, equally anxious, but he still reminded him.

When I was in the army before, I was also asked to learn hypnosis. But he felt that it was too much, so he didn't learn. The backlash is too serious, and if you don't succeed, you won't have a chance to escape.

"If you keep playing the flute, you can buy me five minutes, and I'll kill them." The middle-aged man was ruthless and didn't look at his young master.

The young master, who has always been high, when has he ever been so embarrassed? But he clearly knew that if Mu Xuncheng stopped playing the flute, the three of them, including the group behind him.

All of them have to be buried here today.

When those people reacted, Mu Xuncheng's backlash was basically fatal, and at that time, he couldn't take away two big living people alone!

What's more, there is a group of people who are dying behind.

This reason, Mu Xuncheng will not know? He clenched his fists, took a deep breath to calm his mind, and brought the flute to his mouth again.

The melodious and flat sound of the flute came out again, and several masked men in grass-green clothes hiding in the grass in the distance who had regained a little clarity of their eyes became chaotic again.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute turned and became excited. As if they couldn't bear the pain, they rolled in the grass with their heads in their hands.

There are those who cry, and there are those who laugh.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man's eyes were full of incredulity. This president would actually have this kind of lost Requiem.

The beginning of the Requiem is the same as the lowest lullaby, but the effect is much greater than that of the lower lullaby. The further you go, the more effort is expended.

But once it fails, the backlash is even more severe.

In other words, if one of these people survives today, Mu Xuncheng will be a stupid person even if he is lucky not to die.

Rao is an iron-blooded man, and his eyes are also covered with water. In this society now, where are there men with such true temperaments?

Thinking so, the middle-aged man didn't wait any longer. Directly pulled out a dagger as thin as a wing, and quickly bullied up, and dropped a life with a knife in his hand.

It's almost like torture, and there is not the slightest resistance.

The middle-aged man rushed to the place where Mu Xuncheng was, no! Something is so wrong! The killers who come out together to do tasks, even if there are a few bad ones, but it is impossible for all of them to be so bad!

Sure enough, when it was a hundred meters away from Mu Xun City. The middle-aged man saw the killer who was holding the dagger tightly and hiding only five meters away from Mu Xun City.

He was covered in a cold sweat, and he couldn't disturb Mu Xuncheng at this time, but that person ......

If he rushes over now, that killer will definitely fight, and then it will definitely disturb Mu Xun City. But if he doesn't rush over, Mu Xuncheng will definitely die.

The middle-aged man could only crawl on the ground, and he didn't dare to come out. Little by little, he moved towards the killer, and he only wished that the killer would do it later.

One minute late, Mu Xuncheng's chances of surviving would be ten percent higher.

The middle-aged man who killed five or six killers in one go without panting was actually sweating profusely at the moment.

The distance between the killer and Mu Xun City was also gradually approaching, four meters...... Three-meter ...... Two meters ...... One meter!

The middle-aged man didn't care about being disturbed or not, and slammed in the direction of the killer, trying to stop him at the last meter distance.

The killer was startled by the middle-aged man's movements, and suddenly stepped forward a few steps to stand behind Mu Xuncheng, the hand holding the dagger raised high, and fell fiercely at his neck.

"Don't! Mu Xun City quickly dodge! The middle-aged man shouted hurriedly.

Mu Xuncheng's flute sounded, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and the killer fell to the ground.

Mu Xuncheng's low voice sounded again, but in the ears of the middle-aged man, it was obvious that it was being eaten back.

Fortunately, Mu Xuncheng was witty enough, and he immediately picked it up after just a pause.

This kind of mental trauma can be repaired for half a month at most.

He rushed to Mu Xuncheng's side, standing beside him guarding the two men who were now powerless.

At this time, the captain of Tejing, who fired the shot, also rushed over.

As soon as I saw a middle-aged man, I opened my mouth to speak.

The middle-aged man had a dark face, his fingers on his lips, and he was not allowed to speak.

Captain Tejing looked thoughtfully at Mu Xuncheng, who was still playing the flute, and the person behind him asked in a low voice for some reason: "Captain, the man in Mr. Mu's arms is so seriously injured, why is Mr. Mu still playing the flute here." ”

As soon as the words fell, Mu Xuncheng's flute became urgent.

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed dangerously, and he rushed at the man who spoke, and when he went up, he lifted his chin and threw it out.

Then quickly returned to Mu Xuncheng: "Mr. Mu, don't worry. Calm down, I'll bandage the young master briefly, and after you finish playing this tune, we'll go to the hospital immediately. ”

"Calm down, Mr. Mu. The young master hasn't woken up yet, and you've fallen down, what should I do! The middle-aged man had never been so cautious, he tried not to make Mu Xuncheng feel too loud, but he still had to make Mu Xuncheng hear.

Mu Xuncheng's eyes flashed, and then the sound of the flute returned to steady.

This kind of Requiem, although very effective against the enemy, also does a lot of damage to yourself. Since the Requiem is so long, the person playing it must not be interrupted, the middle cannot be disturbed, and most importantly, every note must not be wrong.

Interlocking, once that link goes wrong, then it is a failure!

The captain also understood what he meant at this time, he stepped forward and patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder, gestured a few times, and asked if he wanted to carry these two people back to the car?

The middle-aged man shook his head and looked at the young master covered in blood, he also wanted to hurry back to the car so that he could be sent to the hospital for treatment as soon as possible.

But the possibility of the repercussion played by Mu Xuncheng is too great, and the strength of the revolt is too great, and he can't let this master who came to save his young master hang by a thread.

The middle-aged man silently bandaged Xiao Xiao, looking at the blood on his hand, his eyes were painful.

That's right, blood! He has the same blood type as the young master!

The middle-aged man pulled out the dagger from his waist and carefully wiped it on his clothes. I've seen this method before, but I really don't know if it's useful.

He slashed the dagger at the palm of his hand, and blood gushed out instantly.

The middle-aged man raised Xiao Xiao's head slightly, pinched his jaw, forced him to open his mouth, fed blood into Xiao Xiao's mouth, and forced him to swallow.

Whether it's useful or not, it's a little better.

Mu Xuncheng's fingers sped up, and the middle-aged man knew the last note of the matter.

He fed Xiao Xiao blood while glaring at those who came to help.

Finally, after the flute let out a mournful sound, Mu Xuncheng stopped playing.

"Let's go, let's go to the hospital." Mu Xuncheng's face was pale, even a few points whiter than Xiao Xiao's.

He staggered to his feet and said to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man picked up Xiao Xiao and nodded to Mu Xuncheng: "You are a man!" ”

Mu Xuncheng smiled slightly, and then only felt dizzy, and his legs fell into the grass with weakness.

The captain hurried over and picked up Mu Xuncheng in the posture of a middle-aged man.

"Senior, let's go." The captain said respectfully to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man nodded: "Be careful of his head, there must be no trauma." ”

"Yes." The captain carefully guarded Mu Xuncheng's head, one leg forward and one leg backward, looking ready to sprint.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man put the wound next to Xiao Xiao's lips.

Xu lost too much blood, and Xiao Xiao began to automatically swallow the blood that flowed into his mouth in the palm of the middle-aged man's hand.

The middle-aged man slowed down as much as he could, waiting for the captain......

"What do you say, old man! He is a married man, and he is still a pregnant woman! What is the daughter-in-law of the Bai family, just say something that you don't have. Inside the car, Bai Bo said with a bitter face.

This kind of thing, as for him himself, knows what kind of mood he feels after saying it.

"You kid's thoughts, you still want to hide it from me? What is a married man afraid of, what is afraid of having children, as long as you like it, these are not problems. ”

The old man said openly. Every person in the family has a bitter past. The old man's past is to give up a woman he loves deeply.

So he has never expressed his position on who Bai Bo likes, and let the people below handle it.

"Xiaobo, tell me the truth to my old man, what do you think of that girl?" The old man asked earnestly.

He made a mistake and didn't want his grandson to do it again.

"Old man, you don't care, I'll handle my business myself." Bai Bo is a little impatient, what do you let him say about this kind of thing?

Proud as a white wave, how could he say that he was in love with a married woman, and even after she became pregnant, he still had a hidden idea about her?