Ge Ziang laughed loudly, his face full of viciousness and monstrous hatred.

Everything that happened at the Cloudview Hotel made his personality a little distorted, and even a little crazy.

"Ge Ziang, come here, I have something to say to you!" Suddenly, Feng Ji seemed to have some secret to tell Ge Ziang.

Ge Ziang stopped laughing, "What else do you have to say to me when you die?"

"Come here, I'll tell you something, I promise you want to know. ”

Ge Ziang hesitated.

Although he was a little worried about what tricks Feng Ji would play, but now that Feng Ji was tied up tightly, he couldn't play any tricks, so he couldn't help but be curious and walked towards Feng Ji.

"If you have anything to say, say it quickly, Lao Tzu's patience is limited. ”

Seeing Ge Ziang approaching, Feng Ji suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood at Ge Ziang, and then said sharply: "Ge Ziang, what I want to tell you is that you are a big idiot, do you think you can kill Mu Sen with you? Let me tell you, you are looking for death!"

Ge Ziang was caught off guard and was sprayed with blood, but instead of being angry, he laughed again, because for a person who was about to die, he didn't need to be angry.

"Feng Ji, Feng Ji, you can, you still dare to play Lao Tzu! I know that kid Mu Sen is a little weird, but don't you want to think about it, if I'm not sure, dare to set up this game?"

"Honey, wipe your face first. At this time, Milian came over with a handkerchief and handed it to Ge Ziang.

Then he sneered at Feng Ji and said: "You, you are really fat and stupid, my dear said, no matter how powerful a person is, can he not be afraid of guns?"

"Gun?" Hearing this word, Feng Ji glanced at Zhao Kun's waist, and sure enough, there was a bulge there as if he had a gun, and he also began to panic, Mu Sen didn't say that he was not afraid of guns.

"Don't worry, I'll give you a gun later, so you can experience what it's like to be shot. Ge Ziang wiped his face and said proudly.

"Boy, do you know that I have deployed eight gunners here, and as long as that Mu Sen comes, he will inevitably be beaten into a sieve!"

Zhao Kun pulled out the gun on his waist without hesitation at this time, and the barrel of the black hole was aimed at Feng Ji, "So do you think that brother of yours can still save you?"

At this moment, a faint voice sounded.

"Really, why do you think I can't save him!"

Hearing this, Ge Ziang and Mi Lian's faces changed drastically, but they quickly laughed.

And Feng Ji was first surprised, and then shouted desperately: "Mu Sen, leave me alone, they have guns!"

A figure gradually became clear under the light, it was Mu Sen.

"Zhao Kun, I'll leave it to you here. Ge Ziang still had a great fear of Mu Sen, so as soon as Mu Sen appeared, he hurriedly ran towards an iron house.

Milline followed, but as she was about to step into the iron house, the door was slammed shut.

"Ziang, why did you close the door, hurry up and open the door and let me in. ”

"You don't have to come in, because you stinky bitch is useless!" came Ge Ziang's cold voice from the room.

"Why?" Mi Lian was stunned, at this time, Ge Ziang actually left her, didn't she let her die?

What is the value?

Could it be that he was just using himself to lure Feng Ji into the bait and beat her at the Yunjing Hotel, he said that it was a show, but it was not actually a play, but his real move?

She was unwilling, she didn't believe that all this would be true, she was committing crimes for him, why did she do this to her?

So she kept knocking on the door and asking why.

Her questioning was not answered at all.

So, she slammed the door desperately, and scolded hoarsely: "Ge Ziang, you bastard, wolf-hearted thing, how can I be blind to look at people like you, you open the door for me, open the door quickly!"

She screamed exhausted, but the iron door still didn't move.

She collapsed, slumped on the ground, and began to beg, "Ge Ziang, please open the door, you can let me do whatever I want in the future, please open the door, I don't want to die yet, please......"

At this time, Zhao Kun turned the muzzle of the gun to Mu Sen, and Sen Ran said: "You are very courageous, you really dare to come alone, but don't you think this courage is a kind of stupidity? You can completely ignore this brother of yours, and then fly away, so that you don't have to die at all!"

"Mu Sen, I'm sorry, I hurt you!" Feng Ji was full of guilt and despair at this time, because he didn't believe that Mu Sen could escape the muzzle of this black hole, and there were eight gunmen hiding in the shadows, this time I was afraid that it would really be difficult to escape.

"Are you so sure that I'm going to die?" Mu Sen didn't pay attention to Feng Ji for the time being, but said proudly with his hands in his hands, looking like the gun in front of him was not a gun, but a toy!

"Haha......" Zhao Kun laughed, laughing so much that tears were about to come out, "I have never seen such arrogant and arrogant people, not to mention whether you can escape my gun, there are eight guns staring at you behind your back! Do you think you can dodge?"

"Then why don't you let your eight-barreled gun shoot and try it!" Mu Sen smiled faintly.

Zhao Kun was slightly stunned, and suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"Da Biao, shoot! Kill this kid!"

His screams echoed through the air, and the scene fell silent for a moment!

He was waiting for the fierce gunshots to ring, and his brothers, all of whom were like gods, had no fear of shooting him.

Correct......

There was no gunshot!

His face began to change drastically, and he looked at Mu Sen deeply.

"You don't have to look at me like that, those brothers of yours have already gone to talk about life with Lord Hades!"

"You, you, how did you do it?" Zhao Kun felt a sense of fear for the first time, even if he had been a mercenary and a killer before, and had never felt so frightened after going through life and death.

"You don't need to know how. If you still have confidence, you might as well pull the board machine in your hand and try it!" Mu Sen looked at Zhao Kun with a hint of playfulness at the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Kun was tense and held the gun, with a hint of hesitation, because Mu Sen's indifferent look made him feel that if this shot was fired, what would be the result, and he was a little unsure.

At this time, Zhao Kun only felt a flower in front of him.

Bang!

His hand holding the gun was actually broken at the wrist!

The broken hand on the ground is still holding the gun tightly!

He didn't even feel pain!

Blood gushed out like a spring, but he was still unaware, just looking at Mu Sen in a daze.

"How is it possible?How is it possible?How is it possible?" he roared in his heart, even if the other party was a martial cultivator, how could he be so powerful at such a young age!

He is not a martial cultivator, but he understands martial cultivators, and he is not afraid of ordinary martial cultivators, because ordinary martial cultivators are also afraid of guns.

Feng Ji looked at this scene and was directly stunned, he wondered if he wanted to get to know Mu Sen again.