052 Who would believe it?

Everyone looked at it closely, only to find that the thing that fell to the ground turned out to be a tongue.

Mu Yan Xiu's cold gaze withdrew from Gong Qianteng's face, revealing a leisurely smile, and only spit out two words, "It's too noisy." ”

The old man in yellow's face changed, gritted his teeth and said, "Your Excellency is really ruthless. ”

Mu Yan's fingers plucked the strings again, and the rope that tied Luo Beiyu was cut in an instant.

Xiaobao, who was beside Mu Yan, rushed out like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he dragged Luo Beiyu, who was covered in blood, to Mu Yan's side, and took out the mysterious medicine and fed Luo Beiyu to eat.

Luo Beiyu opened his eyes vaguely, and when he saw the figures of Mu Yan and Xiaobao, his eyes couldn't help but turn red, and he choked up: "Master, little senior brother, you kill me, and then run away! I don't want to be humiliated to be a waste alive, and I don't want to affect you...... They are the people of Jinhongmen, and they are a well-known killer organization in the Yanwu Continent, I don't want to trouble you......"

Bangβ€”β€”!

Xiaobao punched down, knocked the person unconscious, and spit out two words impatiently on his cold little face: "It's too noisy!"

Mu Yan chuckled, looked at the old man in yellow, and said slowly: "In terms of ruthlessness, how many people dare to compare with Jin Hongmen?

The old man in yellow smiled proudly: "Since you know, it's good, if you offend our Jinhongmen, there will be no good end!"

Mu Yan handed the qin to Xiaobao to hold, picked up a sword from the ground casually, and said with a smile: "That's right, this sentence is also what I want to say." If you offend me, it won't end well!"

Although the person in front of him had this child, he looked like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old.

In the eyes of the old man in yellow, she is a yellow-haired girl.

If Mu Yan used the piano, he might still be afraid. But this girl wants to defeat him with a sword? Hehe, what a joke!

"Even a little girl dares to threaten the old man, do you know that the old man's cultivation has reached the heaven-level high level. It's so unpredictable, but there is a price to pay!"

Just a cup of tea time later.

The old man in yellow looked at the sword pointed in front of his neck, trembling all over, and his eyes were full of unbelievable horror: "Impossible, this is impossible......! How could you be an innate martial artist?!"

A teenage girl is an innate martial artist, who will believe it when she says it? Who can believe it?!!

How many innate martial artists are there in the Yanwu Continent?

Which one is not seventy or eighty, or even over a hundred years old?!

A twenty-two-year-old heaven-level martial artist Gong Qianxue can already shock the world, but what if the name of this eighteen-year-old innate martial artist spreads?!

The old man's body trembled, he glanced at the corpses of his own men lying on the ground, and tried his best to maintain his composure: "Our Jinhongmen is a killer organization, and we have always used people's money and people to eliminate disasters, if the girl is willing to show mercy to my subordinates, Jinhongmen will definitely repay the girl's kindness in the future." ”

"Oh?" Mu Yan curled the corners of his lips and said with a smile, "So, you want to betray your employer and surrender to me?"

"Yes, yes!"

"But what if your employer doesn't agree?" Mu Yan glanced at Gong Qianteng on the rattan chair with a frightened face.

The old man in yellow didn't even have a trace of struggle in his eyes, and said coldly: "Just kill it." There is no employer, and naturally there is no mission failure. ”