Chatper 203 (1/2)

"Heh!" Qin Muchen sneered, squatted down, and grabbed Mu Ninghui's pajamas: "It's been a long time since I saw you, I didn't expect Young Master Mu to recognize who I am at a glance."

It was Qin Muchen!

In the middle of the night, in his sleep, someone suddenly pulled him out of the bed. This person was Qin Muchen who had crippled one of his legs!

"Why are you here! Where's the bodyguard, where's the housekeeper!" Mu Ninghui struggled to get up from the ground.

However, Qin Muchen's hand holding his lapel did not move at all.

He couldn't break free, he was angry and anxious, turned his head and saw a group of Qin Muchen's men around him, and then he panicked.

No matter how much he yelled, Qin Muchen didn't change his expression.

He did not know where to conjure a dagger, and pressed it against Mu Ninghui's chest, tilting his head slightly, with a sullen look on his face: "Do you think I dare to kill you?"

The image of Su Ziyue lying in his arms and saying "it hurts" flashed in his mind, his heart tightened suddenly, and the hand holding the dagger exerted uncontrollable force.

He really wanted to kill Mu Ninghui.

However, he wasn't sure if Su Ziyue would hate him after knowing that he had killed someone.

After all, Su Ziyue's living environment was much simpler than him.

People who have survived the profit chain have dealt with both black and white. He actually doesn't think much about human life.

"Ah! You...you...stop! The Mu family is not something you can't afford..."

Mu Ninghui felt a slight pain in his chest, and screamed in fright, and sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.

But what Su Yige said quickly flashed through his mind. She said that Qin Muchen was just a poor boy who worked as the vice president of a small company and had no backing.

Although Qin Muchen's current situation made him feel terrible, he still used this excuse to comfort himself.

"You... calm down, I will try my best to satisfy you whatever you want, and I won't call the police, that... If you want money, you can, I have it, my family has a lot of money..."

Mu Ninghui felt the powerful aura emanating from Qin Muchen's body, and it silently crushed his confidence little by little. He couldn't continue speaking after speaking, and didn't dare to speak again.

Qin Mu snorted coldly: "Your family has a lot of money?"

"Yes, yes, my family has a lot of money. I'll write you a check for as much as you want!" He is the only child in the family. Very generous.

Because of this, he went astray.

The fact that the Mu family has become an important family in Yunzhou City is also because the family is really full of talents.

"In that case, I'll see. I'd like to try. How long will it take to ruin the Mu family?"

After Qin Mushen finished speaking, he asked Mu Ninghui again: "What do you think?"

It was only then that Mu Ninghui finally became afraid. He realized that Qin Muchen was not just talking, because the confidence in Qin Muchen's eyes was not deceiving.

Although his tone sounded a little arrogant, it made Mu Ninghui inexplicably convinced, and made him inexplicably feel that what Qin Muchen said was true, and he would definitely do it when he said he would ruin the Mu family.

But since he was born, he had never touched an iron plate, and he suffered two big somersaults in Qin Muchen's hands in a row, so he was naturally unhappy in his heart.

He pouted and said nothing.

Qin Mu pondered for a moment. At first, he wanted to mutilate Mu Ninghui, but now he changed his mind.

When he saw that Su Ziyue was injured, he wanted to return her injuries thousands of times, but the skin wounds would heal, and it was not enough to be disabled.

Qin Muchen raised his head and said to one of his subordinates, "Take out the gun."