Plundering love: Mu Shao, please respect yourself

Chapter 817 Do you want a corpse?
Ouyang's voice was slightly cold, and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth was particularly obvious.

Mu Chenmo's face was indifferent, his hands on his lap couldn't help but clenched tightly, his heart seemed to be bitten by something, and breathing from the pain became uncomfortable.

Although his complexion did not change, Ouyang saw a gloomy light in his eyes.

Suddenly, Ouyang pulled his lips into a smile, and the laughter rang out in the private room, "Haha, Mu Chenmo, is it particularly uncomfortable? Your son is dead, do you want the body? If you want it, you have to exchange it for the most precious thing. This is your I owe it to you, you have suppressed the Ouyang Consortium all these years, and you don't think of brotherhood to attack the Mu family and the Ouyang Consortium in my hands, Mu Chenmo, if you do something, you should think about what will happen today."

Every word Ouyang said was like a hammer hitting his heart.

Although it was uncomfortable, he would not believe a word until he saw Bai Chenfeng's 'corpse'.

"Really? The end?" Mu Chenmo chuckled lightly, the gloomy light in his cold pool-like eyes became more intense, "Ouyang, you don't want this, it's not that I don't want to give it to you."

After finishing speaking, he took the document back, handed it to Rhett behind him, and said two words coldly: "Burn it."

"Okay, boss."

Rhett agreed, took the documents and walked to the trash can beside him.

Then he took out a lighter from his pocket and lit the document. The blue fire and the red fire intersected, and a thick puff of smoke filled the air. While choking his nose, it also covered Mu Chenmo's handsome face that turned all sentient beings upside down. A layer of frost that strangers should not get close to.

In the next moment, Mu Chenmo's thin lips parted slightly, and he paused every word: "Let's talk about Lu Xuan, you killed him, right?"

Hearing Mu Chenmo mention Lu Xuan, the smile on Ouyang's face was stagnant, and his expression became fierce, like a wild leopard about to go mad, and could retaliate anytime and anywhere, "Mu Chenmo, in your heart, is Lu Xuan more important than me? ?”

"Yes." Mu Chenmo nodded noncommittally.

"Heh, we've known each other for more than 20 years."

Ouyang's tone became heavier, and there was a strong sadness in his voice.But there was a sharp light in his eyes.

In the next moment, he heard his growl in a cold tone: "But Mu Chenmo, haven't I been good enough to you for more than 20 years? If it wasn't for you, how could my leg be broken? How could you and I have a car accident?"

Ouyang's roar made Mu Chenmo sneer.

"I'm sorry, I, Mu Chenmo, can't accept your love, and I don't want to accept it. But, Ouyang, remember, you ordered Mu Qianqian to kill my father, you killed Lu Xuan, and now you kidnap my son. It's an account, and I will settle it with you."

"What do you want to calculate?" Ouyang raised his eyebrows.

"I'll let you sit in prison." Mu Chenmo paused every word.

"A disabled person in jail? What are you kidding?" Ouyang looked contemptuously, and turned to look at Lin Meng behind him, "Give me the phone."

Lin Meng understood and handed the phone to Ouyang.

Ouyang took the phone, clicked on the photo of the dead body of 'Bai Chenfeng', and threw it to Mu Chenmo.

"Do you want a corpse?" Ouyang pulled his lips into a smile, staring at Mu Chenmo with burning eyes, as if he wanted to see the crack on his face.

However, Mu Chenmo didn't look at the phone in front of him.

At this moment, he felt a kind of pain in his heart.The bottom of my heart was timid, but my face remained calm.

Seeing that Mu Chenmo didn't even have the courage to take a look, Ouyang pulled his lips, and a triumphant smile appeared on his lips, "Mu Chenmo, look, you have weaknesses. Tell me... who am I going to attack next? What about Tang Yu, or Qin Che, or... Fu Sisi?"

(End of this chapter)