I Love My Sweet Neighbor

It was probably Mu Qingtian who beat big song silly.

After shouting "Hero, spare me," the guy knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Mu Qingtian ignored him and kicked him aside. He quickly ran to Yun Zhuran and helped Yun Zhuran up from the ground.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes." Yun Zhuran nodded, tears rolling around her eyes.

No matter how cold the two of them were, no matter how angry Yun Zhuran was with Qingtian, in the end, at the most dangerous moment, he would rush to save himself, or this husband.

Yun Zhuran was so moved that he couldn't say anything.

She looked up and suddenly saw Gao Dasong pick up a flowerpot from the guardrail beside her, raise it above her head, and pounce on Mu Qingtian fiercely.

"Be careful." Yun Zhuran yelled and pushed Mu Qingtian hard.

Mu Qingtian's body swayed and just avoided the flowerpot. The flowerpot fell to the ground. With a crack, it fell to pieces. It was obvious how powerful the tall pine was. He was clearly trying to kill someone.

Gao Dasong used all his strength in this move. He panicked when he saw that he missed. He looked up and glanced at Qingtian. Their eyes met in midair.

Mu Qingtian's sharp eyes shot at him like knives, and anger was burning in his eyes.

Gao da song trembled with fear.

He wanted to run.

As soon as he turned around, Mu Qingtian rushed over and grabbed him by the collar.

"You still want to run. You bastard! You bastard!"

Mu Qingtian pushed his hand, and Gao Dasong fell to the ground, his face rubbing the ground and sliding forward more than a meter. When he looked up again, his face was covered in blood. Mu Qingtian stepped on his back, squatted down, grabbed his hair, and pressed his head to the ground.

Gao Dasong, let me tell you, I've never hated anyone in my life. You're the first."

"You, you dare to do something to me. You..."

Gao Dasong's head was pressed to the ground, so he couldn't see Mu Qingtian's face directly. He could only take a peek at her from the corner of his eye. He felt that Mu Qingtian had a murderous look on his face. If he were to provoke him again, it would be hard to say that he would actually kill someone.

"Spare me, I didn't do anything to her."

Gao Dasong pointed his hand hard at Yun Zhuran.

Yun Zhuran also walked over, looking more and more tall and relaxed.

How dare you point your finger at me?!

Yun Zhuran was so angry that he stepped on Gao Dasong's hand with one foot. The knuckles of his fingers creaked. Gao Dasong howled like a pig again.

Just as the scene was in disarray, footsteps were heard in the corridor. A group of security guards, led by a middle-aged man in a suit and a manager's appearance, trotted over.

"What happened? What happened?"

The manager saw Mu Qingtian from afar, and of course, Gao Dasong, who was trampled by mu Qingtian.

Gao Dasong was in despair, hearing footsteps in the distance, as if he had seen a glimmer of light in the dark. He quickly opened his eyes wide and looked over.

Manager Feng, help me quickly. I'm Gao Dasong. I'm going to be killed!"

Gao Dasong's limbs moved, but under the pressure of Mu Qingtian's foot, he couldn't move at all. It looked more or less like a turtle dragging a stone tablet.

He was right. The man in the suit leading the security guard was manager Feng. He was also one of Gao Dasong's best friends.

Manager Feng saw Gao Dasong from afar and frowned.

He knew it too.

It was probably Gao Dasong's fault again. This guy is not young anymore. But he couldn't control his lower body, so he could clean up a little.

But then again. Even if manager Feng looked down on Gao Dasong again, he was a good friend of the big boss, and it was hard to say anything. If something really happened, he had to stand by him no matter what. Besides, he had done manager Feng a lot of good. It was also a debt of gratitude.

That's all I want. He quickened his steps and came to Mu Qingtian. Mu Qingtian had his back to him and couldn't see his face.

He pointed at Mu Qingtian and shouted, "What are you doing? Let go of your hand! If you make trouble here, don't ask who the boss is!"

At the same time, with a wave of his hand, the security guards behind him gathered around in a fierce manner, swung their arms, rolled up their sleeves, and acted as if they were ready to fight.

Mu Qingtian didn't look back. Manager Feng was about to reach out and pull his shoulder. Suddenly, someone grabbed his arm.

"Manager Feng, I advise you not to do anything."

A polite voice came into manager Feng's ears.

Manager Feng could not help but turn to look. A man with a bloody face was standing beside him, reaching out to pull his arm. This man was very elegant and had a completely different temperament from the bloodstains on his face.

He was putting on his glasses, and he looked familiar.

"You are..." Manager Feng felt like he was alone, but he didn't dare to call out his name.

Mu Huanjiang put his glasses back on. The frames were cracked. He moved and the lenses fell off. He simply threw his eyes aside.

"Manager Feng, you're so forgetful. The last time I did you such a big favor, you forgot me so quickly. I'm Mu Huanjiang."

"Oh, you are vice president mu. You..."

"Put that hand down first, or you will regret it."

Mu Huanjiang gave manager Feng a look, meaning that the person you're dealing with right now is definitely not easy to provoke.

However, manager Feng's hand did not retract.

At this moment, Mu Qingtian turned around and glared at him.

Of course manager Feng knew Mu Qingtian. He was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and he took several steps back, his lips turning pale.

"You, you are Muzongcai."

"You recognize me. It's really rare." Mu Qingtian said with a look of awe.

Gao Dasong, who had been trampled under his feet, was still urging him.

"Old feng, what are you doing? Aren't you my good buddy?! Save me now! Beat him up! Do it now."

A few security guards behind him tried to rush up, and a few even brought their sticks over their heads.

Manager Feng stopped the people behind him with both hands.

"What are you people doing? Who told you to do it? Do you want to die?!"

The security guards didn't know. Manager Feng couldn't have known. Mu Qingtian is the president of the Blue sky group. The Blue sky group has been in this city for three generations and has a deep roots.

He looked at Gao Dasong with hatred in his heart.

Gao Dasong, who the hell are you messing with? Why are you messing with such a powerful person? You don't want to die. Don't look at how well you're doing right now. If someone moves their fingers, even if you don't die, you'll have to peel off a layer of skin.

Manager Feng gave Gao Dasong a look, meaning, be honest. Don't talk nonsense.

Gao Dasong didn't understand what manager Feng meant and was still shouting.

"Old feng, what's wrong with you? Do it, don't care what kind of president he is, vice president! These days, the world is full of ceos! Who's afraid of who! Hurry up and do it for me. Last time that guy was crippled! Come this time too!"

The more Mu Qingtian listened, the more he hated her.

As soon as he stepped hard, Gao Dasong felt his chest pressed down. She could not breathe, and her face turned red.

If it weren't for fear of crushing him to death, Mu Qingtian would have used more strength to give you a taste of the pain.

Manager Feng wiped his sweat, and someone came up behind him and asked, "Manager, is this mu or brick? He's so capable. There are so many of us..."

Manager Feng turned around and spat, "Shut up!"