The son-in-law of the first wealthy family

After Mu Sheng finished speaking, the entire conference room was in an uproar.

They have never encountered such an arrogant attitude.

The Xiao family is also considered a powerful family, when has it ever been so underestimated.

As the real director of Xingyue Film and Television, Park Zhixun also has a certain reputation in the industry. It is because of his firm attitude that those celebrity families who wanted to buy his company ended in failure.

It can be said that both parties are not fuel-efficient lamps.

Now, Mu Sheng offended both of them with just one sentence.

"Young Master Mu is joking. This is a matter of fair competition. I hope that Young Master Mu will accept it. After all, Young Master Xiao and the others are ahead of Young Master Mu."

Even after beating Pu Zhixun to death, he didn't expect that now he would speak for the representative of the Xiao family.

But he had no other choice.

If the Xiao family had been blown away by Mu Sheng, then he would have been eaten by a rich family like the Mu family alone.

So before he got enough concessions, he couldn't let the Xiao family really leave.

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Mu Sheng sneered, not following Pu Zhixun's intention at all.

"This……"

Park Zhixun was speechless.

When he met such an unreasonable master, he was really helpless for a while.

Now I only hope that the bastard Yu Xiao Buteng can deal with Mu Sheng.

Having said that, the gap between the Xiao family and the Mu family...

boom!
Suddenly.

Xiao Buteng slammed the table. After witnessing the whole process, he couldn't bear it any longer. Regardless of the obstruction of the consultant beside him, he stood up, pointed at Mu Sheng's nose and cursed.

It was as if he had scolded all the grievances he had received from Mu Sheng before.

That appearance is no different from that of an eleven or twelve-year-old child.

From the perspective of other people, I am afraid that it is hard to believe that Xiao Buteng is actually the young master of the Xiao family.

In Mu Sheng's eyes, Xiao Buteng is just a clown, not worth mentioning at all.

But at this moment, Xiao Buteng stopped suddenly, then changed the subject abruptly, and said ruthlessly, "Old Man, get rid of this guy!"

Xiao Buteng wanted to anger Mu Sheng, but the latter didn't react at all, as if he was watching a play.

Mu Sheng's behavior almost pissed him off.

For a moment, he only felt like a monkey for people to watch...

And since he was humiliated by Mu Sheng last time, he asked his father to arrange one of the family's offerings, Wanjinyouwanlao, by his side.

He has been waiting for Wan Lao to beat him up when he meets Mu Sheng in the future, and then he will be humiliated a hundred times back.

But what he didn't expect was that he couldn't find Mu Sheng at all, as if there was no such person in Yanjing City.

He couldn't get news from Xu Qin at all.

I have been completely blocked by that dog woman.

But fate is such a wonderful thing.

What does it mean for him to meet Mu Sheng again at this moment?
This is life!
God wants him to clean up Mu Sheng.

It's God's will.

That being the case, Mu Sheng is so arrogant, let him treat this guy well.

Wan Jinyou moved upon hearing the sound, and when he raised his hand, he used all his strength, preparing to cripple Mu Sheng's limbs and seriously injure him.

Xiao Buteng has already talked about Mu Sheng in his ears countless times, and he also knows this person's strength.

In addition, he is inherently stable.

So even if he was facing such a young junior, he didn't slack off in the slightest.

What he wants is 100% success rate.

It cannot be ignored.

Bitter murderous aura surged in the meeting room.

Where have all the people present here seen such a scene before, everyone was trembling with fear, trembling all over.

Xiao Buteng looked at it, his mouth raised a little.

He had already imagined the scene of Mu Sheng kneeling on the ground begging him for mercy in his mind.

"Junior, I'm sorry!"

Wan Jinyou snorted coldly, and his profound energy erupted again, with a monstrous momentum.

Two punches came out one after another.

Mu Sheng didn't resist at all, and didn't even move half a step.

Although Wanjinyou didn't understand, the real sense of shock couldn't fool him.

With his very powerful two punches, it is enough to kill.

However, the real result was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Is it over?"

These words, like a thunderbolt, exploded in everyone's ears.

Especially Xiao Buteng and Wan Jinyou were as if they had seen a ghost, their faces full of horror.

The person who spoke was none other than Mu Sheng who had been hit with all the strength of the panacea.

"how is this possible?!"

Wan Jinyou's heart was shocked, and he immediately wanted to distance himself from Mu Sheng.

But, it's too late.

Just as Wan Jinyou was about to withdraw, he was kicked away by Mu Sheng. The former blasted through the east wall of the meeting room immediately, and then flew upside down for more than ten meters before finally stopping, lying on the ground like a dead dog. There was no sound on the ground.

Whether it is dead or alive, no one knows.

But even thinking about it with their toes, they all leaned more towards the latter.

For a moment, everyone just felt that the whole floor was shaking.

"This is the gap between you and me."

Mu Sheng patted his clothes casually, and said indifferently.

In the past, he definitely did not have the confidence to face the full blow of the second-order profound practitioner, but now it is different.

After practicing the "Nine Dragon Art", the full blow of a second-level profound practitioner can't even break his body protection.

Just trying to deal with myself.

It's just an idiot's dream.

"You, don't come here! Monster!"

Xiao Buteng looked at Mu Sheng and suddenly looked at him, panicked.

But he begged his father for a long time to arrange Wanjinyou by his side, and now his life and death are unknown, so he can't bear the responsibility.

The importance of a Tier [-] profound practitioner to aristocratic families outside of wealthy families is self-evident.

Now he really didn't know what to do.

However, the most important thing right now is not how he is going to face his father's anger, but how he should survive from Mu Sheng's hands now.

At this moment, facing Mu Sheng, he no longer had the arrogance he had before.

Killing a second-level profound practitioner is as simple as killing a chicken, which shows Mu Sheng's horror.

Now he is like a bereaved dog, cowering and cowering, not knowing what to do.

"Are you ready to die?"

Mu Sheng smiled lightly, and walked towards Xiao Buteng step by step, as if giving the latter an ultimatum.

"You! You can't kill me!"

Xiao Buteng was so frightened that he urinated, he sat down on the ground, and a puddle of yellow-brown liquid flowed out from his trouser leg.

There was also a foul smell in the air.

There is no doubt that Xiao Buteng has been scared to pee.

"Oh? Why can't I kill?"

After hearing this sentence, Mu Sheng didn't stop, but just asked some playfully.