The male supporting role in Quick Transmigration, please don't be a demon

Chapter 187 School Grass, Let’s Talk About Love 19
"You are still young, how can you fall in love early?"

"You still care about this? My mother didn't say anything about me. Why do you have any reason to control me?"

The elevator door opened and the two came out one after the other.

Mu Yuan took Mu Zuihuan's hand and shouted suppressedly: "I am your father! Even if your father rarely stays with you because of his career, it doesn't mean that I don't care about you! You are only 14 years old, and puppy love will delay your homework. !"

Mu Zuihuan shook off his hand: "How about you make it sound like you know my homework very well! I don't want to talk nonsense with you, and don't bother our lives in the future, big star!"

Master Wu lying on Mu Zuihuan's head glanced outside, shrank his feet, and did not remind Mu Zuihuan that when they got out of the elevator, their every move was photographed.

The paparazzi who were hiding took pictures of Mu Yuan Daliao, and after taking a few pictures of the two leaving, they hurriedly called their boss.

"Boss, there is big news!"

On this side, Mu Zuihuan looked at the phone, took a taxi, and arrived at the place closest to the destination, but still some distance away.

The place chosen by the kidnappers must not be too close to the downtown area. There are old houses to be demolished around here. Except for some people who have not moved out and still live here, basically no one will come here to hang out.

Mu Zuihuan followed the strands, turned seven times and eight times, and finally approached the mark representing Yu Luo.

In front of you, there is a row of dilapidated houses, and you can faintly hear the voices of soft conversations inside.

Mu Zuihuan walked around the house, after confirming how many exits this row of dilapidated small houses had and how many people were inside, he jumped lightly and landed silently.

The voices in the house gradually became clearer.

Xu was thinking that the 1000 million yuan was about to be obtained, and the group of kidnappers gathered together to drink and play cards. It was expected that Yu Luo's father would not dare to make a phone call, and no one would come here.

Among the kidnappers, one seemed to be the leader of their group. He yelled at them to keep their voices down, and dragged two card players to guard outside. He walked to the side and took out his phone.

"Hey, it's been an hour, where's the money you promised me?"

Mu Zuihuan was standing on the other side of the wall.

The wall was broken, and even though the person had turned off the speakerphone, the voice on the phone could still be heard clearly.

I have to say that the copycat machine is a cow!

The voice from the other end of the phone has been processed, and it can barely be recognized as a female voice, but it is not clear how old it is.

"The money is ready, but don't forget our deal."

"What about the money?"

"Five million is not a small amount, and it is cash. In order to avoid problems, I have people put it in five different places. You can just ask people to pick it up. Also, it is best to follow our agreement. If you dare If you regret it, I don’t mind someone inviting you to the bureau for tea.”

The phone was hung up, and after a short while, the person received a text message stating where the money was placed.

The man spat towards the corner of the wall, muttered a few words, and said to the others: "You show me the man, I'll go out and buy you some food and drink."

The others didn't doubt what this person said at all, and they mixed their words together, but it was hard to hear what they said.

The man waved his hand, hunched over and walked out through the small broken door on the other side.

"My lord, what are the identities of these people?"

"Anyway, they are not good people. Everyone has one or more lives in their hands. Some of them were accidental murderers, and they ran away because they were afraid of going to jail. The others were deliberate murderers. As for the person who left, he was a kidnapper before. There are nine children and women who died in their hands. They are all fugitives."

"Can I kill them?"

"It's best not to. You have to think about it, you are not alone in this plane, and you have close relatives. Even if you kill some damned people, before the law, it is not you who can decide their life and death .”

Every plane has its own rules, Mu Zuihuan certainly knows it.

She originally planned to kill these people and throw their bodies into the flowers as fertilizer.

But such dregs, when used as flower fertilizer, also dirty her flowers.

Better to put them in jail.

Mu Zuihuan inspected it, and found that there was a small shabby room in the house, and he could vaguely see that Yu Luo was tied up and thrown on the ground, with a rag stuffed in his mouth, and he remained motionless.

No one was guarding Yu Luo's side, which allowed Mu Zuihuan to flex his muscles.

He walked out in two steps and kicked the crumbling broken iron gate with one kick.

With a bang, the kidnappers who were chatting with each other were startled, and their ears fell silent.

Master Wu: "Do you want to say something cruel or something?"

"Do you still need to speak harshly to deal with such a person? No need to lower my style!"

Mu Zuihuan rolled up his sleeves and swung his fist at the nearest person without saying a word.

She is only 14 years old. She is not short among her peers, but she is only a child among adults.

This fist, this arm, gives people a feeling that they can be broken with a little force.

When the fist came down, the person who was about to be hit was about to make some jokes, but when the fist came down, he was completely dumbfounded, and fell straight on the ground, his head was full of humming.

"Hey, how do you beat someone, little girl?"

Mu Zuihuan glanced at the person who spoke, he looked honest and honest, he didn't look like someone with a life in his hand, I have to say, people should not be judged by appearances!
Mu Zuihuan spun his body and swept his slender legs. The man felt as if he had been hit by a car. He flew towards the wall with a momentum, knocking down the dilapidated wall.

Only the men's curses and shouts of pain came from outside the old wooden wall, as well as the sound of fierce fighting. Even if Yu Luo wanted to maintain his strength and pretend to be dead, he couldn't do it now.

Opening his eyes, the fine sunlight flickered on his face following the fight outside, making him squint his eyes.

After adapting to the light, Yu Luo's eyes widened.

After more than a year together, Hulot was very familiar with the figures fighting outside.

Yu Luo's eyes never left Mu Zuihuan's eyes, and moved with her movements, his eyes were lost for a while, except for Mu Zuihuan's figure, there was nothing else in sight.

And the surrounding noisy voices disappeared at that moment.

In a daze, Yu Luo heard Mu Zuihuan's light panting, and it was only her panting.

Mu Zuihuan, who was under Yu Luo's sight, stood there indifferently, glanced at the surroundings with disdain, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked slowly towards him.

With a light kick from the long leg, the obstacle blocking the two suddenly collapsed, raising a cloud of dust.

Yu Luo narrowed his eyes, and his long eyelashes blocked the dust flying around, making Mu Zuihuan's image even more hazy.

"They did it to you?"

Mu Zuihuan frowned and looked down at Yu Luo.

Yu Luo's face was still fleshy. The original white and tender face was now bruised and purple, and there were still dried blood stains under his nose.

Down the face, there were also a few scars on the neck. The blood had solidified in the shallow places, and in the deeper ones, as he exhaled and inhaled, there were traces of blood oozing out.

This is only on the surface.

Mu Zuihuan's face was dark and serious, he squatted down, and tore off the rope that bound Yu Luo: "Can you get up by yourself?"

Yu Luo blushed: "Can..."

(End of this chapter)