Master Fu’s full-level cutie fights fiercely

Yuzun Manor.

In the afternoon, Yu Rong sent the newly made head model to the secondary villa.

After Mu Xing got it, he talked to his uncle, locked himself in the room, and practiced on the head model.

Fu Lingxiao didn't bother her. He sat alone in the study and smoked, thinking about what Lan Hua said.

"Knock knock knock."

There was a sudden knock on the door, and Butler Wu's voice came: "Master, the second young master and the third young lady are here."

Fu Lingxiao's indifferent eyebrows instantly became cold. He finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, pressed out the cigarette butt hard, stood up and walked out of the study.

In the living room on the first floor, Fu Jingmo and Fu Ci were waiting in silence.

The villa was very quiet, and you could clearly hear the footsteps on the second floor, spreading steadily.

Fu Jingmo straightened his back calmly. The reason why he came to apologize was because of Mu Xing. Even if he died here today, he would never bow to his elder brother.

The footsteps stopped, the man did not go downstairs, and the tall figure stood at the entrance of the stairs.

The tall and straight figure is sharp and powerful, like a high and mighty king. Just standing there is enough to make people surrender.

"Big brother."

Fu Ci spoke first.

Fu Lingxiao put his hands in his trousers pockets and said with a cold expression: "You go back, Fu Jingmo stays."

"We came here together. I can't leave my brother here and go back alone. My brother hurt Mu Xing, and we should apologize."

After Fu Ci finished speaking, he took out the pistol from his bag, shot Fu Jingmo in the shoulder, and then pointed the gun at himself.

"Little Porcelain!"

Fu Jingmo hurriedly grabbed the gun in her hand.

Fu Ci had already pulled the trigger one step ahead of him.

"boom!"

The bullet penetrated the flesh, but Fu Ci didn't even frown. She looked at the indifferent man and raised the gun to continue shooting at Fu Jingmo and himself.

When Fu Jingmo saw this, he immediately held her hand.

Fu Ci's eyes signaled him to let go.

Fu Jingmo knew that Fu Ci did this to save his life, but he could not let his sister gamble to save his life.

He forcibly grabbed the gun, held it in his hand, and said to Fu Ci, "Go back."

"I said, I can't go back alone."

Fu Ci's expression was cold, and he stood firmly on the spot, looking at the man at the top of the stairs, "Since the eldest brother must ask us to sacrifice our lives to calm down, I will sacrifice my life for you. Please let my brother go."

"What I want is Fu Jingmo's life. If you want to be buried with him, I don't mind."

The man's cold voice came, and there was murderous intent in every word.

Obviously, even if Fu Ci loses his life, he does not intend to let Fu Jingmo go.

Fu Ci didn't believe that her elder brother would be so indifferent. She grabbed Fu Jingmo's hand, put the gun to her heart, and made one last move.

Butler Wu, who was secretly hiding in the corner, was worried. If something really happened, how could the old lady bear it?

He was about to go out to persuade the young master when a voice suddenly sounded, "Stop."

Fu Jingmo and Fu Ci looked up at the same time.

The girl walked out from the corner. Her fair face was extremely delicate even without makeup. She wore a limited edition French black velvet dress, looking as noble as a princess.

A flash of light flashed across Fu Jingmo's narrow eyes.

No matter when and where she can amaze him, only such a girl is worthy of him risking his life to snatch her.

But Fu Ci was determined. She knew that a turning point was coming.

Mu Xing ignored the looks from Fu Jingmo and Fu Ci, walked to Fu Lingxiao, took his arm, "Little uncle."

Fu Lingxiao raised his hand to touch her cheek, pinched it gently, "Be good, go back to your room."

"Little uncle, come back to the room with me."

Mu Xing rested her chin on the man's arm and acted coquettishly at him.

How could Fu Lingxiao not know her intentions? He had given Fu Jingmo several opportunities. He was seeking death on his own, so he couldn't blame him.

"Baby, you go back first, I will come later."

"No, let's go together."

Mu Xing stood on tiptoes, leaned into his ear and said softly: "Uncle, I really want to kiss you now, shall we go back to the room?"

The warm breath brushed his ears, and Fu Lingxiao felt his ears numb and his voice was hoarse, unable to refuse.

He reached out to hug Mu Xing's slim waist, but the little girl suddenly let go of him, "Little uncle, wait for me here. I'll be back soon."

Mu Xing stepped down the stairs and walked towards Fu Jingmo.

The beautiful face was cold, and the tenderness and affection towards his elder brother just now disappeared. The huge gap gave Fu Jingmo a thought of destruction.

Kill Mu Xing!

He can't get it, and brother can't get it either!

The elder brother will suffer more than him!

kill her!

This thought was shouting crazily in his mind. Looking at the petite figure getting closer and closer, Fu Jingmo's hand holding the gun kept tightening, and the veins popped out.

One shot!

Just one shot!

It will make the elder brother miserable!

But when the girl stood not far from him and looked at him, her clean and translucent eyes reflecting only him, that crazy idea suddenly dissipated.

He was reluctant.

If you kill her, your eldest brother will be in agony.

How can he be better off?

The finger on the trigger was slowly released, and several silver needles pierced into his body silently.

The medicinal powder he had inhaled earlier was unexpectedly activated.

Fu Jingmo felt his whole body go limp and fell to the ground. Immediately afterwards, severe pain appeared all over his body, going straight into the seams of his bones.

It seemed as if the whole person was about to be torn apart.

Mu Xing's cold eyes glanced at Fu Jingmo, who was curled up on the ground and shaking in pain, and said to Fu Ci: "You guys go."

"Thank you."

Fu Ci lifted Fu Jingmo up from the ground and helped him leave quickly.

Mu Xing ran upstairs with her skirt fluttering, hooked her arms around the man's neck, and kissed his chin, "Uncle, I'll go back to my room and continue my work."

After that, she started to run away, but was pulled back by the man and held him in his arms, "Which little thing said just now that you really want to kiss me, huh?"

Mu Xing reached out and poked the man's chin, "I kissed him."

"Little rascal."

Fu Lingxiao grabbed her little hand, put it to his lips and kissed it. He said with a solemn expression: "Baby, this damn person is not worth begging for mercy."

"I remember."

Mu Xing responded obediently.

She could clearly see that her little uncle was avenging that shot for her.

She wasn't very angry when Fu Jingmo hurt her, but if he hurt brother Shen Lu, he should die.

She didn't want to plead for him at all, but he and Fu Ci were relatives of her uncle.

If they die here, how will the little uncle explain to grandma? How to explain to his uncle?

The little uncle was already lonely enough, and she didn't want him to be betrayed by everyone again because of her.

Moreover, she also taught Fu Jingmo a lesson in her own way.

Fu Jingmo will be tortured by extreme pain every day for the rest of his life, which is no better than death.