Imprisoned by the devil

"Then let me get straight to the point. I want you to help me win this bidding."

Yi Zimo was stunned for being so straightforward, then took a sip of coffee, looked at him lazily and deeply, "You want me to help you win against Li Yan?"

"Yes."

"Why do you think I will help you, and why do you have to ask me for help?"

"As long as I have the ability to win him, I will not come to you for help. Because now you are the only one who has the ability to help me. I know it is presumptuous. After all, we are not very close, but as long as you help me win him, I promise you whatever you ask for."

Perhaps from the moment his father passed away, he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to attack that man, and if it wasn't for the fact that Mu's clan was no match for Li's clan in all aspects, he wouldn't have the cheek to ask for help.

Yi Zimo still leaned back very comfortably, with his legs crossed gracefully, but his expression was very proud, and his smile was flamboyant, "I'm afraid it's my offer, you can't afford it."

"If you don't tell me, how do you know I can't afford it?"

At this time, Mu Li watched him leaning forward against the edge of the table, and said softly in a voice he could hear: "You only need to take two-thirds of Mu's shares as a reward." Can."

But when the words came out of his mouth, it was like a bomb exploded in Mu Li's ears. After responding, seeing the greedy and sinister smile on this face, he subconsciously stepped back.

"Oh, it scares you, let me tell you, you won't want to." Yi Zimo put his back on the backrest again, folded his hands on his knees, and lazily looked at Mu Li's expression.

Sure enough, he was very entangled, and Yi Zimo was not going to hold out any hope.

"Okay, as long as you help me win him, I can promise you."

Just when Yi Zimo was about to get up and leave impatiently, a firm but indifferent voice made his eyes focus on the person in front of him with a little surprise, but it seemed that he was not joking with such a serious look.

But how resolutely did he agree to prevent Yi Zimo from becoming wary? Could it be that there are other purposes?

"Don't worry, I, Mu Li, always keep my word. Besides, I don't think your request is too much. You helped me, and I should repay you."

"Hehe, I really didn't expect that Mr. Mu would be such a straightforward person. Well, I will help you with your straightforwardness." Yi Zimo's eyes showed rare appreciation, and he had to say that in terms of work , Mu Li is not as procrastinating as he is about feelings, which is quite good.

Mu Li smiled politely, and extended his right hand to him, "It's a pleasant cooperation."

"Happy cooperation." Yi Zimo stretched out his hand naturally.

Time flew by every minute and every second, and the next few days were spent on matters related to the funeral. Before Mu Li had time to catch his breath, the funeral was approaching after finishing all these.

The mourners who came were all from the business world. Seeing these people express their condolences with tears in their eyes, and bowing heavily to him, turning their backs, some people's mouths were sarcastically raised, Mu Li knew it clearly, father Mu Tianyao's death was actually a matter of gloating to some people.

They may be hypocritically stunned, but they will never truly regret the loss of such a prestigious person in the business world, because for them, their father has always been a thorn in their side, and now that the thorn in their side is gone, they will naturally feel relaxed few.

Mu Li had seen through it a long time ago, so he didn't get angry, and just silently accepted the successive mourners. Every face that was fake or real was not important to him.

At last, almost everyone was present, and when the funeral was about to begin, a figure suddenly appeared from far to near into his pupils, which were blurred by the mist.

From the blurred focus to the last, he could clearly see the oncoming face, and the thick ink-colored facial features hit his eyes with great impact.

He stood up in a daze, stared at the man from bowing to facing him with wide eyes, and walked forward, in front of everyone, carefully said to himself: "Xiao Li, I'm sorry."

Mu Li suddenly felt short of breath, and the fire in his chest was burning violently. Because he suppressed it for too long, the anger rushed to his eyes, which were extremely red.

He gritted his teeth and spit out each word, "What are you doing here?"

Before Li Yan opened his mouth, he saw his fists clenched on both sides of his clothes. He could feel his anger, and his apology to him was getting deeper and deeper.

"I'm here to make amends. If you want to hit me, hit me." Compared to Mu Li's forgiveness, even if he loses face in front of everyone, he won't complain.

"Do you think I really don't dare?" The moment the words fell, Mu Li's fist flew out, facing the man who was knocked down by him and bleeding from the corner of his mouth, there was no heartache but hatred, "If it is possible, I really want to kill you for my father's life!"

Li Yan stood up from the ground staggeringly. Normally, this punch would not have any effect on him, but these two days, coupled with the rain and humidity, his wound has been aching, and still There is a tendency to become irritated.

But these, he didn't care about them, and his shaking and fragility made Mu Li puzzled for a while.

He noticed that the man's face was extremely pale, but he still tried his best to straighten his body, standing in front of him, showing a bleak smile: "As long as Xiao Li can vent his anger, I will never fight back."

It was the first time Mu Li saw such a humble appearance. At that moment, that desolate smile made Mu Li's heart ache for a while.

However, he shouldn't have this reaction.

The people around were not idle either, they all whispered to each other, most of them were watching from the other side with their arms folded, everyone was guessing about the relationship between the business tycoon Li Yan and Young Master Mu.

And Li Yan took out something from his bosom under everyone's tongue-smacking. When the thing appeared, it shone with a dazzling cold light. Mu Li took a closer look and found that it was actually a dagger.

Li Yan pointed the handle of the knife at Mu Li and the blade at himself, holding his hand and forcing him to hold the dagger firmly, and said word by word: "I would like one life for another, I won't blame Xiao Li, I just worry about you, in the days to come, you have to take care of yourself, I can no longer protect you."

It would be even better if he could still remember him for the rest of his life.

Mu Li stared blankly at the dagger, not knowing why he was flustered and flustered, the blade was so sharp, and it was only half an arm's length away from the man's chest, he was afraid that if he was not careful, the knife would plunge into that man chest.

"Come on, kill me, and relieve your hatred." Li Yan took another step closer, getting closer to the blade, but greeted the opponent's retreat, and he saw fear and panic in those eyes.

Seeing Li Yan's inexplicable joy, he raised the corner of his mouth and said: "It seems that Xiao Li still can't do anything, you are still thinking about me, right?"

"Oh, you're too self-indulgent." Mu Li threw the dagger on the ground, and looked at him with cold eyes, "You think I'm so stupid, if I kill you, I'll go to jail, isn't it not worth the loss."

"You go, even if we meet in the future, it will be an enemy meeting."

"You still hate me, then I will give you some compensation to make you feel better."

In the next second, Mu Li heard exclamations from around him. He looked down and saw the man clutching his left little finger in pain. The blood on his hand was shocking, and the half-amputated finger lying on the ground in a pool of blood...

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