"Stop, stop it!" Jiang Yuzhe roared in frustration when he saw several of his followers lose their fighting ability so easily and being beaten to the ground and howling like ghosts.
"Mr. Jiang, have you forgotten who we are? We are playboys. We don't need a reason to beat people up. How can we just stop like that?" Mu Hanyan said with a grin and kicked Jiang Yuzhe.
"Looking for death!" Since Jiang Yuzhe knew Mu Hanyan's reputation as a playboy, he naturally knew his reputation as a fool. Seeing that he dared to attack him, he cursed inwardly for being courteous of his own life and punched him in the face.
However, just as he made a move, Huayue and Zirong attacked him from the left and right. Those small fry were too weak, and they were still not satisfied and were waiting to find the real culprit.
Jiang Yuzhe was determined to teach Mu Hanyan a lesson, so he naturally refused to back down because of the two of them. He circulated his energy to protect his whole body and continued to attack Mu Hanyan relentlessly.
Although he had reminded himself before, as soon as he started to act, Young Master Jiang forgot everything.
It was not until his anus tightened that he suddenly realized that something was wrong. Mu Hanyan's two lackeys were extremely despicable and vicious.
Seeing that Mu Hanyan's fist was already in front of him, Young Master Jiang had no time to withdraw his hand. He squeezed his hips and tried his best to use all his energy to protect his vital parts. Then, with a heart full of anger and hatred, he stretched out his arms and hit Mu Hanyan's fist.
A mere good-for-nothing dude actually dared to attack me, and even allowed his men to use such shameless tactics against me. I will break every bone in your fist and make you regret it for the rest of your life. Young Master Jiang thought viciously.
"Oh..." Young Master Jiang's wish was dashed.
After the two punches collided, Mu Hanyan's fist bones did not break into pieces as he had imagined. Instead, he himself was blown away by a powerful force.
"Sixth-level swordsman, the pinnacle of the sixth level!" Young Master Jiang never dreamed that this playboy Mu, who was rumored to be completely useless, was actually a master at the pinnacle of the sixth level of swordsmanship, much stronger than him.
However, his scream like a pig being slaughtered was not caused by the injury from Mu Hanyan's punch.
He had merely engaged in a head-on confrontation, and the superior Mu Hanyan's protective energy had dispersed, so he remained uninjured. The problem was, without his protective energy, the despicable kick from behind unleashed its full force.
"Ah... Ah..." Young Master Jiang fell to the ground, rolling around on the ground holding his anus, and screaming miserably.
"Too despicable, too insidious." Mu Hanyan looked at Zirong and sighed.
"It's not me this time." Zirong spread her hands, looking innocent.
Mu Hanyan looked at Hua Yue in surprise.
"I didn't mean it, really." Hua Yue looked innocent and serious.
Mu Hanyan's mouth twitched. "Alas, it's true that those who keep company with vermilion become red, and those who keep company with ink become black." Even the honest Huayue had learned bad things from Zirong. She used to be such a good person, but now she's become like this. If she's become so evil, will she ever find a wife? That bitch Zirong already has a fiancée, but Huayue doesn't. Thinking of this, Mu Hanyan felt a surge of sympathy for Huayue.
She forgot that there was actually someone who was more worthy of sympathy.
At dusk, the cold wind blows, and the ground is covered with withered chrysanthemums...
Jiang Yuzhe's chrysanthemums are not just sad.
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