Chapter 6 Do You Want Him to Die?

Mu Zhanyuan sneered, and winked at the muscular champion, telling him to make a move.

The high-paid fighting champion showed disdain for the oriental man in front of him. He moved his arm, took a step forward and grabbed Jiang Shengling's collar.

The moment this muscular giant approached, Jiang Shengling kicked out his left foot like lightning, and accurately kicked between the legs of the muscular champion.

An indescribable voice came out!

The muscular man made of steel curled up like a boiled shrimp in an instant, his muscles twitched, his eyes rolled white, his throat let out an extremely painful moan, and his huge body fell straight to the ground.

All the men present seemed to feel a burst of extreme cold in the middle of their legs...

"You..." The smug look on Mu Zhanyuan's face instantly turned into shock and astonishment, and at the moment he was stunned, Jiang Shengling had already come in front of him, and unceremoniously smashed a wine bottle on his forehead !

The sound of glass bottles shattering is extremely crisp!

Only then did everyone realize that even that muscular giant didn't even slow down Jiang Shengling's pace!

"Great!" Jiang Shengling casually threw away the broken wine bottle, then turned around and picked up a bottle of champagne from the table next to him. With the same movement, the mouth of the bottle was lowered to let the wine flow out!

"You are all dead, stop him!" Blood from Mu Zhanyuan's forehead flowed to the corners of his eyes, rubbing his eyes while yelling at the other bodyguards.

Several bodyguards swarmed up from different directions and attacked Jiang Shengling almost at the same time.

With a few pitiful hums, these guys fell to the ground without even holding on for a round, twitching non-stop. Under the dim light of the bar, everyone could barely see how Jiang Shengling made a move!

"Bang!" The second wine bottle hit Mu Zhanyuan's head accurately again, and this time blood flowed all over his distorted face.

Mu Zhanyuan finally started to get scared, he couldn't figure out why things turned out like this, obviously he had the upper hand, and even Liu Jing easily defeated him, but what kind of monster is this kid?

He reached out to wipe the blood off his face, turned around and wanted to run, but just as he stepped out, he saw Jiang Shengling appearing in front of his eyes with a devilish smile.

"Bang!" The third wine bottle blossomed on his head!

"You fucker, do you know who my father is..." Mu Zhanyuan was already terrified, and he subconsciously brought out his father.

"Slap!" Jiang Shengling slapped Mu Zhanyuan directly on the face, beating him around in a circle, spit out at least two or three teeth, and fell directly to the ground.

"I don't know who your father is, but if my son does evil, I'm just a bastard. Your father can teach you such rubbish, so it must not be a good thing!" Jiang Shengling stretched his wrist and said, "Your father can't educate your son , I will teach him a lesson."

"Wow! So handsome!" Zhang Xi'er opened her mouth, her eyes twinkling with starlight.

"哐!" Another wine bottle hit Mu Zhanyuan's head, and he was completely dazed now, sitting there in a daze, letting the blood flow from his head.

Jiang Shengling clapped his hands, then took out a tissue from the table to wipe it off, walked to Wang Kexin's side and said, "Honey, what do you think about it?"

"He, you...you killed him?"

Wang Kexin, who has lived in a greenhouse since she was a child, has never seen such a bloody scene, and she was immediately stunned and speechless.

And all of this happened in the blink of an eye, and her thinking hasn't changed yet! Originally thought that it would be Jiang Shengling who fell on the ground, but he still looked at him with a playful smile.

"Not yet, if he wants, I can fulfill him."

Jiang Shengling smiled wickedly, stretched out a hand and patted Mu Zhanyuan's face heavily, and crisp applause resounded in the whole bar.

"Okay, sober up, if you play dead again, I promise you can pretend more realistically."

Mu Zhanyuan was still slumped on that chair, completely unmoved by what Jiang Shengling said, as if he had really passed out.

"This kid actually beat up the young master of the Mu family like this. Could it be that Mr. Mu was really beaten to death? Then this guy won't be able to hang out in Jiangdong City in the future."

"I think he just doesn't want to hang out in Jiangdong City and angered the Mu family. I advise him to pack his bags and escape abroad now."

"Oh, it's a pity for this young man. Although Mu Zhanyuan is not a thing, if something happens to him, how can the Mu family let it go?"

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There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and the onlookers could see that Mu Zhanyuan seemed to have really lost consciousness, how could such a serious disturbance end.

"You, you really killed him. Why did you kill him? Do you know that the Mu family is not something you can afford to provoke."

Wang Kexin was crying when she spoke, because she really thought that Mu Zhanyuan died in front of her, and she felt a little scared in her heart.

Secondly, although the Wang family said that they have great power in Jiangdong City, the Mu family is also not simple. If there is any conflict, it will only end in the end of both sides.

"What are you afraid of? You are my wife, and I will stand up for the sky falling. Besides, isn't this person dead yet?"

Jiang Shengling thought that this kid could really pretend, so he put one foot on Mu Zhanyuan's chair, the toe of the shoe was facing his crotch, and then said a little coldly.

"If you don't want to be like this muscular man, just tell me something. Otherwise..."

Before the words fell, Mu Zhanyuan, who felt his second child was cold, suddenly opened his eyes. He wanted to run but didn't dare to move, so he could only cry.

"Brother, big brother. I am old and young, and the whole family is still counting on me to carry on the family line, so please let me go."

The pores of Mu Zhanyuan's whole body had already stood up, and the small place had even shrunk into a ball because of fear. He looked at the muscular man who was dying on the ground, and his body shivered uncontrollably.

"He, isn't he dead..."

Wang Kexin's eyes widened, seeing Mu Zhanyuan begging for mercy covered in blood, his eyes were full of surprise.

In fact, it wasn't just her, everyone else present was also incredulous, firstly because his begging for mercy was incompatible with the arrogant and domineering one just now.

Secondly, the way his head was bleeding profusely made people suspect that he had died on the spot. Who would have thought that he was just pretending, and Jiang Shengling could see through it at a glance.

In fact, this was done on purpose by Jiang Shengling. Being extremely proficient in fighting, he certainly knew where he couldn't kill someone, and he could teach him a lesson.

"Then wife, do you want him to die?"

Jiang Shengling smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth, watching Wang Kexin ask seriously, as if as long as she said a word, Mu Zhanyuan would be able to explain it here on the spot.

"No, don't, Kexin, just say something, I don't want to die yet."

After seeing Jiang Shengling's cruel methods, how dare Mu Zhanyuan suspect that he was just talking, so he immediately stretched out his hand, repeatedly slapped his face and begged for mercy.

"Damn me, I'm not human. I shouldn't come to harass you, you just treat me as a fart and let me go."

"Or let him go..."

Wang Kexin looked at Mu Zhanyuan, who seemed to have no serious physical problems other than looking creepy, and was slightly relieved, so she also gently pushed Jiang Shengling and said.

Although Mu Zhanyuan was nothing, the power behind him should not be underestimated. If Jiang Shengling really killed him, there would definitely be countless troubles in the future.

She looked at the beggar husband she picked up from the street, and there seemed to be a vague sense of mystery in her eyes. Who the hell is he?