Chapter 1190

Such a calm answer surprised Mu Sheng and made mu lianjue suspicious.

Yes?!

He agreed so calmly, without hesitation!?

Is this woman so important to him?

Or is there fraud?

Cunning is like mu lianjue. He can't help but raise his vigilance and pick his eyebrows. Obviously, he doesn't believe that mu Yazhe can easily hand over such an important thing to him!

"I warn you not to play any tricks with me!"

"You think I'm like the fourth uncle, and I'll use cunning methods?" Muyazhe sneered and mocked mercilessly.

Mu lianjue laughed angrily: "I can warn you that if you dare to cheat, next second, you will wait for the body!"

He is not afraid.

This time, he was in a state of mind of burning stone and jade.

Now, he holds two lives in his hand. If he gives an order, the poor mother and son will turn into two cold bodies at once!

"People are in your hands, what can I do with you?" he said coldly

"You know it! You have to make it clear that as long as I give you one order, neither of them will come to you alive! "

"But first of all, I want to make sure that they are still alive!"

"Nature is alive!" Mu lianjue snorted coldly.

"I want to see it with my own eyes. It's only when I count!"

After a moment's silence, he called for his assistant and whispered a few words to her.

The assistant is out.

After a while, she came in with another cell phone.

In the mobile phone, the video call has been connected.

In the picture, cloud poetry and Mu Yichen embrace each other.

It's cold in the basement at night.

As a result, yunshishi and moyichen are more closely supported, and both of them are hurt to different degrees.

At a glance, muyazhe saw that in the video, a man with a scar on his face walked over and clapped the face of yunshishi.

Cloud poetry woke up suddenly.

Lens advance.

A pair of calm and calm eyes, especially stabbing your heart.

It also hurt the eyes of muyazhe.

"Say something to the camera!"

Scar man orders.

But cloud poetry clenched its lips and did not speak.

"Say something!"

However, Yun's poems still don't speak, or even some avoid the camera.

You have heartache like a knife.

Video is no more than photos. Every frame is fresh, so when youyou sees yunshishi's scars, his chest is choked and his breath is not smooth!

It seems that Yun's poems are more hurt than Xiao Yichen's.

In addition, she was trapped for a day and a night, and the rice water was not exhausted. It was hard to see the extreme of her face, especially her lips, which were as dry and cracked as the earth with long drought.

"See clearly?"

Mu lianjue snorted, then took the video off.

Mu Yazhe raised his eyes, which were colder.

"She was badly hurt!"

"Yes. She's restless and hard spoken, and I've taught her a lesson. "

"When will you let people go?" murian said with a cold snort

"It's natural to wait until you sign your name on the document, the contract comes into effect, and then release people!"

"Impossible!"

Muyazhe said coldly: "after signing the name, do you really release people?"

"Why, don't you believe in the fourth uncle?"

"Let people go first!" he negotiated with him

"Impossible!" Of course, murian did not agree.

How can we release the hostages without a deal?!