Dressed as the villain's cannon fodder daughter

Peizhi stuffed the phone back into his trouser pocket, he was not sure if Master Fu would come, and worried that something would really happen if Master Mu went too crazy.

Although he might not be able to beat him, he must stop Master Mu from going crazy.

Peizhi had no choice but to shoot at him, "Master, calm down first!"

Mu Ye's eyes were scarlet, and when he saw Pei Zhi who was making a move towards him, the blood in his body rushed back to his forehead, and a violent storm poured into his veins.

He slammed back fiercely.

After several rounds, Pei Zhi was obviously defeated by Mu Ye.

After more than a dozen moves, Mu Ye was inadvertently restrained by Pei Zhi.

Mu Ye hit his chest with several elbows in turn, the pain was so painful that he felt his internal organs shift and tremble.

"Come and help soon!"

Peizhi spat out blood, and screamed at the people in the living room with great pain, trying to drag Muye with all his strength.

In an instant, everyone in the living room gathered around.

Mu Ye suddenly raised his foot and kicked away the two subordinates in front of him, and they were kicked three meters away.

Immediately, a group of subordinates rushed over, but they suppressed it for a while, and Mu also quickly found a breakthrough.

In an instant, all the subordinates were defeated.

"Master!"

Peizhi fell to the ground, clutching his chest, it was really painful there.

Fu Siming walked in from the outside.

The living room is very messy now, the expensive and luxurious furniture is broken on the ground, there are people lying around in disorder, there is still fresh blood on the ground, and there is Pei Zhi who is hugging crazy Mu Ye's thigh.

Fu Siming's face was calm, and he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Shi Qi stood behind Fu Siming and said quietly, "Young Master, do you need us to help? I think they are all seriously injured."

Fu Siming tilted his head, his handsome eyes were dim, and he said in a deep voice: "You will at most be like those people on the ground when you go up."

Seventeen: Young master, how can we be like his useless waste?Are you underestimating us?

"Go and try."

Fu Siming looked at Shi Qi with a disbelieving expression on his face, his dark eyes were gloomy, and his gentle voice was emotionless.

Seventeen nodded: "Yes."

After 10 minutes or so.

Shi Qi was lying on the ground, the extreme pain went directly to the skull along the flesh, and he was still vomiting blood in his mouth.

Seeing this, Wu Mo who was standing behind frowned.

Seventeen, isn't it just looking for trouble?

Didn't he know that although Muye Capet looked a little foolish on the surface, he was rebellious, and there were few people who could fight him in close quarters intact.

But how could Mu Ye go crazy?

He had never seen such a crazy Mu Ye.

Fu Siming hissed impatiently, his eyes were gloomy, exuding a terrifying aura.

Immediately, he took off the Chinese-style suit jacket for the engagement banquet, and Wu Mo took it respectfully.

Wu Mo knew that this was the rhythm of the young master's attack.

Among the people present, only the young master should be able to stop Mu Ye.

The two brothers fought against each other.

Fu Siming's two punches rushed towards Mu Ye's chest, abdomen and ribs fiercely, and Mu Ye's right arm was stretched out to quickly block the oncoming blow.

The two staggered a few positions, and then punched right fists at the same time, the back of the fist hit the back of the fist. Their strength and speed were equal, and the shock made their arms numb and their muscles and bones trembling.

Mu Ye's brows were firm and hostile, and his chest heaved up and down, panting violently.

"Fu Siming!"

Fu Siming squinted his eyes and said contemptuously, "Are you crazy enough?"

Mu Ye screamed in grief: "Who the hell do you think you are? Mind my business—"

Fu Siming would not spoil him, so he did not show mercy.

Shi Qi got up and was supported by A Lei.

Shi Qi clutched his abdomen and cursed in pain, "Fuck, it hurts me to death."

Wu Mo looked into Shiqi's eyes, with obvious ridicule, "Who told you not to believe the young master's words, who do you think Mu Ye Cape is?"

The subordinates watched the two brothers fight each other fiercely.

Fu Siming's fist was as hard as steel, and hit the opponent's side face hard.

Mu Ye took a step back, blood immediately oozes from the corner of his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood in disdain, his mouth smelled full of blood.

Mu Ye's eyes were cold, and he growled angrily, raised his hand and swung a heavy fist at Fu Siming's chest, and the opponent did not retreat.

Either one is an unstoppable posture, and if you are a little careless, you will get angry.

The two brothers used killing skills in their hands, and it was almost impossible to tell the winner. Every heavy punch they rushed to both sides seemed to be venting their anger.

Peizhi looked at the injured Mu Ye, frowned, and clenched his back molars, "Wu Mo, your young master is absolutely killing you, our young master was seriously injured."

"Hey, our young master is also injured, are you blind?" Shi Qi had a very ugly face and shouted angrily, "Your young master is the only one in your eyes?"

A vicious emotion shrouded Mu Ye's eyes, and he hit the opponent's right cheek with a punch.

Fu Siming turned his face sideways, and the corner of his lower lip was bleeding red and black in an instant, and he was suddenly angry and cold.

Immediately after a strangling movement, Mu Ye was caught on the ground by him, and there was a bang immediately.

Mu didn't resist anymore, and the pain in his body made his mind gradually clear.

The blood in his eyes gradually faded, his handsome eyes were gray and dull, and he said hoarsely: "She doesn't want me, she doesn't like me..."

At this moment, his mind is full of what Shen Bei said to him and her resolute back view.

He is strong and brave, physical pain is nothing compared to it, emotion is the sharpest knife that stabs into his heart, it is difficult to resist the despair she gave.

He can only vent his emotions, otherwise he will really go crazy...

"..."

The emotion on Fu Siming's face was tense, and his complexion was so gloomy that it could condense thin ice.

What the hell?

Just because of a woman, he went crazy like this?

Hearing the sound, Wu Mo raised his black eyes and said, "Why do you feel a little familiar?"

Shi Qi jumped away from Ah Lei, turned his head to look at Pei Zhi, and asked in doubt: "What are you young masters talking about?"

Peizhi: "Ms. Shen must have done something to the young master."

The Shen family?

Seventeen: "The daughter of the Shen family, Shen Bei?"

Peizhi nodded, and began to explain: "Yes, the young master and Miss Shen chatted for a while at your young master's engagement banquet, and went crazy as soon as they came back."

Wu Mo spoke again: "Sure enough, our young master had a similar experience before."

Shi Qi and Pei Zhi looked at Wu Mo together.

Seventeen: "Young master... when? Why can't I remember?"

"Two years ago, the young master's unilateral 'slaughter' in the training room." Wu Mo's expression was flat, and his tone was unhurried, "At that time, Miss Lu was in the royal family and I didn't know what she said to the young master. ..Do you still remember the scene where after you were beaten helplessly, the secret encounter continued?"

Seventeen's nerves twitched, and a memory that he didn't want to recall flashed through his mind.

Yes, at that time he kidnapped Ms. Lu, and in the end she beat her up, and almost fed her bullets, and the young master almost killed him...

Wu Mo snorted coldly, "The heir of the Capet family, who has always been rebellious, is actually a love brain?"

Pei Zhi's face was displeased, and he complained: "Your young master is not much better."

Hearing him say this, Shi Qi's face darkened instantly.

Arley: No... Is this the time to discuss this?

Love is really a strange thing, making people crazy, crazy...