1370: Drawing Swords (5)

Drawing Swords (5)

Nonetheless, judging from the current situation, protecting and taking his brother away seemed to be quite an impossible feat, should he insist on doing so.0

The situation remained locked in a stalemate at the moment. The fact that a child managed to suppress him so easily left his face burning in embarrassment!

"Who exactly are you?"

With eyes as sharp as a hawk's, he fixed his pressing gaze on the boy.

Youyou calmly retorted, "Why should I tell you?"

"…" The man snorted at once after he regained his senses. "What arrogance you have!"

The boy arched a brow. "You have no right to ask about my status."

Mu Linfeng's heart thumped in response.

He continued gravely. "Just hand over your brother and get lost along with your men, or else you won't be able to leave!"

He, then, looked up with dark, glistening eyes, which were no longer as clear as before. "Don't blame me for not reminding you—that person is mine! You'll gain nothing if you try to stop me."

"Aren't you being too arrogant with your words, boy?"

It was clear that his words were a little lacking in confidence.

The boy could not be bothered with him.

Vermilion Bird stood motionless like a stone sculpture behind the man with her gun raised. With its cool pitch-black muzzle aimed at him, it seemed as if the endless darkness would ruthlessly devour him should he make any movement!

The elder received a rude shock when he looked sideways at the woman! From his angle, he caught sight of Mercenary Paradise's epaulet on her shoulders.

Naturally, he had heard of that infamous organization.

According to rumors, it was an establishment founded by Hurricane Group and its mercenaries all had extraordinary skills!

He could not help looking at the boy with a meaningful gaze.

What was his identity?

After what seemed like a century of still silence, he turned his head slightly and glanced at his brother, who was standing nearby. A trace of struggle was finally found in his eyes!

At once, Mu Lianjue saw the hesitation and struggle on his brother's face when he looked up. It was apparent that the latter was hesitating; he was silently weighing the pros and cons in his heart!

"Second brother!" The man's lips convulsed in agitation as he screamed hysterically at him. "Take me with you! You can't leave me here!"

It was not because he feared death!

Rather, he feared those unknown things, which were more fearsome and terrifying than death itself!

He did not know what would come out of him if he fell into the hands of his nephew! He did not dare to think about it!

Plus, he was indignant!

How could he have lost just like that?

Mu Linfeng frowned when he heard his brother's plea. A ball of rage churned in his chest!

This burdensome thing!

He really just could not do anything right!

It seemed that his brother's fate had been set in stone. Although he was unwilling to admit it, there was no way he would waste his life on him!

As much as he did not believe that this mere seven-year-old could do anything to him, given the current situation and after ruminating over the boy's warning, the man finally admitted defeat and dared not use his life to gamble!

Even though the child's huge influence and capability left him in astonishment, fear also lingered in his heart at the child's deterring words.

Despite being a little unconvinced, he did not dare to doubt his words.

He could not afford to lose his life, after all!

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