Of course, the matter of molesting Princess Jinhua did not spread, and Princess Jinhua was not a fool, knowing that if she opened her mouth to frame Mu Hanyan again, she would not be able to bear Ye Lanyan's anger at all, so what happened that night was tightly covered. Otherwise, this Mu Dawan will have another "great achievement" that will shock the world.
All of a sudden, He Qingwei and the others felt their scalps go numb, their backs whized and their backs felt cold, they stood there, their feet were as heavy as lead, and they couldn't even take a step.
Dude is also divided into grades. Compared with these little dudes like them, Mu Dadan's grade is obviously higher than that.
"I have been bullying others for so many years. I never thought that I would be bullied on my head within a few days of returning to the capital." Mu Hanyan sneered and walked towards the petrified He Qingwei and others.
"Don't come here, don't come here!" At this moment, He Qingwei and the others returned their souls, stepped back at the same time, pressed their backs against the wall, put their hands behind their backs, and looked at Mu Han warily. cigarette.
"What are you doing?" Mu Hanyan thought that these guys would flee in a hurry, but she didn't expect their reaction to be like this, but she was at a loss.
"We didn't do anything. If you are seriously injured, don't rely on us!" He Qingwei said vigilantly.
"Also, we put our hands behind our backs. If any medicine on your body is broken or your skills are disabled, it has nothing to do with us." The little thin monkey said immediately.
"Mu Hanyan, he is Mu Hanyan!" Hearing Mu Hanyan's self-identification, the vendors were also taken aback, and they all backed away, sticking to the corner. Only a middle-aged man looked around inexplicably, wondering what they were afraid of .
"Come here, Old Xiao, come here." An older street vendor called softly.
"What's wrong?" The middle-aged man walked over and asked in a low voice.
"You just came to the capital, and you haven't heard of the name of Mr. Mu. This is the famous porcelain doll in our capital, Yu Baobao. You can't touch him. If you accidentally touch him, he will be seriously injured. If the treasure is destroyed, others will be fine, people like us will not be able to pay for it in a few lifetimes." The man said in a terrified voice.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man trembled all over, and quickly stood in line with them, with his hands behind his back obediently.
Looking at He Qingwei and his group who were facing the enemy but with their hands behind their backs, and then looking at those street vendors who were also trembling with their hands behind their backs, Mu Hanyan wanted to cry but had no tears.
Mu prodigal, Mu big dandy, Mu tearing clothes, well, now there is another porcelain doll, Yu Baobao, this long series of bad reputation, I am afraid that jumping into the Longyan River will not clear it up.
Huayue and the others looked at each other, and in the end, they all looked at Mu Hanyan with weird eyes, wanted to laugh, but were too embarrassed to laugh out loud.
"If you want to laugh, just laugh. Be careful not to damage your body." Mu Hanyan sighed and said helplessly.
"Hahahaha..." Huayue and the others finally burst out laughing.
"Have you finished laughing? You can start now after laughing." Mu Hanyan glared at these disloyal guys and said.
"Let me laugh a few more times." Jiang Yuzhe held his stomach, panting with laughter.
Huayue and Zirong stopped laughing quickly, and walked towards He Qingwei and the others.
Seeing that Mu Hanyan didn't come over, only two guards came, He Qingwei and the others breathed a sigh of relief, and they all clenched their long swords and prepared to strike.
But when Huayue and Jiang Yuzhe, who caught up later, unleashed the coercion of the ninth-level swordsman, their hands holding the sword began to tremble.
Don't look at them relying on their family backgrounds to be domineering, but they are not very old, their own cultivation is not high, and the strongest is no more than a fifth-level swordsman. How could they be the opponents of three ninth-level swordsmen.
"Mu... Mr. Mu, brother Mu, you... what are you going to do?" Seeing Huayue and the others, especially the cold smile on Zirong's face, He Qingwei stammered with strong anxiety in his heart.
"Zirong, how much would it cost to heal a broken arm?" Mu Hanyan ignored him and asked Zirong.
"It depends on how many pieces it is broken into. If it is broken into one piece, it can be cured at most a few dozen taels of silver. If it is broken into three pieces, it will not be cured. I am afraid it will cost thousands of taels of silver." Zi Rong After thinking about it, he answered.
He Qingwei and the others looked at the two suspiciously, wondering why they suddenly mentioned this.
"That's a bit troublesome. There are only more than two hundred bones in a person's body." Mu Hanyan said disappointedly.
"It doesn't matter, if three cuts are not enough, then ten cuts, if ten cuts are not enough, one hundred cuts, and if not, one thousand cuts." Maybe others don't know what Mu Hanyan meant by asking this question, but her appearance knows best However, he said with a smirk.
"Well, you can figure it out for yourself. Anyway, I paid him a million just now. It doesn't matter how many pieces should be broken. I can afford it." Mu Hanyan pointed Pointing to He Qingwei, said.
"Young master, don't worry, I promise to beat their bones into scum." Zirong smiled ferociously.
This time, He Qingwei and the others finally understood what it meant. Didn't they pay you a million dollars? Well, I'll beat you to pieces, and I'll pay you as much as you need, until you make up a million dollars.
One million, I am afraid that the bones of the whole body will be broken into slag.
"Brother Mu, I... I was joking with you just now, and I will pay you back the banknote right away." He Qingwei was so scared that his face was pale and his legs were shaking.
If it were someone else, He Qingwei really couldn't believe that someone would dare to break his own bones, but if it was Mu Hanyan, he couldn't believe it.
This dude can even take care of his own brothers, who else would he not dare to attack
Seeing He Qingwei handing over the bank note that hadn't been warmed up in front of him with trembling hands, Mu Hanyan didn't reach out.
He Qingwei looked at her pitifully, sweating profusely all over his body.
"Brother Mu, it was mine just now. Your lord has a lot, so don't be as knowledgeable as me." He Qingwei wanted to force a smile, but it was uglier than crying.
Mu Hanyan still didn't speak, nor took the bank note. He Qingwei's heart sank so hard that he almost knelt down and begged for mercy for Mu Hanyan.
As a descendant of one of the eight great aristocratic families, he is not afraid of Mu Hanyan killing him, but what happened today is that he made a mistake first, and it was not good for him to blackmail Mu Hanyan, even if someone beat him up If he was seriously injured and survived, he had nothing to say.
"Mr. He, have you ever heard of chickens laying eggs and laying eggs? Chickens lay eggs and lay eggs again?" Just when He Qingwei was about to collapse, Mu Hanyan said suddenly.
"What?" He Qingwei looked fat-headed, and his IQ was indeed not high, so he didn't react for a while.