C25 Pulling out the Gun and Facing Each Other
In the car, Han Shaolin and Hsu Moyu kept silent all the way to the villa. The silent and limited space was a little depressing, so Han Shaolin was the first to walk towards the house. Hsu Moyu, who was in the car, stared at the cold back of the car as he opened the car door.
"Young Lord, you're back. Have you eaten dinner?" The butler smiled at Han Shaolin as he walked into the hall. However, he didn't see Wu Ironman glance behind him. When Hsu Moyu, who arrived shortly after, entered his sight, the butler's eyes lit up with a smile …
"Young Mistress, have you had dinner yet? "If you don't, then this old one will go and make some preparations!"
"Then I'll trouble the butler." Hsu Moyu showed a hint of gentleness on his face as he nodded and thanked her.
"Of course, of course. Then this old one will go and make some preparations now. It'll be fine after a while!" Hsu Moyu did not refuse for the first time. The butler was flattered and walked towards the kitchen happily.
He did not hear Hsu Moyu's rebuttal of the butler. Han Shaolin also turned his head in surprise and glanced at Hsu Moyu …
"What? Am I that surprising Sect Lord Han by eating at this house?" Hsu Moyu didn't look at his expression, but he knew what he was thinking. He walked through the sofa and sat down …
"Should you explain it to me?" Han Shaolin didn't answer his question. Instead, he threw out a topic that confused Hsu Moyu. He then sat opposite of him and looked at him with a colder expression.
Hsu Moyu looked at Hsu Moyu who suddenly regained his composure and frowned.
"I don't know what Sect Lord Han is referring to, but I think the one who should be explaining is Sect Lord Han." This morning was obviously still fine, but from the looks of it now, it seemed like it had something to do with the person who caught the fake news.
Han Shaolin smiled with a cold snort. His hawk eyes became sharp because of Hsu Moyu's words. "You actually don't feel that there's anything good to explain to you. Why should I, Han Shaolin, explain anything to you?"
He found it hard to endure! Now you still have the mood to ask me for an explanation, and have not discussed the matter of Xia Family even after knowing them. What exactly did he, Hsu Moyu, think of? The Xia Family father and son also wanted to shield him, but to think that they could actually make Old Master Xia have such a bad plan, and what kind of relationship was between the two of them?
"If you just asked me to come here and fight with you tonight, I'm sorry." Feeling that he was making a ruckus without reason, Hsu Moyu got up and started to leave, but he was startled by the sound of bullets being loaded. He seemed to be stunned for a few seconds before turning around coldly.
"May I ask what's the meaning of this?" Looking at Han Shaolin, who was holding a gun and pointing it at his forehead, his indifferent eyes were filled with anger …
"It's nothing. I, Han Shaolin, don't live in your territory! You can leave just like that!" As soon as he finished his words, he pointed at the three bodyguards on the side. Those bodyguards immediately rushed forward to surround Hsu Moyu.
"Young Mistress, sorry for offending you!" The bodyguards apologized to him in a low voice and slowly surrounded him …
Hsu Moyu sneered. Is he, Han Shaolin, trying to force me to submit? Interrogate me? Or was it just me who stepped on his manly pride?
Hsu Moyu sneered in his heart, and in the next second, his eyes turned cold. Without waiting for the three bodyguards to make their first move, a beautiful roundhouse kick struck the head of the two bodyguards who were at the front. Hsu Moyu sneered in his heart, and in the next second, his eyes turned cold, and before the three bodyguards could make their first move, a beautiful roundhouse kick struck the head of the two bodyguards who were at the front.
Good... So fast! The same voice came from the hearts of the three bodyguards, but Han Shaolin wasn't surprised by his speed. He was happy for his wife's valiance. His eyes couldn't see that he was really angry, as if testing something …
"It seems like your bodyguard should be replaced by Great Sect Leader Han." Hsu Moyu's face was unblushing and he glared at Han Shaolin. However, he did not put away the gun that was pointed at the bodyguard's head.
"Young Mistress, I forgot to ask you just now, is there anything that you don't like?" Ben, the housekeeper, was so happy that he trotted out of the kitchen, but when he saw the situation in the hall, the smile on his face slowly faded …
"What's going on?" Young Lord, what are you doing? " The butler looked at Han Shaolin in panic. He knew that Han Shaolin was the one who made the first move. He quickly rushed forward and protected Hsu Moyu behind him …
"Butler, don't forget who your master is!" Han Shaolin glared at him coldly as he felt a burst of regret in his heart.
No matter if it's the old or the servants, all of us here like to turn our elbows towards the outside …
"But Young Lord, what are you doing!?" "Young Mistress, if you really did anything wrong, you can sit down and have a nice chat. There's no enmity between us, so why did Young Lord take out such a dangerous thing? What if it really hurts Young Mistress?" The butler did not give in and hoped Han Shaolin would put down the gun.
"He didn't even frown when the gun was pointed at his heart. You think that just because I, Han Shaolin, pointed the gun at him, he, Hsu Moyu, will take it seriously?" As he spoke, he casually tossed the gun on the tea table and pointed his finger coldly with his chin. The bodyguards quickly retreated as their hearts finally started to beat again …
"But …"
"Butler, it's fine. You go and make dinner. I don't think the current Sect Lord Han is in the mood to get into a fight with me." Hsu Moyu stopped the butler who had something to say and signaled him to be at ease as he put away his pistol leisurely.
There was no killing intent in his eyes? Did something happen? His gaze couldn't help but sweep across the bodyguards …
The butler looked worriedly at Hsu Moyu and then at Han Shaolin, who still had a cold expression. He wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he realized Hsu Moyu had his reasons for doing so, so he could only follow his orders.
"Young Mistress, do you have any taboo food?" The steward who had turned around now had a smile plastered on his face …
Hsu Moyu was surprised and felt warm inside, "No …"
"Fine, then I'll help you." Hengsheng narrowed his eyes and hurried back to the kitchen.
Han Shaolin frowned as he looked at the butler who was enjoying the show. He then glanced at Hsu Moyu, who was sitting on the sofa again, with a cold gaze …
"No matter where my wife goes, she can always make people like her. She really can attract bees and butterflies to herself." Han Shaolin thought like this from the bottom of his heart and it seemed like there was a hint of jealousy mixed in with it …
"If Sect Lord Han still wants to come, I might be able to be merciful and accompany you right now!" The phoenix eyes slightly opened with a hint of laughter. Although it was clearly mocking him, it was adorned with a bit of charm …
"Region Lord Hsu might not be interested in that casual relationship …" With a smile, Hsu Moyu felt that Region Lord Hsu's mood had suddenly improved. He couldn't help but give him another glance.
Han Shaolin didn't hide anything as he looked into Hsu Moyu's eyes and carefully observed them.
Her starry eyes were sharp, and her lips were red and white. Those phoenix eyes that could easily add a lot of charm made everyone unable to resist their gaze. However, her character was really unpleasing. Han Shaolin sighed in his heart.
When Zhang Luo's butler came out for dinner, he saw the two of them staring at each other. He clapped his hands and exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, "Young Mistress Young Lord, we can eat now."
He clearly thought that Young Lord had already accepted Young Mistress, but from the looks of it now, it did not seem like it. Otherwise, why would he suddenly raise his gun against Young Mistress? But Young Mistress was too calm, could it be that Young Lord had always been so stubborn, so he might have accidentally stepped on Young Lord's bottom line?
Han Shaolin and Hsu Moyu looked at each other and wordlessly stood up to follow behind the butler. When Hsu Moyu didn't notice, Han Shaolin suddenly showed an unreadable smile. But he was sure that it was a smile from the bottom of his heart …
