My little mom is the richest man

"A man is a murderer and an immortal karma. In murder, killing one person is the most sinful, killing a man is a male, and slaughtering nine million is a male!"

Mu Qiu looked at Long Yue in front of him, and he smiled softly. You know, he hasn't been in for a long time, so longing for killing and blood!

Although he rarely kills, it can be said that no woman or any good wine can surpass it. It is a fascinating feeling.

That's right, sometimes, killing is indeed fascinating, and Long Yue beside him, looking at the man in front of him, easily subdued his man.

As the third master in the organization, second only to Huang Quan, he couldn't even stop a single move. The strength of this guy was simply a monster.

Huang Quan was originally a monster, but her brother was even more so. She was a little bit convinced at this time. What Mu Qiu said was not arrogant, but self-confidence!

Mu Qiu looked at Long Yue with a soft smile: "Playing politics and business requires realm, and chasing a woman to be a pervert requires realm, but in my opinion, the one that needs artistic realm and realm most is murder."

"That is the real art. A good killer will always be an artist, and the best killer will always be the top artist!"

At this time, Long Yue was sitting there. She looked at Mu Qiu in front of her. She suddenly realized that she was no longer nervous. Then, she smiled lightly and said lightly: "I agree with this point."

"Help me hold it." Mu Qiu handed the half-drinking glass to Long Yue, stood up proudly, and said lightly, "Remember, killing is not all, pure and bloody killing. It is not art, it is violence. ."

Long Yue, who took the wine glass, looked up at the man who wanted to release the evil spirit, and suddenly knew why Huang Quan would like such a man.

Evil, self-confident, calm, and sensible, he is like a poppy in the dark night, exuding a charming atmosphere, making all the women intoxicated by his side.

Suddenly, Long Yue stood up, two broken swords appeared in her hands. When she saw Mu Qiu again, the slender Mu Qiu was already standing on a high place, smiling like a gentleman, and bowed slightly to her.

The intoxicating eyes made Long Yue still look, and he had to admit that even if this handsome man didn't have that fasting, he could still indulge women with this grace, decadence, and warm eyes.

This is also the reason why he can attract the attention of so many women. Such a man is the greatest poison for his daughter!

Mu Qiu, who stood proudly in front of Long Yue with mixed feelings, raised the wine glass in his hand as if to tell Mu Qiu that it was time to start.

At this time, perhaps neither of these two people discovered that this kind of tacit understanding is definitely not an ordinary person, and it is not something ordinary women can have.

It can be said that Long Yue later became one of Mu Qiu's few women, the woman who could always follow Mu Qiu, and was also the most important woman after the little mother.

Because when Shura came to the world, a figure with purple hair followed Shura's back, dyeing the world blood red.

When the later generations were quite Long Yue, someone could think of her nickname "Sura Blood Shadow", but more people thought of another name-Honglian

For the sake of Shura, a woman put on a mask, clenched her hand to get a weapon, and became the murderous god of fear in everyone's heart, and the woman who bloomed the red lotus karma,

When a sneaky figure flashed in from the window, before the poor guy could react, a small snow blade had gently cut through his throat.

It is neither deep nor shallow, it will always be just right and will not waste a bit of Mu Qiu's strength, so there will be no disgusting scenes bursting out of blood.

When Long Yue saw Mu Qiu's hand, that Xueliang blade flashed, she saw Mu Qiu at that moment, with cold eyes like an evil ghost.

However, when she deliberately looked at her, Long Yue could feel a bloody tenderness. This man is like a book of "A Hundred Years of Solitude". If you miss it, it will last a lifetime!

With the sharp blade in Mu Qiu's hand, every time it shines, it means the slow disappearance of a life. These people were originally members of Long Yue's organization.

But Long Yue didn't have any sympathy, because he knew what the organization was doing, and what kind of person the "master" was.

Every time he could see Long Yue, it was the most elegant moment, and he could even see the smile at the corner of his mouth.

No one could fight back, and there was no panic or fear on his face before death, but a kind of calm, because Mu Qiu did not bring them any sense of oppression.

That delicate blade, in Long Yue's eyes, was so gentle, like a lover's kiss, but in the eyes of those killers, it was a sickle of death!

In Long Yue's eyes, every movement of Mu Qiu was so graceful, his eyes were still so cold, yet it made him extremely warm!,, ..