The scene went out of control again. No one expected that things would take a turn in this direction. After a moment of bewilderment, the crowd successively put up their guard and vigilantly aimed their guns at Mu Lianjue!
His lips curled into a bloodthirsty smirk as he tightened his grip around his brother's throat and pressed the muzzle even harder on his temple, ready to fire at any given moment!
"Get them to put down their guns!" he growled threateningly.
Mu Linfeng kept silent. Even when his face flushed red from the lack of breath, his lips remained tightly pursed with no intention of opening them!
"You really think I don't dare to kill you, do you?!" His younger brother's voice got increasingly cold and pressing. "At most, we'll just perish together and I'll have someone to accompany me in hell! Get them to put their guns down; do you hear me?! Do you hear me?!"
"Fourth Mu, have you gone… mad?!"
