Indeed, this person has completely turned into someone else with their outfit and disguise.
Ou Mucen looked at the man who had finally stood in front of him.
"Ou Mucen?"
"Yes!"
"What are you doing here? Looking for Aning?"
His gaze was extremely menacing, like a beast that only had bloodlust and brutality left. The eyes that had lost their glasses glared at him, revealing a dangerous light.
Looking for Aning?
Upon hearing this, Ou Mucen furrowed his brows even tighter: "Yes, where have you hidden her?"
The man holding the gun sneered: "My wife, naturally I've hidden her in my home, are you waiting to take her away?" After finishing his words, he pressed the gun against Ou Mucen's head again.
Xiaojin was next to them, his heart about to jump out of his throat, hurriedly stepping forward, trying to find a way to seize Mr.'s gun. But at that moment, Ou Mucen, who was being held at gunpoint by the man who had lost his mind, shook his head, indicating not to move.
