She was about to move back and widen the distance from He Yiyang, but unfortunately she felt an object pressing against her ribs before she could raise her foot.

An Mu looked down and the black q was pressing against her waist.

Just move He Yiyang's fingers and she will end her life immediately.

"If you kill me now, what you did before will be in vain."

An Mu forced himself to calm down and said, "Chu Tianli is dead. If I die again, the owner of the dock will die two times in a row. Do you think no one will doubt it?"

He Yiyang has done so many things just to find a scapegoat.

Chu Tianli is already "dead". If she dies too, then He Yiyang will find another person.

This person not only has to obey his command, but also has to be less suspicious.

This can be said to be a trouble again.

"I can erase your existence...or..."

He Yiyang curled his lips and sneered, and he thought of an idea: "Make another Chu Tianli or An Mu?"

After he said this idea, he suddenly felt something in his mind that he had ignored it.

Unfortunately, when he looked back, he couldn't think of what he was missing.

"It's like your father?" An Mu asked suddenly.

"What?"

He Yiyang's sneer froze at the corner of his mouth. He looked at the girl in disbelief and asked again: "What did you say?"

An Mu pushed away the thing against his waist with his fingers and said coldly: "He Zhang. Are you the so-called father made by you?"

"you--"

How could you know?

"You want to ask me how do you know?"

He Yiyang's shocked expression in front of him had already made An Mu sure that her guess was confused by her imagination.

"Because all the decisions of the He family have no sign of He Zhang. If I hadn't known that there was such a person, I would even think that the He family was the only one who was the leader of you and He Yiyue."

An Mu's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and looked at He Yiyang, whose face was as pale as paper in a flash, and continued: "Jiang Huaitian once said that He Zhang was promoted by him at the beginning. Unexpectedly, he suddenly turned against him a few years later and became his biggest opponent."

"If I guessed right, your father, He Zhang, had already died unexpectedly at that time. Of course, maybe he did not die, but just became a living dead like your mother?"

"An Mu! Stop your mouth!"

He Yiyang suddenly seemed to be crazy and roared interrupting An Mu's speculation.

"I've called it? Then let me guess again. Is your uncle's relationship with you and He Yiyue is not the same?" An Mu said boldly.

"Nonsense! What does my uncle have to do with us? Don't talk nonsense!" He Yiyang stared at An Mu, and the expression on his face seemed as terrifying as if he wanted to eat people.

This woman must not leave here alive today!

She knows too much, too much!

She must die!

"Nonsense? Look at your reaction. I think this is the real situation of your He family!"

An Mu looked at the entourage beside He Yiyang and said, "If these people under your 'father's', they knew that their real master would have died long ago, and the one who commanded them now was a fake guy who didn't know where to find him. Do you think they would still obey your command? He Yiyang! Mr. He!?"

Chu Tianli didn't know how long he had run, but the deafening sounds in his ears kept rising and falling.

The loud noises that kept coming from behind made the secret passage shaking.

The secretly stumbled and saw very poor vision, but Chu Tianli still kept falling from the dirt, stones and dust on his cheeks, imagining how dangerous they are now.

Unfortunately, he can't speak now, otherwise he would have called An Mu a lunatic.

"How long will it take--"

In the darkness, someone asked gasped.

"Perseverely hold on, you should be here when you see the light." An Mu exclaimed.

"Mr. An, how are your hands? Why don't I carry you?" the madman asked worriedly.

"It's okay. Take care of yourself."

This secret passage became extremely unsafe due to the explosion. The stones falling from time to time above the head made everyone feel the crisis of life hanging by a thread.

When he heard An Mu say it was okay, the madman didn't continue to speak.

He planned to preserve his physical strength. If An Mu's physical strength really couldn't hold on, he would immediately carry An Mu out.

After making up his mind, the madman also raised his ears and ran while paying attention to An Mu's breathing and physical fitness.

Fortunately, after running for nearly thirty minutes, they finally saw a ray of light ahead.

"The exit should be ahead!"

The two followers sent by Jace were about to run to the place of light.

One of them even stepped on the mossy wall and looked at the place where the light came in.

"Something seems to be blocking it."

The follower tried to push out a few times, but the "exit" seemed to be blocked by something.

He punched the exit like a manhole cover twice again with his fist, but there was still no sign of opening it.

"It can't be opened at all! This doesn't give up the strength!"

The follower slid down from the wall with some annoyance and complained: "There is no ladder, and there is no way to open it..."

The structure here at the exit is like a well, and it is a cylindrical structure.

Although this vertical distance is much shorter than a real well, the depression is that there is nothing to climb on this cylindrical exit wall.

In addition, the walls are covered with moss because they are wet, which makes the walls particularly slippery, and there is no place to support your feet.

The minion just now had enough effort to push it open and step on the wall with brute force, let alone use more force.

"Who is more powerful? I'll be a ladder, who will go up and open it?" the madman suggested, looking at the terrain.

"I'll do it. I used to practice free fighting." Another follower volunteered.

"Then come on."

The madman bowed and gestured to the man to step on his back.

The follower was not polite, and stepped on the madman's back without saying a word.

This is when you run for life, and the word "polite" means not to be dead.

Therefore, no one will be pretentious at this time.

"Bang-bang-bang-"

The sergeant used all his strength to smash the exit position for a few minutes, but the iron gate did not move at all, and did not seem to be loose and open at all.

"No way this outlet was welded to death, right?" another follower asked suspiciously.

"Sit down and try to kick it with your feet." Su Ming also gave an idea.

The possibility of kicking it away with your feet should be greater than hitting it with a fist, right?
Chapter completed!