When Chen Yuan thought of this possibility, he didn't dare to hesitate any more, and immediately made a decision. He jumped out of the window with a move.

Chen Yuan was eager for Mo Shaohui to come to him, but Chen Yuan did not dare to give up on the slightest reluctance to Mo Xianxian, who was all unknown.

Because you will never know how many cards she has and what time and place she will play.

After crossing the window, Chen Yuan found that in front of him was the main gate of the villa, and a stone wall was facing forward.

Chen Yuan lowered his lower body and looked left and right, and only then did he find that the whole villa had quieted down and there was no other sound.

Just as Chen Yuan was thinking, the sound of footsteps suddenly sounded from all directions, and the sound became louder and closer. Chen Yuan did not care about thinking and looked around.

I saw a pair of hands appearing on the wall, and gangsters in various costumes, wearing knives or sticks, climbing over the wall. There were about 70 or 80 people.

With a "clang", the door in the center of the wall was suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man with a sinister face slowly walked in.

"Brother Chen Yuan, long time no see."

The second son of the Mo family, "Bone-swallowing Jackal", Mo Shaohui!

Chen Yuan was stunned for some reason, but after knowing that it was Mo Shaohui who was involved in such a big battle, Chen Yuan actually breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay, as long as it's not Mo Xianxian, Mo Ru is safe.

He breathed a sigh of relief, his face was calm, and asked Mo Shaohui: "Where is Mo Ru? Where did you take her?"

Seeing Chen Yuan like this, Mo Shaohui thought it was just Chen Yuan's pretending to be calm, and he felt funny, but he still said, "Don't worry, the tiger poison is not enough to eat, I just want you to die."

Chen Yuan seemed to have not heard it, and drank coldly: "I'll ask you where she is?"

"She's here in me~"

At this time, an extremely hoarse voice came from outside the wall, and the gangsters at the door gave up one after another, which was Li Changhao who was beyond recognition.

"Chen Yuan, I admit that you are very awesome," Li Changhao said with a smile and laughter, and at the same time he fisted and pinched his hands, "But once you die tonight, Mo Ru will be mine."

Hearing that, Chen Yuanwei narrowed his eyes and looked back and forth on Mo Shaohui and Li Changhao, and suddenly said to Mo Shaohui: "So you have found such a shit set up to kill me?"

Mo Shaohui frowned. The Li family's weight was not light. Even though he had set various rules and regulations with Li Changhao's father, the Li family agreed to such a muddy water.

Chen Yuan died and Mo Ru married Li Changhao. He won the Mo family, and then the Li family and Mo families joined forces.

So even though I agreed with Chen Yuan’s shouting, Mo Shaohui still said seriously: “Chang Hao’s layout is still very clever. Don’t talk nonsense and be tainted and innocent!”

But for some reason, as soon as these words were said, not only Chen Yuan looked strange, but even the gangsters covered their mouths and laughed secretly.

Li Changhao never suffered such anger, so he immediately broke out and said harsh words.

"Chen Yuan! Wait, I will immediately let you see your woman insulted by me in front of you!"

"You dare!"

Surprisingly, Mo Shaohui and Chen Yuan even shouted loudly at the same time. The difference is that the stone in Chen Yuan's hand has been shot out, and Mo Shaohui's hand has not hit Li Changhao's face.

The next moment, Li Changhao's head exploded like a balloon, and red and white objects in the sky were scattered. Mo Shaohui's eyes and hands quickly turned his spiritual power into a barrier so that it did not splash all over his body.

The two stopped talking, but squinted their eyes and looked at each other.

Chen Yuan didn't expect that Mo Shaohui attached so much importance to the reputation of the Mo family, but it was not difficult.

After this round, he even had to lead Mo Sheng's excuse to start his own business first.

What Mo Shaohui didn't expect was that Chen Yuan was so decisive and cruel, not like a student at all. If he hadn't slap quickly, his palm would have been gone.

"Chen Yuan, I appreciate you very much." After a moment of silence, Mo Shaohui spoke lightly and lit a cigarette, "Why don't you consider me? Mo Ru is still yours. In addition, there is endless wealth and honor. You can say anything you want."

Chen Yuan grinned, revealing his clean and white teeth.

"What if I want the head of an 'old jackal'?"

"Haha," Mo Shaohui lowered his head and smiled, took a deep breath of cigarette, and then slowly vented it. He looked up, his face full of viciousness, "Go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the gangsters around him swarmed up like a black colony of ants.

Looking at the vast number of people, Chen Yuan's heart calmed down. After all, they were all top f-level guys, and no matter how many there were, they would not have much impact.

But for some reason, he always felt that this scene was a bit familiar, as if he had experienced it somewhere.

The moon is hanging high, and the other is surrounded by many people, and the lights are also brightly lit.

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan's head suddenly pricked him like a needle, and then he hurriedly shook these thoughts out of his mind and began to deal with the situation in front of him.

It is the time when the "Lion Roar" first shows its strength!

However, the next moment, Chen Yuan was stunned.

His body did not use the "liu roar" as he wished, but instead used the two skills of "golden bell cover" and "iron cloth shirt" to circulate his whole body. In an instant, Chen Yuan seemed to have a golden light emerging, like a Buddha.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yuan found that he had the attitude of "Xiaoyaoyou Boxing" and was as natural as natural.

Feeling his body that was not under his control, Chen Yuan felt a sudden fear in his heart, and he seemed to have remembered something.

The fire soaring into the sky, the corpses everywhere, the blood that formed a river, and... he was covered in blood.

Subconsciously, Chen Yuan wanted to stop drinking loudly, not by stopping himself, but by stopping those gangsters who didn't know what was going to happen.

Don't come here!

But no one could hear it except "Chen Yuan".

At this moment, Chen Yuan felt that there was another self beside him, but he could not communicate or meet, and he could only feel the cold murderous aura emitted by himself.

But there is no murderous intention.

The light seemed to be a little dimmed, and without any hesitation, "Chen Yuan" took action.

He leaned towards the nearest gangster, sideways away from the knife aimed at his head. Then "Chen Yuan" grabbed the gangster's arm holding the knife with his left hand, and cut it hard with his palm as a knife with his right hand.

The first gangster's hand and head, holding the knife, instantly fell to the ground. His body was still bleeding and was pushed by the people behind him. The crowd rushing forward stomped on the ground and splattered red and white.

No one noticed the life that had just disappeared, and perhaps it was also noticed, but the faint sound was immediately swallowed up by the dense crowd.

"Chen Yuan"'s eyes were Wubo, and his hands kept waving, ruthlessly harvesting all the lives around him like a god of death.

Less than two minutes later, the world in Chen Yuan's eyes was already blood-red. In just two minutes, he quickly killed more than forty gangsters. His body was surrounded by broken corpses. The weeds under his feet were stained with blood and emitted a strange light under the moonlight.

No one dares to come forward anymore, they are afraid.

Although I know to kill a powerful top F-level master,

Even if they have eighty people, they will inevitably suffer sacrifices, and it is normal to die two or three.

But now, forty people have died in just two minutes. Will they be wiped out in two minutes?

They are just some gangsters, and they always feel that the luck of death will not fall on these heads, but now reality tells them that as long as they take a step forward, there will be boundless hell.

Mo Shaohui, who was at the farthest, also looked at Chen Yuan with fear. He had seen ruthless people before. He had been a debt collector for so many years. Mo Shaohui could be said to be the underground emperor of Xihe City. He had never seen any kind of storms and waves, and he didn't know what kind of people he was?

But Chen Yuan in front of him really put Mo Shaohui in a very huge psychological pressure.

He stood quietly among the pile of corpses, erecting his fist stance, covered in blood, his eyes extremely indifferent, as if nothing had happened.

It was these extremely indifferent eyes that made Mo Shaohui frightened.

It’s like killing is not killing for Chen Yuan, but like picking weeds, no, and trampling on ants to death.

Therefore, Mo Shaohui's fear of the gangsters was completely understandable, and he did not want to waste the cards in his hand.

Fortunately, not long after, Chen Yuan seemed to have "awakened", gasping heavily, constantly wiping the blood in front of him, looking painful, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

This scene made Mo Shaohui wonder, why did he suddenly change his personality?

But years of experience made him not think too much. Without hesitation, Mo Shaohui shouted: "Give it all for me! He is tired! He is about to die. Whoever cuts off his head, I will give him a casino!"

There must be brave men under the heavy reward. The gangsters look at me and I look at you. Finally, someone looked at Chen Yuan's condition. Finally, someone swallowed his saliva and rushed towards Chen Yuan.

If there is one, then there will be two. The next moment, everyone will continue to move towards Chen Yuanqian again, as if they can't see the sea of ​​corpses and blood around the "killer" in the field.

And Chen Yuan's mind suddenly became clear at the moment of regaining control of his body, and he remembered all the forgotten things.

The blood-covered face could not see the pale color, and only his trembling hands showed his inner uneasiness.

That night, Chen Yuan shouldn't have forgotten, and Chen Yuan shouldn't have escaped those murderous sins.

He raised his head, looked at the crowd that was rushing up again, and chuckled softly.

"hehe."

The next moment, he stood up straight, raised his head and closed his eyes.

The dark clouds finally floated past, and the bright white moonlight suddenly fell, and the redness on Chen Yuan's face seemed to fade a little.

Just when a knife was only one hand away from Chen Yuan, Chen Yuan finally opened his eyes.

The next moment, a powerful and violent voice came to all directions.

"roar!!"

A huge roar like a thunderous bell and drum came from Chen Yuan's small mouth, which seemed extremely inconsistent.

The spiritual power was pushed away with the sound wave after wave, and the doors and windows of the villa were overwhelmed and exploded one after another, but it seemed that there was no sound.

After about seven or eight seconds, after seeing the gangsters rolling and wailing on the ground with their bloody ears covered, Chen Yuan finally stopped "The Lion Roar."

He turned his head and stared at Mo Shaohui, who was also covering his ears, his face was bloodless and trembling all over.

As if he had a heart-to-heart relationship, Mo Shaohui also looked up at Chen Yuan, his eyes full of fear.
Chapter completed!