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887. Chapter 887 Mixed into the Mohists 1

Who is Lan Hengsheng? He is a playboy who has been involved in the sex industry for many years. If he wants to say some nasty words, how can a little Mo Yuyan be his opponent?

snort!

He just couldn't let go of his bad temper. What happened to the eldest lady of the Mo family? If she offended him, Lan Hengsheng would still die.

Snapped!

A crisp sound echoed in everyone's ears, and before everyone could react, they saw the eldest son of the Lan family being slapped by a white shadow and being spun around several times.

The crescent-white figure flashed and returned to Mo Yuyan's side.

Under the mask, Su Yin looked at everyone in the Lan family with a sneer.

I thought she would clean up the Lan family after cleaning up the Mo family, okay!

very good!

Unexpectedly, people from the Lan family came to their homes to die, so don't blame Su Yin for being ruthless.

"Who, who **** beat me."

At this time, more than a dozen black shadows rushed towards them, surrounding Su Yin, Mo Yuyan and others.

This time, Mo Yuyan came out because Su Yin was by her side, so she drove away the secret guards.

Caihe stood by Mo Yuyan's side, looking at the black-clothed secret guards approaching step by step, feeling terrified in her heart.

Just because Lan Hengsheng didn't see it, it doesn't mean that the guards of the Lan family didn't see it. When they were shocked by the skill of the man in the white mask, the guards of the Lan family also heightened their vigilance.

"Did you, a bitch, hit me?"

Lan Hengsheng looked at his secret guards surrounding Su Yin and Mo Yuyan, and understood that the person who had just hit him was the masked man.

"You brat, you don't want to live anymore, you dare to hit me, hide them from me."

Lan Hengsheng waved his hand, and the black-clothed guard jumped up, the sword in his hand pointing directly at the masked man.

Naturally, Mo Yuyan and the others couldn't be harmed, so they could only attack Su Yin alone.

However, who is Su Yin? Even a hundred such wastes are no match for her, Su Yin.

Just as the swords in the hands of more than a dozen guards in black fell, Su Yin swayed and pulled out the long black gold sword in his hand. The blade of the long sword shone with silver light under the moonlight.

In just a few seconds, a dozen guards in black were seen falling to the ground with a thud.

"Bad mood."

The long black gold knife in his hand fell, and blood instantly splashed everywhere, staining Su Yin's crescent white clothes red.

"Next, you."

With a wave of the blade, Su Yin pointed at Lan Hengsheng. At this time, three masters stood in front of Lan Hengsheng, looking at Su Yin coldly.

"Young Master, it was you who made the first move. Our Young Master was just asking for justice. Now you have killed my Lan family's bodyguard, so it is even."

"Evened out?"

A sneer flashed under the mask, and that cold voice seemed to be mocking everyone in the Lan family.

"There is no word "even" in my dictionary, only whether I am in a good or bad mood."

As he spoke, his body flashed, and the next second, a crescent-white figure had approached Lan Hengsheng.

And none of the three masters from the Lan family could see Su Yin's movements clearly.

"Yin Su, don't scare the guests. Mr. Lan is also a distinguished guest of our Mo family, isn't he?"

A black shadow intercepted the blade in Su Yin's hand just in time as Su Yin's sword fell.

Mo Tianlei stood beside Su Yin, holding Su Yin's wrist tightly.

"Yin Su, if you hurt someone's life, Yu Yan will be scared."

Although his face was full of smiles, Mo Tianlei was reminding Su Yin to stop.
Chapter completed!
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