"Mo Xiaosheng!"

When Zhao Wuye saw Mo Xiaosheng's sudden change of expression, he shuddered suddenly, as if he had seen a ghost. He didn't know how Mo Xiaosheng came in.

For safety reasons, he specially deployed additional manpower outside the main gate of Shangliuhui in the past two days. As a result, Mo Xiaosheng came in without making a sound from the people outside. What's even more shocking is that the door of the private room was obviously closed.

Without even moving, Mo Xiaosheng was already sitting opposite. What is this if it's not a ghost?!

The moment Zhao Dong saw Mo Xiaosheng, his face turned pale with fear. His legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground with a thud. He had already seen the terror of Mo Xiaosheng. In his eyes, Mo Xiaosheng was not a human being.

, not a ghost, but the Flash!

He rolled and crawled behind Xuan Zhen and said in a trembling voice: "Tao, Taoist Master, hurry, hurry...kill him!"

"You, this person, have a bad mouth. I told you to change it, but why don't you listen?"

As soon as Zhao Dong finished speaking, Mo Xiaosheng's voice suddenly rang in his ears. He shuddered suddenly. When he turned around, he found that Mo Xiaosheng had suddenly appeared in front of him, looking at him with a smile.

At the same time, Mo Xiaosheng was holding a teacup in his hand. With a crisp "bang" sound, the teacup was instantly crushed into pieces by Mo Xiaosheng. Then Mo Xiaosheng stuffed all the pieces of the teacup into Zhao Dong with lightning speed.

mouth, and at the same time lifted his chin up.

"Ugh..."

Zhao Dong held a fragment in his mouth and screamed in agony. The expression on his face was almost distorted. Thick blood suddenly oozed from his mouth. His tongue and throat were cut to pieces in an instant.

"Zhao Dong!"

Mr. Zhao Wu came to his senses and turned around to look, his face instantly turned pale.

"It's interesting!" Xuan Zhen couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he saw Mo Xiaosheng's speed. Then with a flick of his wrist, there was a seven-star sword in his hand, which pierced Mo Xiaosheng's throat.

His sword thrust out very fast, and it reached Mo Xiaosheng's throat in the blink of an eye. However, when the tip of the sword was about one centimeter away from Mo Xiaosheng's throat, it suddenly stopped, making it difficult to move any further.

"How is that possible?" Xuan Zhen was shocked and found that his Seven Star Sword was actually held by Mo Xiaosheng with his thumb and index finger. No matter how he pushed, pulled or twisted, the sword did not move at all.

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on his face, and his eyes when looking at Mo Xiaosheng were full of fear. You must know that based on his cultivation, his palms can weigh at least three to five hundred kilograms, and with such great strength, in front of Mo Xiaosheng

It’s so insignificant!

"Taoist Master, is this all you have? Your strength is nothing more than this. It seems that I have overestimated you." Mo Xiaosheng sneered, and with a sudden flick of his wrist, with a "boom", the seven stars forged from fine steel

The sword instantly broke into two pieces, Mo Xiaosheng raised his hand holding the tip of the sword, and a cold light burst out, piercing Xuan Zhen's face.

Xuan Zhen's pupils suddenly widened, he twisted around, and the tip of the sword whizzed past his collar. With a screeching sound, it cut a deep slit in his collar. The clothes fell down, exposing half of his shoulders.

"court death!"

Xuan Zhen cursed bitterly and touched his body with his hands. There were already a few yellow talisman papers in his hands. He raised his hands and was about to throw them away. Suddenly he found that his hands seemed to be clamped by iron pliers and he could not move. He looked down and saw,

I found that there were two shining silver needles on my elbows.

"In your eyes, is human life so worthless?"

As soon as Mo Xiaosheng finished speaking, he ducked in front of him, grabbed his right arm, and broke it violently. A muffled "click" sound came out, and Xuan Zhen's right hand suddenly twisted and deformed.

"Ah!" No matter how powerful Xuan Zhen was, he couldn't help but scream in pain.

In the final analysis, he is just an ordinary person of flesh and blood. He only knows some mystical formations. He can harm people secretly. He can deal with ordinary people. But suddenly he met Mo Xiaosheng, an expert in mystical arts, and he realized that he had no basic skills.

There is no way to fight back.

Before his talisman spells could be used, Mo Xiaosheng had already restrained him in advance.

However, he still endured the severe pain and kicked Mo Xiaosheng, but it would have been better if he didn't kick. Once he kicked, he couldn't take it back. Mo Xiaosheng clamped his arms and clamped his legs.

Then he twisted his waist hard, and there was another muffled "click" sound, and Xuan Zhen's leg bones were instantly broken by Mo Xiaosheng.

"Ah! Ah——!"

Xuan Zhen's voice was shrill and painful, and as soon as Mo Xiaosheng let go, he fell to the ground.

Mr. Zhao Wu was so frightened that his face turned pale and his body was shaking like chaff.

He knew how scary Mo Xiaosheng was before, but he didn't know that Mo Xiaosheng was so scary!

After Mo Xiaosheng came to Shangliuhui last time, he thought that Mo Xiaosheng was just a martial artist who had practiced a few kung fu, so he found Xuan Qingzi and Xuan Zhen, experts in mystical arts, to deal with him. Unexpectedly, these people

He still has no power to fight in front of Mo Xiaosheng!

"Master Xuan Qingzi, come and help! Hurry!"

Only then did Mr. Zhao remember Xuan Qingzi in the side hall, but when he turned around, he saw that except for a few cheongsam women shivering on the ground in fear, Xuan Qingzi was nowhere to be found in the side hall.

The moment Mo Xiaosheng came in, Xuan Qingzi had already seen him. He originally wanted to join forces with his senior brother to deal with him, but when he saw that his senior brother was performing the superb Seven-Star Sword Technique, he was the first to use the sword before he could show it.

It was broken, and he was so frightened that his face turned green. He didn't care about his senior brother's life or death, so he turned around and jumped out of the window to escape.

"Before you killed someone, did you ever think that other people also have fathers and mothers, families and houses?"

Mo Xiaosheng's voice was cold and emotionless, and he stamped his foot so hard that Xuan Zhen's other leg bone shattered instantly.

"Ah uh..."

Xuan Zhen's head was covered with blue veins, and his screams of pain were a little quieter.

"Also, how did you pick off the bones of other people's hands and feet when they were still alive? Do you deserve to be called a human being?!"

As soon as Mo Xiaosheng finished speaking, he kicked him again.

Xuan Zhen's remaining hand immediately flattened and fell to the ground as softly as plasticine.

His face was pale, his eyes were rolled up, his mouth was open, his tongue was hanging out, and he could no longer make any sound. All that was left was that his body was twitching like an electric shock.

"Master Mo!"

Mr. Zhao Wu on the side was horrified when he saw this scene. He almost fainted with fright. His legs were so weak that he couldn't stand anymore. He simply knelt on the ground with a thud and cried bitterly: "Master Mo! I was wrong! Master Mo! These two bastards

I didn’t bring it here! It’s all my good-for-nothing nephew who came to deal with you!”

"Um!"

Zhao Dong, who was curled up and trembling on the side, suddenly looked up when he heard these words. He was shocked that his fifth uncle had betrayed him! Xuan Qingzi was obviously invited by the fifth uncle himself!

"Ah woo woo..."

Because Zhao Dong was speechless, he quickly got up and waved at Mo Xiaosheng a few times, then pointed at Mr. Zhao Wu, indicating that he was the one who found him.

"Beast! How dare you accuse me falsely!"

Mr. Zhao Wu suddenly jumped up, grabbed the walking stick in his hand and started swinging it at Zhao Dong.

Zhao Dong quickly reached out to block it, and while dodging, he grabbed the stick in Zhao Wuye's hand, then kicked Zhao Wuye to the ground, and rushed forward to punch and kick Zhao Wuye.

"Master Mo, Master Mo! Quick, kill this kid quickly, he is the one who wants to harm you!"

Zhao Wuye hurriedly asked Mo Xiaosheng for help.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

When Zhao Dong heard this, he became anxious and sat down on Mr. Zhao Wu's stomach so hard that he almost vomited.

Then Zhao Dong's blood-stained hand pinched Zhao Wuye's neck hard. Zhao Wuye's whole face turned red instantly. He used his hand to break Zhao Dong's wrist, but Zhao Dong's hand was like an iron plier.

, he couldn't break it apart at all.

Zhao Dong had a ferocious look on his face, and while roaring lowly, he pinched Master Zhao Wu's neck hard.

Zhao Wuye struggled a few times, his movements slowed down instantly, his body trembled, then his mouth opened, his eyes bulged out, and he made no sound.

Mo Xiaosheng looked at this scene coldly, without any sympathy for Mr. Zhao Wu. He finally paid the price for the sins he had committed, but it was a pity that the three dead workers could never survive again.

Perhaps Mr. Zhao Wu never dreamed that he would eventually die in the hands of his own nephew.

"Hands up, don't move!"

At this time, a group of people wearing black special combat uniforms suddenly rushed in from outside the door, holding dark rifles in their hands. They first aimed at Mo Xiaosheng and Zhao Dong as soon as they entered the door.

Zhao Dong raised his hands and stood up slowly. His face was numb and his eyes were dull. He was only thinking about plotting against Mo Xiaosheng, but he didn't expect that it would end like this.

Several special combat uniforms rushed over to handcuff Zhao Dong and take him away, and then two more people came over to handcuff Mo Xiaosheng.

"stop!"

At this time, Ye Bing hurried over and scolded them in a low voice.

The two special combat uniforms quickly stepped aside.

"Remember, Mo Xiaosheng didn't show up here today, did you hear me?" Ye Bingbing glanced at the group of subordinates around him coldly.

"I heard it!" everyone responded in unison.

Ye Bingbing stretched out her hand and motioned for them to do some ideological work for the cheongsam girls. Then she looked at Xuan Zhen who had fainted from pain on the ground, her face turned pale slightly, she swallowed hard and asked: "What are you doing?"

of?"

"Otherwise? If I hadn't promised you to stay alive, his head would have been crushed by me right now." Mo Xiaosheng said calmly.

Ye Bing glanced at Mo Xiaosheng in horror and said, "Do you know who he is?"

"I don't care who he is. If he offends me, this is what he will end up with." Mo Xiaosheng said calmly.

Ye Bing shook his head and smiled bitterly, refreshing his understanding of Mo Xiaosheng again. He was simply a perverted existence. A Taoist master like Xuan Zhen was like a chicken in front of him, killing him at will.

"We have been hunting him for more than a year, and during this period, no less than ten people have died." Ye Bing sighed softly.

"Then you can go back and take credit now. It's a pity that Xuan Qingzi ran away." Mo Xiaosheng was quite regretful. He was only focused on dealing with Xuan Zhen and didn't pay attention to when Xuan Qingzi ran away.

At this moment, Ye Bing's cell phone suddenly rang. She looked at the phone number, her expression suddenly changed, she quickly walked to the side to pick it up, and reported the situation in detail to the other person. She didn't know what the person on the other side said.

Han Bing immediately straightened up and said loudly: "Yes!"
Chapter completed!