Li Qianjue's usual calmness and calmness no longer existed. He had never seen such a tragic scene since he was a child, and he was a little frightened.

But the mercenaries on the opposite side didn't seem to pay attention to his words at all, and they answered him with two sharp blades stabbing at him.

Mo Xiaosheng grabbed Li Qianjue to his side with one hand, and then with lightning speed, he grabbed one of them by the wrist and twisted it hard.

"Crack!" There was a muffled sound of broken hand bones, and the man's arm was twisted into a twist by Mo Xiaosheng. The blood-stained bone fragments pierced the arm and protruded diagonally, which was shocking.

Without stopping, Mo Xiaosheng grabbed the man's arm and stabbed him to the side. The dagger in the man's hand plunged into the arm of the man holding the knife next to him. They both let out a shrill scream, and Mo Xiaosheng kicked quickly.

With two kicks, he hit two people in the lower abdomen and kicked them back into the crowd.

Fortunately, there is a wall behind him. The group of mercenaries on the opposite side can no longer surround him like an iron barrel and restrain him from front to back, left, right, up and down. Mo Xiaosheng feels much more at ease, and his movements are sharp and fast, almost every time he takes a shot.

Killing move.

This group of mercenaries had obviously received special psychological training. When they saw Mo Xiaosheng destroying their people like the autumn wind sweeping leaves, there was no trace of fear or sympathy on their faces, and they still held the dagger without hesitation.

Rushed up.

They also wanted to surround Mo Xiaosheng inside like before, but Mo Xiaosheng was too close to the wall and his fighting power was strong, so their cooperation could not have much effect.

Mo Xiaosheng no longer had the previous compassion in his heart, and every move he made was more swift and cruel. Dozens of people surrounded him, but they could no longer hurt him at all, and he quickly lost several people.

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Li Qianjue huddled behind Mo Xiaosheng, pressing her body against the wall, panting heavily, looking at Mo Xiaosheng with surprise. He really didn't expect that the seemingly weak Mr. Ming actually had such terrifying fighting power.

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"Mr. Ming!"

At this time, Ming Cheng shouted and flew over. He had killed all the dozen people who had besieged him earlier.

He rushed over from the outside of the crowd, the dagger in his hand flying like flowers, and stabbed the backs of two people with his hand, opening a hole in the crowd.

Seven or eight people in the crowd immediately turned around to attack him. This relieved the pressure on Mo Xiaosheng.

At this time, there were less than ten people in front of Mo Xiaosheng. Mo Xiaosheng's face flashed. He seized the opportunity, turned from defense to offense, and struck out fiercely. His body was like a spiritual snake, extremely ghostly, and he nimbly walked among these people, looking at them.

He struck a fatal blow at the right opportunity. After a few rounds, Mo Xiaosheng was able to knock these people to the ground, and then rushed over to help Ming Cheng knock down the few remaining people.

At this point, the entire banquet hall became quiet. After a brutal fight, many of the lights in the room were broken, and some sparkled, making the whole hall look a little dim.

There were a number of dead bodies or unconscious injured people lying on the ground. The pungent smell of blood was in the air, and the whole scene looked a bit dark and scary.

"Mr. Ming, are you okay?" Ming Cheng fiercely inserted the dagger in his hand into the chest of the gasping man on the ground, quickly came over to support Mo Xiaosheng, and asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury!" Mo Xiaosheng shook his head. The injury on his calf had already recovered a lot.

"Mr. Ming, I really didn't expect that your skills are so good!" Ming Cheng stood aside and frowned, with a strange light shining in his eyes.

He has practiced martial arts with his master since he was a child, and also practiced mystical arts. Naturally, he can see that Mo Xiaosheng's skills are extremely amazing. If the strength and speed limits of warriors who know mystical arts have surpassed ordinary people, then Mo Xiaosheng's speed and strength

The limit is probably one level higher than that of a Xuan Shu warrior.

However, the group of mercenaries on the opposite side are really powerful. Although I can't say how terrible their personal abilities are, their coordination ability is too strong. He has almost never seen this kind of coordination routine, and it even limits his ability by at least one-third.

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"Brother Li, hurry up and call someone to pick us up!" Mo Xiaosheng did not answer Ming Cheng's words, and then helped up Li Qianjue, who was so frightened that his face turned pale, and prepared to leave here.

This hotel is located on a peninsula, with only one road leading to the land. If there is no vehicle to connect them, they may not be able to get out of here for a while, and there may be some dangers waiting for them below.

As for the driver who came with Li Qianjue today, he knew without thinking that he must have been brutally murdered.

I have to say that the people who came to assassinate them today really put in a lot of hard work. Not only did they choose a superior location, but they also took advantage of the opportunity of the meeting between Nangong, Wan, and Li's family to kill Li Qianjue when his defenses were at their weakest.

, implemented this assassination plan.

"Xiaosheng, no, why don't you call the police?" Li Qianjue followed Mo Xiaosheng out and took out his mobile phone.

"We'll talk about this later!" Mo Xiaosheng frowned. Who knows if the police were involved in this.

Just when they were about to reach the door of the hall, there was another chaotic sound of footsteps outside, and then the figures shook, and once again a dozen figures dressed similarly to the previous group of mercenaries rushed in from the door.

At the same time, the two locked back doors of the banquet hall were also banged open, and then twenty or thirty mercenaries similarly dressed rushed in. The three gangs surrounded Mo Xiaosheng.

Others gathered in the middle.

"More...more?"

Li Qianjue originally thought that the danger had passed, but when he saw dozens of people coming up again, he rolled his eyes and almost fainted.

During the years of ups and downs in the business world, he has also experienced some assassinations, but compared to today, those are really a bit childish.

The expressions of Mo Xiaosheng and Ming Cheng also changed suddenly. It seems that the mastermind came here well prepared today and even left a group of reserve troops. This shows how much he wants to put them to death!

The group of mercenaries who came in were startled slightly when they saw their dead or screaming companions on the ground. However, they soon changed their expressions to indifference. They held the daggers in their hands, hunched over, and quickly rushed towards Mo Xiaosheng and the others.

come over.

"Brother Ming, protect Brother Li!"

Mo Xiaosheng's expression darkened, and he and Ming Cheng sandwiched Li Qianjue in the middle.

If it was just him and Ming Cheng, then he was confident that he could fight out, but it would be much more difficult to distract Li Qianjue at this time. Moreover, he also had injuries on his legs and consumed a lot of physical strength. Naturally, his speed and strength would also

Some reduction!

At this time, a group of mercenaries had surrounded them, stabbing sharply and viciously with sharp daggers. Like the previous group of people, they cooperated with each other in a tacit understanding and tried their best to suppress Mo Xiaosheng's offensive.

Mo Xiaosheng's heart skipped a beat. At this moment, he finally saw the clue. These people were well prepared!

Their cooperation and moves were obviously designed to restrain those who knew mystical arts. No wonder he felt restrained during the fight just now!

But he can be sure that these mercenaries definitely don't know mysticism, so that means there must be someone who knows mysticism who has killed them! It was just to deal with him!

Zhang Yousi?

This name suddenly popped into Mo Xiaosheng's mind!

In his impression, the only person who knew mystical arts that he had offended and could use so many people was Zhang Yousi!

While he was thinking about it, a cold blade flew towards his eyes. He dodged it on one side, and then punched out fiercely, hitting the man's throat. The man's neck tilted, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

But Mo Xiaosheng also felt a pain in his left arm, which was hit by another person's dagger, and red blood immediately oozed from his arm.

In fact, he could have dodged this knife, but he couldn't, because if he dodged, the knife would hit Li Qianjue behind him.

In order to protect Li Qianjue, the mobility and flexibility of both he and Ming Cheng were greatly restricted.

But despite this, the two of them were still able to face these dozens of people, and more than ten people had already been shot to death on the ground.

However, Mo Xiaosheng and Ming Cheng's physical strength was still greatly consumed, and whether they could survive to the end was still a question.

At this time, Ming Cheng had also been stabbed several times because he was protecting Li Qianjue, but his face as cold as cold iron showed no expression at all, and he still waved the curled dagger in his hand with all his strength.

In fact, the people in front of him were okay. What Mo Xiaosheng was most worried about was that Zhang Yousi would rush in at this moment. Then the three of them would really be dead!

"Bang! Bang!"

Suddenly, there were several crisp sounds of glass breaking from the window on one side of the hall. Then several figures let go of the ropes in their hands and flew in. They rolled around and suddenly there was a bright short knife in their hands.

With a kick of his feet, he rushed towards the group of mercenaries outside like arrows.

"Puff, puff..."

There were several sounds of daggers sinking into flesh, and several mercenaries outside who had no time to react were already knocked to the ground.

The mercenaries were obviously taken aback, obviously they didn't expect such a group of people to suddenly appear!

However, their expressions did not fluctuate much. They roared angrily and fought with several figures who flew in.

At this time, there were still several figures climbing up on the swinging rope outside the window and jumping into the house.

The arrival of this group of people greatly relieved the pressure on Mo Xiaosheng and Ming Cheng, and almost attracted most of the mercenaries.

Both Mo Xiaosheng and Ming Cheng were greatly surprised, and they obviously did not expect that anyone would come to help them.

"Brother Ming, your people?" Mo Xiaosheng frowned.

"No!" Ming Cheng shook his head. Before he came, he never thought that he and Mo Xiaosheng would be ambushed.

"Then this is..."

When Mo Xiaosheng was confused, a huge figure suddenly flew in from the window again. The figure grabbed a chair on the ground, kicked off his feet, jumped up high again, rounded the chair and threw it at Mo Xiaosheng.

Mo Xiaosheng subconsciously wanted to block it, but suddenly found that the chair in the figure's hand was hitting him behind him.

"boom!"

The chair hit a mercenary who was sneaking up from behind. Wood chips flew into the air, and the mercenary also fell to the ground.

"Sir, are you okay?" The figure fell to the ground with a thump, and then a resolute face appeared.

"Brother Li?"

When Mo Xiaosheng discovered that it was Li Zhen, his expression suddenly changed with joy, and he exclaimed in surprise: "How could it be you?"

"Not only me, but the Qin Army, Dalang, and our entire 'security team' are all here!" Seeing that Mo Xiaosheng was fine, Li Zhen grinned and said, "Raise troops for a thousand days, use them
Chapter completed!