The old man's natural tone made Mo Fei laugh anxiously, "Hmph, you old bastard are so embarrassed to call my name. I almost got killed by you, do you know!"

"But aren't you dead now? I've said that based on my research results, theoretically you can't be dead."

"But I almost died, if your theory goes wrong."

Then He Huoyu suddenly interrupted his words, "My theory has never been wrong, and your appearance also confirms this. If I guess correctly, you must have encountered some kind of adventure and gained some kind of benefit, right?"

"Uh, that's right, but-"

"But what!" the old man's voice suddenly rose octave and he said impatiently, "I don't understand what you have to complain about at all. Everything you have experienced is within my expectations. You have not died and have gained benefits. How about saying thank you?

And what does your tone mean? Have your parents never taught you to respect your elders? I am your third uncle after all. You have been rude to me several times. I think you are going to discipline you for your parents. Come on, take off your pants and let me slap them a few times."

Seeing that his third uncle had no intention of remorse at all, and even relied on his seniority with confidence, Mo Fei was really angry now. He wanted to give up his big revenge, but as long as he apologized and surrendered, he could beat the other party at most, but now he even had a murderous heart.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You forced me to do this, so don't blame me for being ruthless, old bastard!"

The old man sneered and asked, "So what if I force you? Why don't you want to rebel against Tiangang, little bastard!"

The two were tense, and the atmosphere was extremely tense for a moment.

However, a creaking sound came, breaking the tense atmosphere in front of him. When the two turned their heads, they found that it was He Xiaoyu. At some point, a bucket of popcorn was thick, and they were eating and watching the show.

Seeing that both of them looked over, He Xiaoyu waved his hand quickly, "Don't worry about me, you guys continue."

Both of them were speechless, but they turned their heads and looked at each other again.

Mo Fei clenched his fists, "Since you are so ungrateful, don't blame me for being rude."

"I want to fight with me, haha, you're too young." He Suoyu said and waved, and a bald head immediately flashed from behind him.

This bald man has a dull face and looks very weird. His whole face has no characteristics. His face is round, and it feels like he is not heartbroken when designing his facial features. There is no hair on his face, and his hair and eyebrows are gone. It is like a bare egg, looking very weird.

"Aqi, deal with him." He Sujue said, and directly flashed to the side.

"Yes, master." The bald head named Aqi said silently, and rushed towards Mo Fei.

Mo Fei was shocked and thought to himself, where did this guy come out? He looked so surprised, he seemed to be a master, but this did not affect his move. Seeing Aqi approaching him, Mo Fei hit him with a palm, and a hawk attacked the sky, hitting Aqi's chest.

Aqi groaned, obviously suffering from internal injuries, but there was no pain on his face. Instead, he opened his hands and hugged Mo Fei. At such a close distance, it was difficult for ordinary people to avoid this hug, but in Mo Fei's eyes, the speed of the hug was as fast as slow motion. He flashed sideways and easily avoided the other party's pounce, grabbed the bald arm and pulled him, and then kicked Aqi in the head, kicking him out directly.

Mo Fei was a little surprised that the battle was so easy. He thought that shaved his head was a master, but he didn't expect that he would be slightly stronger than ordinary people.

Mo Fei turned around and looked at He Huyu with disdain, "Hehe, that's it?"

But He Huoyu snapped his fingers and suddenly came out of the corner around him, looking exactly the same as the Archie before, as if it was carved from a mold.

"Yes, that's it."

Mo Fei was shocked. This is - clone? This is the only explanation he could find. It is impossible that these people are tens.

Who is this third uncle? Where did he create such a bunch of monsters?

However, although there were a lot of numbers, Mo Fei didn't take it seriously. This Aqi's combat power was not very strong, not much different from ordinary people. He stretched out his hands and waved his hands very proudly, "Let's go together!"

The bald heads rushed forward silently, and Mo Fei was not polite. Since they were cloners, he didn't need to keep his hands. The Thirteen-style Sky Eagle Picking Hand was used, and it was a little unfamiliar when it started to use. After all, it was the first time to fight with people, but after two or three, I found the feeling. The key was that his reaction ability was too fast. In his eyes, the bald Arqi's movements were completely slow motion, perfectly covering up the unfamiliarity in the moves. He gave a crackling greeting, and there was no one in his hands, which really made him feel like a kung fu movie.

However, although these bald Aqi were not strong in combat, they were very resistant to beatings. They were like zombies, and they seemed to have no pain at all. They would not retreat no matter how they beat them. They rushed up fearlessly. At first, Mo Fei was a little worried and didn't want to act too ruthlessly. After fighting for several rounds, he found that it would be impossible to be ruthless. So he simply stopped holding back and greeted him specifically at the vital point.

The core concept of the Sky Eagle Picking Hand is to attack its key points and damage its joints, and to injure the enemy with internal strength. As long as you find the right opportunity to remove the joints with a click, or launch an internal force attack on the key points to inflict internal injuries on the opponent, no matter how strong a person is, he will not be able to hold on.

As Mo Fei exploded, these bald Aqi lost their combat power one by one. Seeing that Mo Fei was about to win perfectly, He Huoyan took out an anesthesia gun from his pocket without panic, but did not shoot directly. Instead, he covered his eyes with one hand, turned around three times, and then swayed in Mo Fei's direction and shot it out.

The shot was originally very skewed and was far away from the target. However, as the saying goes, the shooting was not as accurate as the shooting. It was so hard to die. Several Archie were rushing up and surrounded him from all directions. Mo Fei jumped up in the air, kicking all Archie out in a circle, and then a beautiful 360-degree somersault fell and fell back to the ground with a half-turn around.

As a result, he happened to appear in the direction of the anesthesia gun shooting. Mo Fei turned around and wanted to make a look, but suddenly his neck numbness seemed to be staring at by a bee. The numb feeling quickly spread around his body. He grabbed his neck inexplicably and glanced at the needle on his hand. Before he understood what was going on, he suddenly lost consciousness.

I don't know how long it took, Mo Fei Youyou woke up and when he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on a cold metal bed. His limbs and body were firmly fixed on the iron bed by metal rings. The bright light on his head shone down, making Mo Fei's eyes white. He struggled and turned his head to look around. He immediately saw that his third uncle was looking through the secret book of "Sky Eagle Fighting". Seven or eight Aqi were around, silently like dolls.

Mo Fei looked puzzled and thought to himself how he lost?

As if he heard Mo Fei's struggle, the old man threw the book aside and looked at him with a smile.

"Haha, wake up, so you learned internal skills and light skills to jump out of the cliff. I really didn't expect that there is really something like internal skills in this world. I thought it was just a legend. It seems that my understanding of this world is not as profound as I imagined."

"But it doesn't matter. As long as I have the particles of fate in your body, these will be no longer a problem. I will dig out every secret in this world. I will - cough cough, see how my latest invention is. I have been working on this thing these days, but it took me a lot of effort to do it.

At this time, Mo Fei discovered that the metal instrument he was lying on was the one he had checked before. Did he actually prepare it for him? The old man calculated that he was going to come back to seek revenge on him, so he had already prepared. He was delivering the goods to his door, but what was he going to do with him?

"What do you mean when you have the particles of fate?" Mo Fei asked in a deep voice.

The old man smiled slightly, "Haha, haven't you always complained that you don't want any particles of fate? Since that's the case, I'll accept it for you."

"Hey, old man, don't talk nonsense. When did I say I don't want the particles of fate? I just don't believe in things like fate. If there were really, how could I not want them?"

The old man shrugged, "It's almost the same. Anyway, you didn't have it before, and you didn't believe in the existence of the fate particles. So now I extract it and you won't lose anything, right?

Besides, you have already gained a lot of martial arts, so you still have to make a fortune.”
Chapter completed!