When Tang Yu saw that the hostage was about to leave, he felt a little strange and stopped.

"Go to die!" Unexpectedly, the female hostage took out a small silver pistol from her sleeve.

"Ah..." "..." Zheng Jie and Ma Hao were both shocked. It turned out that this woman's hostage was fake.

The woman was about to shoot, but Tang Yu quickly stepped up and kicked her up. The woman's gun was kicked into the air by Tang Yu.

"Ah!" The woman's hostage was startled and suddenly raised her long black legs and kicked at Tang Yu. Tang Yu flashed suddenly and took a step back. Before the woman's hostage could stand firm, she jumped up quickly, her right leg was bowed, and her knees were sharply pressed against the woman's white chin.

"Crack!" Tang Yu was extremely powerful and very fast. The woman didn't even have a chance to dodge. A crisp sound of broken bones came, and then the woman's scream was flew back by Tang Yu's knees, and fell to the ground with a "boom" and rolled a few times. At this time, Tang Yu stretched out his hand and took over the exquisite small silver spear that was thrown down.

It’s not that Tang Yu doesn’t want to be merciful. He really doesn’t want to hurt such a woman who has both beauty and temperament. Keeping it to the point is also a beautiful scenery that is delicious and delicious. But if you don’t knock her down, you will die. The most toxic woman’s heart is that she must never be ruthless to such a ferocious woman!

Tang Yu really treated her as a hostage just now, so he didn't search for her. Unexpectedly, these people wanted to let the drug dealer escape in this way.

Seeing the woman fall to the ground, Zheng Jie hurriedly stepped forward to subdue the woman, but found that she took out a bag of things from her bag and stuffed it into her mouth. She immediately vomited blood and foamed at her mouth, and she was so angry that she passed away!

I would rather die than surrender!

"Stop looking, they are all dead." Tang Yu said to Zheng Jie, "Also, I've given this little pistol to me."

"No, all the items seized on the scene must be handed over to the public!" Ma Hao, who was sitting on the ground, snorted coldly. He was waiting for the arrival of the ambulance.

"I'll give it to you!" Zheng Jie looked at Tang Yu lightly and said. If it weren't for Tang Yu, she would never have solved the drug dealer case today. If it weren't for Tang Yu, she would probably have died now. He only had a pistol, wouldn't he give it?

Tang Yu glanced at Ma Hao jokingly and put the small silver gun into his pocket. He thought that it would be better to give him a little beauty to self-defense.

Zheng Jie thought of something again and looked at Tang Yu: "I will ask you for me when I go back."

"No need, with our relationship, why are you asking for good? We have given each other a token of love." Tang Yu waved his hand and said with a faint smile.

"You..." Zheng Jie looked shy and suddenly thought of the iPhone 4S she used and the small silver spear just now, and then stared at Tang Yu coldly: "Although you saved my life and helped me solve the case, this does not mean that my impression of you will change immediately. You should understand my temper. Stop the team!"

Temperament? Is the Iceberg Beauty? Tang Yu smiled faintly.

Mohist school.

Seeing that the presidential election of Jinghai Martial Arts Association is about to be held soon, Mo Yu, as the president, naturally began to become busy. For example, the venue, matter arrangements, ring construction and other series of them are managed by the Mo family. These are secondary. What he cares most about is Mo Kuan's practice of the Jade Dragon Art. What he means is that the presidential election conference will try to get Mo Kuan to the stage. If he beats the heroes and wins the position of president, the Mo family will be completely cleaned up because of the boy. This is the best ending. Of course, if Mo Kuan fails to practice, he will eventually have to appear in person. Although he is old, his body is still strong. Looking at the entire Jinghai City, there is no opponent yet, so it is not a problem to win two or three championships.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong." The door was knocked.

"Come in."

Mo Long and Mo Kuan walked in.

"Kuan'er, how far have you practiced the Jade Dragon Art?" Mo Yu asked at Mo Kuan.

"When you say grandpa, Kuan'er has practiced to the last level." Mo Kuan replied proudly.

"Oh? So fast?" Mo Yu was happy, "Practice a set for grandpa."

"Yes, Kuan'er, let dad see your achievements!" Mo Long was very happy after hearing this, and he also wanted to see Mo Kuan's achievements.

"This... grandpa, the last level is difficult to practice." Mo Kuan frowned, looking helpless.

"It's hard to practice? What's going on?" Mo Kuan was shocked.

"Grandpa, didn't we watch Stephen Chow's movie "Kung Fu" together last time? The last move was Stephen Chow's swooping down from the sky and killing the evil god of Fire Cloud. So, Kuan'er didn't know how to practice..." Mo Kuan was extremely depressed. He thought about how he finally came up with this move.

"Dong! Isn't that Tathagata's magic palm?" Mo Long looked at Mo Kuan in surprise and said.

"This... How could the Jade Dragon Art have such a move? Swipe out from a high altitude!" Mo Yu was also surprised when he heard this. How could this happen!

"Then, how about practicing the first eight levels?" Mo Yu asked helplessly.

"I practiced well." Mo Kuan replied.

"Okay, now you can compete with your father and see the effects of the first eight layers. If the first eight layers are very powerful, that's enough. Don't practice the ninth layer!" Mo Yu thought and said. Generally, the eighth layer is already very powerful. He knew the strength of Mo Long and Mo Kuan before, and he could see the results of Mo Kuan's practice after all the competition.

"Yes. Grandpa." Mo Kuan nodded, then turned to look at Mo Long, his heart full of expectations. He has not really competed with others until now. He believes that he will completely surprise Mo Long and Mo Yu.

"Dad, I offended you!" Mo Kuan suddenly called Mo Long.

"Boy!" Mo Long smiled indifferently and hurriedly went to take the move. Mo Kuan quickly used the moves in the Jade Dragon Technique and pushed them out with one palm. Unexpectedly, Mo Long was stabbed in the face with a punch. "Ah!" Mo Kuan screamed in pain, hurriedly took a step back.

"Ah..." Mo Yu was stunned. Why did he feel that there was no progress?

Mo Kuan paused for a moment, then went forward to hit Mo Long again, and was soon kicked away by Mo Long. After several times, Mo Kuan failed to hit Mo Long even though he had a palm.

"Stop~!" Mo Yu waved his hand. He couldn't bear to see. Why did he feel that Mo Kuan's martial arts had not improved, but had regressed instead?

"Mo Long, tell me!" Mo Yu looked cold and looked at Mo Long. But Mo Long looked shocked and looked at Mo Kuan, with a lot of doubts.

"Dad, Kuan'er seems to have not made any progress, but also forgot his previous moves..." Mo Long was embarrassed to say it.

"Dong!" Mo Kuan was shocked and thought to himself, why did this happen? He thought he had practiced the Jade Dragon Art well, so why would this result be like this now?

"Learn to walk in Handan!" Mo Yu's face turned pale. Without Mo Long's words, he could see it himself just now, and he couldn't believe it. Why did the Jade Dragon Art become more and more regressive as he practiced, and even forgot his previous moves!

"Grandpa, I...I..." Mo Kuan stammered, but didn't know what to say. He knew Mo Yu's expectations for him and wanted to make the Mo family proud at this presidential re-election conference, but now it has become a bubble!

"Go down..." Mo Yu's mouth trembled, but he didn't get angry in the end. He knew it would be useless to get angry. It seems that he had to go into battle this time!

Mo Kuan had to retreat, but he thought in his mind whether the Jade Dragon Art was fake. It was Feng Zihe who deliberately played tricks on himself? He must ask him clearly!

"Dad, let me attend this presidential re-election conference!" Mo Long volunteered.

Mo Kuan shook his head, and had not yet been relieved from the loss just now, and it really responded to the saying: the higher the expectations, the worse the disappointment!

Hearing Mo Long's words, Mo Yu shook his head: "You can't do it. This conference may lead to some kind of expert. Moreover, each sect is only allowed to report one person. Unless there is a situation where there is a need to change, no one can be replaced. Just in case, I'll do it."

"Dad. Do you think that kid will be attracted by any sect? Otherwise, let's go and win him over to serve our Mo family first?" Mo Long said suddenly.

Mo Yu shook his head: "No. He's better to participate. This way I may be able to fight him. The shame of my Mo family in recent times was caused by him. The martial arts conference signed a life-and-death case, and I will let him pay it off completely at that time!" Mo Yu frowned, and he was rarely cold and ruthless. For many years, no one in the martial arts class in Jinghai City has ever made him so angry.
Chapter completed!