A huge fist suddenly appeared in front of Qin Mo's eyes, and the fist kept amplifying in front of Qin Mo's eyes with the sound of wind.

Seeing his fists roaring, he was about to hit Qin Mo's chest.

The military man standing in front of Qin Mo had a smug smile on his face.

These cowards in the Black Tiger Camp are not worth mentioning at all!

This military man thought to himself.

The waiter standing next to Qin Mo's side had a pale face. He couldn't help but shrink his neck and quickly closed his eyes.

The fist whistled, and a cold wind blew straight into Qin Mo's chest.

Qin Mo's face changed from trance to anger.

I just watched the fun and had a meal in a restaurant. It was just a coincidence to see these military men fighting.

But who would have thought that this military man would attack him?

I am not from the Heihu Camp at all, I just explained it.

However, the other party didn't listen to his explanation at all, and then punched him.

"Damn it! It's exactly the same as the Qianhu, a thousand households in Hangzhou City, and is simply unreasonable!"

Qin Mo thought so in his heart.

Since the other party bullies the weak and is unreasonable at all, how could Qin Mo get hit by the other party for nothing!

“…Look for a fight!”

Seeing his fist hit his chest, Qin Mo shouted loudly.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound came out.

Junhan's fist stopped in the air, less than an inch from Qin Mo's chest.

Qin Mo's right hand and palm gently held the other party's fist.

Junhan was stunned and then began to withdraw his big fist back.

However, Qin Mo's right hand seemed to be an iron plier, and he grabbed Jun Han's fist tightly.

Moreover, Qin Mo's grasping force continued to increase and became tighter and tighter.

"Your mom..."

Jun Han cursed in pain, and he raised his foot and kicked Qin Mo's crotch.

These military men are not martial arts heroes. They don’t care whether their tricks are despicable or not.

Kill the enemy and defeat the enemy are the most practical moves that the military men learned from the war.

However, Jun Han had not completely scolded him, and his raised foot had not yet kicked Qin Mo, but he flew backwards.

Qin Mo suddenly felt angry when he heard the military man scolding him badly.

So Qin Mo gently lifted his right hand and then threw the military man out with a swing.

This is just an ordinary military man, not a martial arts master, so Qin Mo threw him out without much effort.

"Get out..."

Qin Mo shouted in his mouth.

Junhan flew out backwards, and a miserable scream came from his mouth, his body rolled around in the air, and then slammed heavily on a table.

"Boom...boom!"

The Junhan's body smacked on the table, and the table shattered in a flash.

"Ah...your mom..."

"He...he is from the Black Tiger Camp! Brothers, beat him...Oh! My legs are broken...beat him!"

Jun Han, who was lying among the pile of broken wood chips, screamed in pain, and he cried and asked for help from his colleagues.

This scene that happened suddenly made everyone in the hall stop moving, and they looked towards the direction of Jun Han and Qin Mo who fell to the ground.

"Why are you still standing there? This guy is from the Black Tiger Camp... Brothers, beat him up..."

The military man who fell to the ground screamed.

Suddenly, more than a dozen soldiers from the Poshan Camp made way out of the soldiers from the Black Tiger Camp, turned around and rushed towards Qin Mo.

"I'm not..."

Qin Mo realized that he seemed to have stabbed a hornet's nest this time.

However, the dozen or twenty military soldiers from the Poshan Camp rushed up did not listen to Qin Mo's explanation at all.

Fists, feet, benches, etc. rushed towards Qin Mo's body in a swarm.

"So you are also a coward in the Black Tiger Camp!"

"You dare to sneak attack our brothers in Poshan Camp, seeking death!"

"Beat him to death!"

Countless shouts and curses sounded, and these soldiers from the mountain camp rushed towards Qin Mo one after another.

On the other side, the soldiers from the Black Tiger Camp were stunned at this moment, standing there a little dazed.

"The third brother... Are you a brother from our Black Tiger Camp? He is so nervous that he has never seen him..."

A military man from the Black Tiger Camp who was beaten to the point of being blue and swollen, asked the military man named Li Laosan.

"I don't know... I haven't seen it before..."

The military man named Li Laosan was also bruised and swollen at this moment, and his mouth was broken by the people from Poshan Camp. He replied vaguely.

However, at this moment, the soldiers of the Poshan Camp who rushed over to besiege Qin Mo suddenly flew out one by one with screams and flew backwards.

"Bang bang bang...ahhh..."

The soldiers who broke the mountain camp screamed like dead dogs, jumped high, and then fell heavily onto the floor.

These people are just ordinary military men. How could they be Qin Mo's opponents?

Now, Qin Mo is practicing the Nine Changes of the Dragon and cooperating with the cultivation of the orthodox Taoist Qi Refining Taoist Technique of the Hunyuan Sect.

His cultivation and speed have long reached an extremely perverted level. At least, in the eyes of these military men, they couldn't even see Qin Mo's speed clearly!

Just as these soldiers of the mountain camp rushed up and wanted to beat Qin Mo, Qin Mo took action.

Qin Mo's figure shaking repeatedly, and then his figure flashed through the soldiers of the mountain-breaking camp.

Then, a dull sound of bang bang sounded.

Then, the soldiers from the Poshan Camp flew out one by one.

"Bang bang bang..."

More than a dozen or twenty soldiers from the mountain camps smashed heavily on the ground, making miserable screams...

Qin Mo stood there, as if he had never moved. He looked at the soldiers who had fallen to the ground calmly.

The waiter standing beside Qin Mo, opened his mouth and could not make any sound for a long time.

Under the counter, the fat shopkeeper stared at Qin Mo in shock.

"They both of them have fought for more than a dozen times, but I have never seen this person before. Is the Black Tiger Camp going to produce a master now? Can't help it?"

The fat shopkeeper muttered.

"......How many tables did he smash just now? All of these have to be counted under the account of Your Highness. He is from the Black Tiger Camp. We have to ask Your Highness for more compensation..."

The fat shopkeeper came to his senses, and he turned around and ordered a waiter...

Qin Mo looked around the soldiers lying on the ground, then he shook his head and showed a helpless and bitter smile on his face.

Then, Qin Mo planned to leave.

After all, these are soldiers, and the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty did not want to provoke these difficult military men.

If you beat them, you may provoke hundreds of troops later. At that time, no matter how high your cultivation level or how powerful your magic is, you will have to flee in panic.

Qin Mo could still understand these things.

And at this moment, there was a burst of applause outside the restaurant.

“Baoba…”
Chapter completed!