"Hey, I said who is so rich and powerful, it turns out to be Grandpa Rhodes, disrespectful." As soon as he finished speaking, several men in black walked in surrounded by a man with a scar on his face.
Hearing the voice, Rhodes' face darkened, Finn pursed his lips, and Jue Mo showed no expression, but he knew that this person must not be a good person.
"Misaro, I really didn't expect to meet you here." Finn reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth and moved his right hand slightly, as if he wanted to reach into his pocket to touch his mobile phone.
"Master Fenn, we haven't seen each other for a long time, right? It seems like it's been two years since you sent me to that place?" Misaro sat down opposite Rhodes, smiling and shaking.
His face was full of fat, "Look, I came to see you as soon as I came out. I am still very nostalgic."
Rhodes asked in a deep voice, "How did you know we were here?"
Now that he's here, it seems like their bodyguards guarding outside have been killed, right?
"Of course I have my own channels. Do you think that after I stayed in there for two years, I will start over again when I come out?" Misaro chuckled twice, "But I always remember what you did to me.
What a good thing."
Fein lost his temper and said sternly, "Why, are you here for revenge? Misaro, you don't have this ability yet."
After sneering a few times, Misaro's scars on his face looked a little more ferocious, and his eyes when looking at Finn became profound, "Why do you say that? I'm just catching up with you to catch up on old times."
"We are not interested in reminiscing with you." Finn snorted coldly, making it clear that he had issued an order to expel guests.
However, Misaro remained unmoved at all, as if he was thinking about something, "I think back then, Master Sage did me a lot of harm. If I hadn't been smart enough to go to the police station and surrender myself and hide inside, I might still be here."
Are you going to survive until now? I can clearly see the ruthlessness of the Elger family."
Finn's expression changed. At first he also supported Sage very much. This Misaro is a time bomb. If he is left alone, he will one day play with fire and burn himself. So he also thinks he should get rid of him. Who knows that this man is actually smart?
He ran to surrender and almost dragged them into the water. If they hadn't been on guard against his attack, they might have really made a mess.
I just didn't expect that this person would be so bold after staying there for two years and want to take revenge. It seems that he has made sufficient preparations.
"Not a single one of your people is left, so I think Master Fenn should stop struggling, right?" Misaro glanced at him, and the man in black behind him put his hand into his pocket, and the shape of a pistol immediately appeared.
This is a threat, a very clear threat.
Rhodes' face was ugly. He had been in politics all his life and had rarely been threatened in person like this. This was probably the first time. They brought bodyguards with them wherever they went. After all, such political figures are very dangerous and are always around them.
Follow a guard or professional security guard
Bodyguards, this time they came here with a sufficient number of bodyguards. Even their whereabouts were very secret. Thinking that their whereabouts would be mastered by Misaro, Rhodes's face was livid, Misaro would find this place.
Some of the people who represented him betrayed him.
"Didn't your parents teach you not to disturb others when they are eating?" Jue Mo's voice suddenly sounded, followed by a look of contempt.
"Who are you?" Misaro didn't notice Jue Mo at all just now, thinking he was an assistant or something like that. Now that he takes a closer look, he seems to have a gentle and delicate appearance, just like Fein. He is a man without restraints.
A noble man with the power of a chicken, right?
"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I hate others interrupting my meal." Jue Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, showing his displeasure.
Being lightly glanced at by a gentleman-like figure, Misaro felt as if he was frozen. A feeling of fear surged from the bottom of his heart. Obviously, he just glanced at him casually, but he felt that
Microtremors.
"Now, take your people out, and I won't care about your uneducated behavior." Jue Mo said lightly, took off the square scarf buttoned on the front and put it on the table, then stood up and walked towards Mi step by step.
Salo, every step he took was very slow, unhurried and unhurried.
Finn wanted to stand up and hold him, but was held back by Rod. Finn frowned. This is the man that the girl likes. If he gets hurt, he will be in trouble.
Rhodes felt that maybe this young man was really not simple. Since he was going to take action, he should let him see how their precious princess looked.
As Jue Mo stepped closer, Misaro felt as if his throat was being strangled, and he couldn't even breathe smoothly. Jue Mo was actually about the same height as him, but it just gave him a terrible pressure.
He couldn't help but take a step back and looked at him, "Who are you?"
"I'm actually a very impatient person, so don't ask me to say the same thing a second time, okay?" He is still a gentleman, and his questions are equally polite, but the coldness in his eyes is like the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month.
Biting.
"It seems that you are going to stand up for them? Humph, you are not overestimating your capabilities." Misaro quickly calmed down and kept calm. He has brought so many people with him, are he still afraid of such a noble man? Today, he is looking for
He found the best opportunity to deal with the few bodyguards brought by Rhodes and captured them. Was he afraid that the cunning fox Sage would not come to his door obediently? He wanted to take the shame they gave him back then.
Double prepared to return.
It's a pity that he still didn't pick the right time. As soon as Misaro's hand touched the gun at his waist, he was kicked away, drew an arc in the air, fell heavily to the ground, covered his chest and spit out
With blood coming, one can imagine how heavy Jue Mo's kick was.
The men in black touched their guns one after another, but it was obvious that they were not professional killers, so their movements in holding the guns were not very fast, and even the movement between holding the gun and firing was not smooth. And an excellent killer, no matter what kind of killer, was not very fast.
Under such circumstances, as long as the gun is touched, it will not leave his hand, so almost instantly, Jue Mo can be sure that they are not killers, just bodyguards.
Jue Mo struck out very quickly, so fast that people couldn't tell who he was going to hit. He even seemed to have eyes on his back. He turned sideways and kicked the people who wanted to attack him from behind to the ground. And those people
His guns were all kicked off by him, and six or seven men in black lay staggering on the ground, unable to stand up.
"With your skills like yours, why are you still hanging around?" Jue Mo blinked, seeming a little confused. His skills were the worst among their group. Except for Yanxi, he and a few others could hardly even get through for a quarter of an hour.
He couldn't hold on, so he rarely did anything by himself. Maybe he had a hidden mentality and didn't want others to know that the mafia godfather's skills were very poor. But now he suddenly felt a little complacent. It seemed that his skills were pretty good outside.
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"You, who are you?" Misaro, who was lying on the ground, looked up at Jue Mo as if he were reading a fantasy. He still didn't believe that the person who knocked down so many of them was actually someone who looked like a noble man.