"Miss Yun, the outcome of this battle has been decided, why don't we go have a drink."
Ye Shaocheng was originally there, and invited Yun Fanghua to have a drink, but suddenly a sofa was photographed by Mo Wentian, and it hit the sofa where he was sitting.
Ye Shaocheng's body was unstable and he jumped off the sofa. He fell to the ground and got up with a red face. He turned around and cursed: "Fuck..."
Then, his eyes suddenly opened wide and his mouth opened involuntarily.
Because when he saw that Mo Wentian was actually fighting with Ye Qiu, he was shouting in his heart, Mo Wentian's strength was at the peak of his powers, how come this kid was so close to him?
"Yes, it must be Mr. Mo who is letting things go!"
Ye Shaocheng gave himself an explanation, but after looking at it for a while, his face slowly turned pale, because at this time, Mo Wentian was actually at a disadvantage.
Even if it means letting go, the dignity of a master who has reached the pinnacle will not allow him to fall into a disadvantage in front of his juniors, right?
The result is self-evident!
Ye Shaocheng swallowed his saliva and stared at Ye Qiu's face. He didn't care before, thinking that this man could easily be strangled to death, but now he realized that he was completely wrong.
Bang!
When masters fight against each other, their moves are dangerous.
Ye Qiu had been hit several times by Mo Wentian. The areas where he was hit were swollen and even bulging. If he hadn't been pressed with true energy, he might not have been able to move.
But Mo Wentian wasn't much better. He was punched several times by Ye Qiu and the injuries were even more serious.
Because Ye Qiu is not only a domestic warrior, but also a professional soldier. He knows that the vital points in the human body can kill people.
"I can't delay any longer, my movements have become sluggish!"
Mo Wentian was anxious in his heart. He really didn't expect Ye Qiu to be so difficult to deal with. He thought that he had rich fighting experience, so what if the opponent was also at the top of his game, but when it came to fighting, he found that he had underestimated Ye Qiu too much.
Not to mention the long-lasting vitality of the other party, his combat experience actually surpassed his own!
And what frightened him the most was that the other party's attacks were too cruel. He hit his vital points, and without warning, he also attacked his own vital points.
It's a complete exchange of injuries for injuries, and it's extremely ferocious.
Mo Wentian had to stop helplessly many times.
But this kind of mentality is the difference in life and death battles. Mo Wentian gradually fell into a disadvantage. He was accidentally hit in the chest and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Walk!"
At this time, he couldn't care less about his face. This junior was so cruel. The dignified Dengzhiji actually turned around and ran away. When he came to Ye Shaocheng's side, he reached out and grabbed his shoulder to take him away.
Ye Shaocheng shouted: "Mr. Mo, take this woman away too!"
Mo Wentian frowned, then stretched out his hand to grab Yun Fanghua.
Yun Fanghua couldn't help but her face turned pale, and a trace of paleness flashed across her face.
And at this moment, a gunshot rang out, and a flash of fire grazed Mo Wentian's hand.
Mo Wentian couldn't help but his face changed drastically, and he quickly retracted his hand. If he hadn't been alert just now, his hand would have been exploded, so he hurriedly turned his head and looked aside, his heart trembling.
There is actually one more person in the bar!
He didn't even notice when this person appeared.
But this is not important. What is important is that this person is pointing a gun at him. If it were before, Mo Wentian would definitely sneer at guns. Ordinary people would take a submachine gun and try to hurt him like this.
Experts of this level are also talking nonsense.
But in this person, he felt danger!
"Boss, am I not late?"
Yehu walked over with his gun raised, then took out a handful of black stars from his waist and threw it to Ye Qiu.
Click!
Ye Qiu took it and loaded it directly, then pointed it at Mo Wentian and raised the corner of his mouth: "Keep this person here, or you will keep your life."
Mo Wentian was shocked. When Ye Qiu held the gun, he immediately felt something different, and a creepy sense of crisis appeared in his heart.
What frightened him the most was that there were clearly two people in front of him with guns pointed at him, but he could feel that the breathing, heartbeat, and even thoughts of the two people were strangely coordinated at this time, as if they were two people.
Individuals become one.
It's like what's standing in front of you is an indivisible whole.
"It's impossible. Even if it's the combined attack technique within the sect, no two people can achieve such a coordinated and unified state!"
Mo Wentian hesitated for a moment, and then he could only put Ye Shaocheng down.
If he doesn't agree, he will definitely suffer a thunderous blow at the next moment. Facing such an opponent who has become a whole, he has no confidence at all. What's more, one of them is a master at the top. As long as he is injured by a gunshot, then there is no chance.
I want to leave here.
Ye Shaocheng was dumbfounded: "Mr. Mo, you can't ignore me, my grandfather is your best friend!"
Mo Wentian glanced at him, then turned around and left. Nothing was more important than his own life.
Ye Qiu and Yehu both put down their guns. Just now they were not sure enough to keep Mo Wentian.
Yehu put away his gun and asked: "Boss, who is this old guy?"
Ye Qiu walked towards Ye Shaocheng and said, "I don't know either. Just ask this guy."
Ye Shaocheng calmed down at this time and remained calm, with cold eyes: "You'd better not touch me. I'm from the Ye family of Yanjing. If you dare to touch me, there will be no place for you in the whole of China!"
Yehu said disdainfully: "Ye family? Let's see if they have this strength. Besides, how can the old man attack the boss?"
Ye Qiu raised the corner of his mouth, walked over and patted Ye Shaocheng's face with his gun, a cold red light flashed in his eyes: "Young Master of the Ye family, tell me, who is that old guy?"
When Ye Shaocheng saw Ye Qiu's eyes, his heart trembled, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "That old guy is the elder of the Twelve Zodiac Xingyi Sect."
"Twelve zodiac signs Xingyimen?"
Ye Qiu and Ye Hu looked at each other.
The Twelve Zodiac Xingyi Sect, like Wuyishan, is a sect of internal warriors. There are five major families and three major sects in China.
The three sects refer to the Xingyi Sect of the Twelve Zodiac Signs, Wuyi Mountain, and Yaowang Valley, which is engaged in medicinal materials business.
"I'm afraid it's not a good thing for the elders of the Zodiac Xingyi Sect to come here, but as long as they don't offend us, it's none of our business."
Yehu said coldly. Ye Qiu nodded, then took out his mobile phone and gave it to Ye Shaocheng, smiling slightly: "Call your Ye family, whether it is your parents, your parents, your grandparents, and ask them to come and pick you up. By the way,