As night falls, Lihuang City lights up again. At night, the docks on the Tuojiang River are shut down, and the river is pitch black.
However, there were two painted boats, one slowly approaching from the south and the other from the north.
"boom!"
The two boats touched each other lightly, and the boats trembled slightly. There were some people standing on the decks of the two boats.
On the deck of the boat coming from the south, stood Liao Chaoshan, as well as the heads of the Wu family, the Ma family, and the Long family. The head of the Long family was killed by Zou Tianlong last time, and now he is the new head.
On the painting boat coming from the north was the Shi family, headed by Shi Batian.
"Shi Batian, you really can't shed tears until you see the coffin. Have you forgotten what happened yesterday? Do you really think that the Holy Witch Sect can protect you?" Liao Chaoshan sneered.
"Haha, Liao Chaoshan, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. Let Mr. Mo come over. The leader is waiting for him inside." Shi Batian said lightly, with an arrogant look. Today, he has the support of the leader of the Holy Witch Cult.
Shi Batian regained his confidence.
"What a joke. With Mr. Mo's status, how could you condescend to meet him?" Liao Chaoshan sneered.
"Liao Chaoshan, you don't know how to praise me. The leader came here tonight, but he gave Mr. Mo a lot of face. Don't be shameless." Shi Batian said in a deep voice.
The two stood on the deck, facing each other tit for tat, refusing to give in to each other.
During the stalemate, suddenly, a voice came from the boat behind Liao Chaoshan.
"Since you don't want to board the ship and talk to me, there's no point keeping you here."
As soon as the sound fell, Shi Batian's boat suddenly made a cracking sound. Shi Batian was shocked and looked down at the deck under his feet. The deck had cracked with large holes.
"What, what's going on?" Shi Batian was stunned. Before he could think about it, the river water had already poured into the boat, causing it to topple over.
Everyone in the Holy Witch Cult in the inner cabin of the painting boat was originally sitting inside drinking tea. They held up their pretense and asked Mo Hai to come and ask to see them. Then they humiliated Mo Hai. No one expected that the painting boat would suddenly "explode"
Already.
Luo Buen, who was sitting upright, waiting for Mo Hai to come, broke the window when the boat collapsed. Sangji and others also broke the top of the boat and ran out in a hurry.
For masters like Luo Buen, the "explosion" of the boat has little impact on them. They can stand on the wooden board or even stand directly on the water, but Shi Batian and the Shi family do not have such skills.
"thump......"
"Gudong..."
Shi Batian and others were ups and downs in the water and drank a lot of Tuojiang water.
Liao Chaoshan and others stood on the boat, and when they realized it, they couldn't help but feel very comfortable.
"Shi Batian, you people are not qualified to negotiate terms with Mr. Mo. Who is the leader of the Holy Witch Cult? Mr. Mo invites you to come on board and have a chat. Don't deny your face." Liao Chaoshan shouted.
He said, the surface of the river was dark, and more than twenty people from the Holy Witch Sect were standing on the surface of the river.
"Let him come out to see me." Suddenly, a deep voice sounded.
As the voice fell, a water column suddenly rolled up on the river. The water column was ten meters high and struck towards the Huafang where Liao Chaoshan was.
Liao Chaoshan's face changed with shock and he shouted "Master Mo".
The water column hit, but when it got close to the boat, a faint halo appeared around the boat. Then the water column hit the copper wall and turned into running water, falling into the river. Not even a drop of water touched the boat.
Liao Chaoshan knew that it was Mo Hai who had taken action. He swept away his worries and said coldly: "Huh, people from the Holy Witch Cult, you are looking for death. Mr. Mo's patience is limited. If you don't know how to show appreciation, how will you die? I guess
I don’t even know anymore.”
Standing on the water, Luo Buen was not too surprised. He was just testing casually. If Mo Hai couldn't resist his casual testing, Luo Buen would be really surprised.
"Then let me have a good chat with Mr. Mo." Robben spoke, and jumped onto the deck with a slight jump.
Liao Chaoshan and others were startled and quickly backed away, huddled together and looked at the elder of the Holy Witch Cult.
In the darkness of the night, Robben put down his hood, revealing a gloomy, skinny face like a knife.
Luo Buen glanced at Liao Chaoshan with a sinister gaze. Although he had Mo Hai as his backer, for some reason, Liao Chaoshan still felt inexplicably frightened and panicked when Luo Buen looked at him. His intuition told him that the leader of the Holy Witch Cult was really
Not easy to mess with.
"Pick them all up." Luo Buen ordered Liao Chaoshan.
Naturally, they were referring to Shi Batian's family members. Liao Chaoshan actually did not refute, but nodded.
Liao Chaoshan put down the hanging ladder, and Shi Batian and others climbed onto the boat one after another, like drowned rats. Fortunately, it was not winter yet, otherwise they would freeze to death.
Other experts from the Holy Witch Cult, following the leader, jumped onto the deck.
After everyone got on the boat, Robben walked towards the cabin of the boat.
The boat was very large, and the cabin was like a large living room. Mo Haizheng was sitting leisurely inside drinking tea with Zeng Jinren and Li Mu.
Luo Buen and others poured into the room. Mo Hai did not get up, but just held the tea cup and glanced at Luo Buen indifferently.
When their eyes met, Mo Hai's eyes were calm, while Luo Buen's eyes were much more complicated.
Before they met, Mo Hai was also a little curious about the leader of the Holy Witch Cult, but it was just a little curious. When they met now, Mo Hai didn't feel anything surprised, so Mo Hai remained calm.
But for Luo Buen, seeing Mo Hai made him even more confused. He had met many mysterious people, but this was the first time for someone as young and sophisticated as Mo Hai.
She looks young and natural, it doesn't look like a disguise.
Zeng Jinren, Li Mu and others couldn't help but take a closer look at the leader of the Holy Witch Sect. To say they were not nervous would be a lie.
Ye Wufeng can be regarded as a top master in martial arts, but looking at Luo Buen is like looking into a black hole, and it is difficult to see anything.
"This master in the world is really unexpected. If Mr. Mo hadn't been here this time, it might be really difficult to deal with the Holy Witch Cult." Ye Wufeng thought secretly in his heart, but because of Mo Hai's presence, his heart felt heavy.
It was only for a moment. It didn't matter that he couldn't see through Luo Buen. He couldn't see through Mo Hai either. If nothing else happened, Luo Buen would disappear from this world soon.
Some things in this world do seem very complicated. For example, when the Holy Witch Cult invaded China, Li Mu did not hesitate to use super weapons. This shows how serious the situation is, but because of Mo Hai's intervention, things became simpler.
.
It was so simple that Zeng Jinren thought he was traveling to western Hunan with his martial arts special forces, because they were of no use at all.