Li Wenbai didn't believe it from the bottom of his heart.
If Old Man Baicao's poison is so easy to cure, how could the four wealthy families still be controlled by Old Man Baicao?
But Li Xiaohai couldn't wait any longer and said urgently: "Mr. Mo, the old man Baicao's hometown is an abandoned factory in Yunjiang City!"
With that said, he told Mo Chuan the specific location of the abandoned factory.
Mo Chuan remembered it in his mind and nodded.
"Xiaohai!" Li Wenbai glared at Li Xiaohai fiercely.
Li Xiaohai shrank his neck, but still said firmly: "Dad, I think it is better to give it a try than to be controlled by Old Man Baicao for the rest of his life!"
At this time, violent roars sounded again in the hotel lobby outside.
"Mo Chuan! If you haven't come out of the box yet, don't blame me for taking the initiative to come in and arrest you!"
boom!
This violent roar was mixed with true energy, causing the entire box to shake.
Mo Chuan had no expression on his face. He picked up the teapot in the box, opened the lid, stretched out a finger, and poured in a drop of purple venom.
It is the second snake venom, the supreme venom!
"Okay! After drinking this pot of tea, the poison in your body will be cured!"
Mo Chuan put the teapot back on the coffee table and walked out of the box without looking back.
"??" Li Wenbai's face was as gloomy as water, and the anger in his heart was suppressed to the extreme.
Drop a drop of unknown liquid into the teapot and brazenly claim that it can detoxify?
What a fool!
"Dad, I think we should give it a try."
Although Li Xiaohai was a little suspicious, he still poured a cup of tea from the teapot and drank it.
"How do you feel?" Li Wenbai asked nervously.
"Let me see." Li Xiaohai looked forward to it, but also fearful.
He took off his shoes and socks, exposing his feet.
The poison administered by Baicao Old Man will make the skin on the soles of your feet black!
As long as the antidote is not available every month to relieve the toxins, the toxins will spread upward from the soles of the feet.
All the way up, it continues to erode the calves, thighs, abdomen, heart...and even the brain!
At this time, Li Xiaohai's eyes almost popped out of his head after he saw the soles of his feet clearly.
"Dad, the blackness on the soles of my feet is gone! The poison?? The poison is gone!"
Li Xiaohai trembled.
"What?!" Li Wenbai was startled. He looked at the soles of Li Xiaohai's feet and found that it was indeed the case.
Li Wenbai burst into tears immediately.
"The sky has eyes! Our family finally escaped from the clutches of Old Man Baicao!"
"It's a pity that I have no eyes!" Suddenly, Li Wenbai slapped himself in the face and said with great regret: "I am so blind that I almost thought Mr. Mo was a liar! Mr. Mo is truly a god in this world!"
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Hotel lobby.
An imposing middle-aged man was squatting next to Xiong Xuan, checking his injuries.
It’s Uncle Ping!
"Uncle Ping, you must help me take revenge!" Xiong Xuan lay on the ground and said through gritted teeth.
Uncle Ping said coldly: "Master, please don't worry!"
The surrounding area was very lively.
"Why doesn't Mo Chuan come out? Is he afraid?"
"He may have escaped through the box window!"
"That's right. The strength gap between the first level of martial arts and the third level of martial arts is really too big. I would definitely run away too!"
After everyone knew about Uncle Ping's strength, they all spoke ill of Mo Chuan.
"Mo Chuan, you must run!" Among the crowd, Lin Yayun bit her pink lips, very worried.
That's when.
Da da da.
Footsteps sounded.
Mo Chuan, here we come.
"It's very lively!" Mo Chuan glanced at the hotel lobby and said with a smile.
The whole place was in an uproar.
All pairs of eyes widened, staring at Mo Chuan.
Mo Chuan, he didn’t run away?!
"It's over!" Lin Yayun's pretty face turned pale.
"Mo Chuan! Since you have appeared, why don't you kneel down and apologize to my young master!"
Uncle Ping stood up from Xiong Xuan, his cold eyes locked on Mo Chuan.
boom!
At this moment, the terrifying zhenqi, centered on Uncle Ping, exploded in all directions, chasing Mo Chuan.
Everyone backed away with a look of fear on their faces.
Too scary!
Is this a strong man from the third level of martial arts?
Just the aftermath of the true energy made ordinary people like them tremble with fear.
It is unimaginable how much pressure Mo Chuan, who was facing the impact of zhenqi, had to face at this time.
Everyone looked at Mo Chuan with pity in their eyes.
However.
It was beyond everyone's expectation.
Mo Chuan didn't feel any pressure at all, but had a faint smile on his face.
"Xiong's Martial Arts School sent you here alone?" Mo Chuan asked.
"??" Uncle Ping's face was extremely gloomy.
Is this kid who is at the top level of martial arts questioning his strength?
"Uncle Ping, hurry up and take down this Mo Chuan. I want him to kneel down and kowtow to me!" Xiong Xuan urged with a touch of cruelty on his lips.
"Okay!" Uncle Ping nodded, then stared at Mo Chuan with cold eyes.
Originally.
He still maintained his identity and did not bother to make a big move against a junior like Mo Chuan.
But since this junior is so arrogant, he would rather get his hands dirty before touching this junior.
"Tie Fist!"
Uncle Ping shouted loudly, and his right fist flashed with an astonishing light.
"Junior, kneel down for me!"
Uncle Ping sneered, and swung out his right fist with unrivaled power, hitting Mo Chuan.
Mo Chuan raised his eyebrows.
Although, at the same level, a warrior is not as good as an immortal cultivator.
However, Uncle Ping is at the third level of martial arts after all, which is equivalent to the third level of Qi refining. In terms of realm, it is higher than Mo Chuan's first level of Qi refining.
Therefore, there cannot be a head-on confrontation.
Think of this.
Mo Chuan raised his right hand, and his true energy surged.
In this true energy, there is still a faint mist.
This mist is the number one snake venom, the hallucinogenic poison!
Mo Chuan waved his right hand forward, popping out this infuriating energy mixed with hallucinogenic poisonous mist.
"Instead of retreating, you advance instead? Instead, you take the initiative to attack me? How naive!"
Uncle Ping sneered. He saw this qi, but he didn't care about it. He still clenched his fist towards Mo Chuan.
What if the Qi of the first level of martial arts hits him?
Just scratching an itch!
Bang!
finally.
Mo Chuan's true energy hit Uncle Ping.
Uncle Ping smiled disdainfully, and sure enough, he didn't feel any pain.
At the same time, his fist also approached Mo Chuan.
"Kneel down!" Uncle Ping's eyes were cold.
The punch was shocking and went straight to Mo Chuan's chest.
Mo Chuan remained calm and still had a faint smile on his face.
It was at this moment that Uncle Ping's eyes widened, and his indomitable fist stopped!
"What's going on??" Uncle Ping felt like sleeping so much that his eyelids almost closed.
Mo Chuan's eyes flashed, and he took advantage of this opportunity to kick him out.
"Ah!" Uncle Ping groaned in pain and flew backwards.
Bang!!!
Finally, he hit the ground hard and landed next to Xiong Xuan.
There was dead silence in the whole place.
Everyone was stunned.
It was clearly Uncle Ping who had the upper hand, but in the blink of an eye, why was Uncle Ping kicked out?
Mo Chuan ignored everyone's shock and instead focused on Uncle Xiong Xuan and Heping lying on the ground.
"A third-level martial artist, and a first-level martial artist. After devouring their true energy, my cultivation will skyrocket, right?" Mo Chuan murmured to himself.
The swallowing ability given by the dragon bloodline can not only swallow the energy of the bloodline, but also the infuriating energy of others!