"Bo Feng." Mo Susu widened her eyes and felt relieved.
Bo Feng was wearing Tang suit, wearing a thousand-layer cloth shoes under his feet, and carrying his hands behind his back. The cold wind blew, his clothes roared, and his beard was shaking in the wind, looking like a martial arts master.
"Mo Yi, do you really want to betray the Mo family?" Feng Bo frowned and his eyes were like lightning, sweeping over Mo Yi, Tang Long and others.
"Brother Feng, a person who knows the current affairs is a hero. You have worked hard for the Mo family for so many years. Mo Chu Yang can give you twice the amount I gave to you." Mo Yi said lightly.
"Pooh!"
Bo Feng spit on the ground, "I, Feng Tian, are you the kind of person who forgets your righteousness when you see profit? Mo Yi, I will take you today and make the Mo family guilty."
"That depends on whether you have the ability." Mo Yi said with a fierce look, "Give it to me."
Six bodyguards clenched their fists and attacked from all directions with fists and feet. These bodyguards were all carefully selected by Mo Yi, and each of them was a warrior who stepped into the dark force.
The so-called two fists cannot beat four hands, and Feng Bo does not have the advantage of his age, and his fists are afraid of being young. These bodyguards are all in their early thirties, and they are at the age of strong blood. They took action together and sealed Feng Bo's four sides, and only one battle
.
Bo Feng shouted softly, clenched his fists with both hands, and rushed toward him, hitting a bodyguard in the chest. The bodyguard's kite flew backwards like a broken string.
"It's true that the internal strength is great, it should not be underestimated." Mo Yi frowned slightly and whispered.
Feng Bo is very powerful and is also a warrior who is in Qingzhou. Although several bodyguards are young and have a fierce offensive, Feng Bo is still more than enough to resist. His fists are like cast iron, and each fist has a thousand pounds of force. The bodyguard is beaten.
When he reached his fist, he flew backwards.
Four bodyguards were knocked out in a row and completely lost their combat ability.
Mo Yi frowned, suddenly reached into his arms and took out a pistol. The dark muzzle pointed at Feng Bo, pulled the trigger, and Peng's sound, a diameter.
MM's bullets spurted out of the muzzle with a cyclone, leaving a white mark in the air.
Feng Bo felt a warning sign, his face changed suddenly, his body twisted at an incredible angle, and he staggered a few steps, and his abdomen felt a piercing pain, and blood soaked his red clothes.
Except for super-strong warriors at the master level who can resist pistols and bullets, they cannot even be a warrior with great internal strength.
Although there is no way to resist bullets, the warrior's ear and eye reaction ability is dozens of times that of ordinary people. It takes time to pull the trigger. The warrior quickly calculates the angle and speed, and makes a series of judgments and reactions to avoid bullets.
If Uncle Feng hadn't noticed it in time just now, the bullet might have hit his chest. Now the bullet is just hitting his abdomen, at least not in danger of life.
A gunshot resounded through the rooftop, resounding in the dry and cold air.
Mo Susu was startled, her pretty face turned pale, and she widened her eyes and looked at the gunshot wound on Bo Feng’s abdomen, "Brother Feng, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine, I can still resist it." Bo Feng gritted his teeth, shook his whole body, and exuded his energy. The momentum of his whole body actually increased a little.
Mo Yi sneered: "Brother Feng, you forcefully use your true energy to suppress the wound bloodline. Even if you survive, your skills will probably be useless. Why are you doing this?"
"Even if I die, I won't betray the Mo family." Uncle Feng gritted his teeth and moved his figure. The remaining bodyguards were instantly blocked by Uncle Feng and strangled directly. There was a hint of powerlessness in Feng's eyes.
He has now lifted up all the qi and blood in his body and can hold on for more than ten minutes.
Mo Yi raised his arm and pointed his black muzzle at Bo Feng, "Can you still dodge my bullets now?"
Bo Feng widened his eyes and said angrily: "Mo Yi, you are also a child of the Mo family. He has inherited martial arts. He actually gave up his force and used such despicable means?"
"Martial arts? What I have been bothered with since childhood is learning martial arts. So what if my martial arts are strong? I have pistols, sniper rifles, and armor-piercing bullets. Even if I practice martial arts to the extreme, can I block the weapons of Modern Academic?"
"Yes." Suddenly, a faint voice sounded on the rooftop.
Everyone's eyes instantly fell at the entrance of the passage, and a boy wearing a black down jacket and slender black hair walked out slowly.
"Zhuo Bufan?" Mo Yi brows tightened.
When he was at Starbucks Coffee Shop, Zhuo Bufan planted a mark on Mo Susu's body. As long as Mo Susu was in danger, he could feel it.
Mo Susu and Feng Bo were also stunned. At this time, how could Zhuo Bufan suddenly appear here?
Zhuo Bufan put his hands in his pocket, his height of 1.8 meters was extremely tall, and his eyes were bright and clear, like stars with attractive magic. His slightly long black hair was floating in the night wind, not very handsome
, but the whole person has a unique charm.
"You just touched the fur of martial arts. Real martial arts can break mountains, break rivers, and swallow the sky, earth, sun, moon and stars. Your eyes are like ants. How could you know?" Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said lightly.
"Nonsense." Mo Yi cursed fiercely, "I want to get rid of you anyway. Since you are here, I will send you to the West together today."
After saying that, Mo Yi pointed his gun at Zhuo Bufan. At this time, Tang Long suddenly took a step and looked at Zhuo Bufan in a cold look, "My Master, please give them two to me, these two people's bodies
There is energy in it. If my baby is swallowed, it can grow a little."
Hearing his words, Mo Yi hesitated for a moment and lowered his arms, "Okay, I'll leave them to you."
"Zhuo Bufan, how could you... come?" Mo Susu looked at Zhuo Bufan in surprise, with a complicated look in her eyes.
Bo Feng also frowned. Although he hated Zhuo Bufan, at this moment, there seemed to be no one to entrust. He frowned in a low voice: "Zhuo Bufan, please take the young lady away from here quickly, I can still support it.
A few minutes.”
"No need, these people are just ants. I will die when I look at them, and life and death are up to me." Zhuo Bufan said lightly.
Feng Bo was so angry that he almost jumped. The Zhuo family was a third-level family and he had a clear investigation. The second young master Zhuo was just a playboy. What kind of ability do such a person besides bragging?
"You... took the eldest lady away from here. I said you can't imagine the world of our warriors." Bo Feng shouted loudly, his face full of anxiety.
At this time, Tang Long had already made a magic seal, and a green air appeared from the jade ring on his thumb, twisting and changing in the air, turning into a giant baby as high as two meters, with a bloody mouth emitting evil and filth.
gas.
Bo Feng showed a shocked look on his face, "Is the Southeast Asian head-squeezing technique?"
At this moment, he saw Zhuo Bufan actually took a step and stood in front of him without changing his face.
"Come back quickly, I can't even deal with this thing. Wouldn't you go up and die?" Bo Feng was so angry that he spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth.
Zhuo Bufan's eyes were shining with golden light, "I said that his fate is up to me!"
Two dark golden lotus flames appeared in front of Zhuo Bufan out of thin air and flew over to the green giant baby. (To be continued)