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238, the plan is calculated! [1 more]

He suddenly braked and the van, which was still driving hard, suddenly slowed down. The driver and the people in the back seat rushed forward due to inertia. The strong man who wanted to attack Mo Shangjun couldn't control his direction and had to subconsciously

Grab the driver's seat and steady your center of gravity.

As for Mo Shangjun, when he stepped down directly with his foot, he jammed the motorcycle with the door. When the van was almost stable, he reached out to grab the key of the van, and then stepped back.

I stepped on a motorcycle.

Immediately afterwards, he grabbed the roof of the van and opened the back seat door.

The strong man suddenly rushed out with a knife. Mo Shangyun firmly grasped the roof of the car, stretched his legs forward, clamped the hand holding the dagger between his feet, and twisted it hard, causing the dagger to fall.

The strong man's face turned purple with pain, and he wanted to grab Mo Shangyun's ankle with his other hand. However, Mo Shangyun had already jumped in, stepped on his chest with both feet, and stretched out half of his body.

He kicked it in.

Mo Shangjun also entered the car.

At the moment when he trampled the strong man into the car, the hammer hanging on his waist fell into his hand again. Mo Shangyun's eyes turned cold, and he hit his raised hand expressionlessly, fiercely.

Yes, there is no half-heartedness.

"ah--"

The pain of shattering bones in the palm of his hand made the strong man over 1.8 meters make a pig-killing cry.

He was sweating profusely in pain, but relying on his physical superiority, even though Mo Shangjun stepped on his seat, he still exchanged a few moves with Mo Shangjun. However, Mo Shangjun, who was in a crushing advantage, was completely irresistible to him.

exist.

Within ten seconds, various scars were left on his body from the hammer.

Don't hit the head or body, just pick the fingers, elbows, shoulders and other movable joints to hit. Once hit, you will immediately lose your ability to attack.

"Watch out for your daughter!"

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the driver who was watching in a panic from the driving position. The strong man suddenly shouted to the driver in broken Mandarin.

When he heard the word 'daughter', the driver's face suddenly turned pale. With trembling hands, he picked up the long umbrella at hand and, as if he had made up his mind, threw it at Mo Shangyun across the seat.

Mo Shangjun's eyes were fierce, and she raised her hand and hit the strong man on the chin with the hammer. The moment the person hit him screamed, she stood up and directly grabbed the umbrella that was thrown from one side.

The umbrella was taken back, and the next moment, the handle of the umbrella hit the strong man in the face hard.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Shangjun stepped on the strong man's right wrist. With the help of the strength, in the sound of the strong man yelling, he jumped from the back to the driver's seat in front, looking for tools to start with Mo Shangjun again.

The attacking driver had just touched a fruit knife, and before he could pull it out, Mo Shangyun's fist hit him on the chin with all his strength!

The force of the impact was so great that a man weighing 80 to 90 kilograms was knocked backwards by Mo Shangjun.

The next moment, Mo Shangyun retracted his fist, grabbed the man's wrist, and twisted it. Severe pain suddenly shot through his wrist, causing the driver to scream in pain.

Dealing with someone who had basically no training, Mo Shangyun started a little lightly. He directly kicked him out of the passenger door to free up a certain amount of space in the car.

In a short period of time, the strong man who had been beaten to the point of being unable to fight back struggled to stand up from the back seat and once again braced himself to attack Mo Shangyun.

In such a battle, if he doesn't resist desperately, the only ending that awaits him will be cruel!

Mo Shangjun was agile and avoided repeated attacks from the strong man. He then exited the car door and turned over to reach the roof of the car.

The strong man chased after him, but as soon as he stood up, Mo Shangyun mercilessly smashed the hammer down, causing stars to appear in his eyes and blood to flow.

Mo Shangyun didn't waste any more time with him. He jumped directly from the roof of the car, grabbed the unconscious strong man by the shoulders, and dragged him out from the car door.

Two minutes later.

Mo Shangjun used the rope in the trunk to tie up the strong man's hands and feet, making them tightly knotted, and the rope almost cut into his flesh.

He was not given any chance to resist.

As for the driver, he was so frightened that his face turned pale. He fell to the ground and stared at this scene, unable to recover.

After Mo Shangyun finished all this, he walked straight towards him, squatted down slightly, and grabbed his collar directly.

Although he realized that the other party was a victim, since he launched an attack on her, no matter what the reason was, Mo Shangyun would not be too polite to him. He could only promise not to be too cruel to him.

"what's the situation?"

Lowering his head slightly, Mo Shangyun stared at him with a cold expression, and dropped every word with the sound of rain.

At that moment, the middle-aged driver was no less frightened than those other people.

"You..." the driver said tremblingly.

Frowning, Mo Shangyun didn't bother to say anything more to him, so he just put down the words and said, "If you don't want your daughter to come back, just keep stammering."

daughter.

The driver trembled all over, immediately licked his dry lips, organized his words as quickly as possible, and explained the situation to Mo Shangjun.

About twenty minutes ago, he drove home with his seven-year-old daughter. Because he had to take care of his daughter, he drove very slowly even if it rained.

As a result, he was overtaken by a van with very flat tires.

Stop directly in front of his car.

He stopped and realized something was wrong, but before he could call the police, three people got out of the van and pulled him out by force.

The three men took away his car and daughter. At the same time, another man, the man who had just been crippled by Mo Shangjun, used his daughter as a threat to let him continue driving the van.

They probably wanted to use a cover-up to delay the pursuing troops for a while. The driver was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, but with their daughter in their hands, they didn't dare to resist.

"Please, save my daughter, you must save my daughter!"

At the end of the sentence, the driver suddenly grabbed Mo Shangjun's hand holding his collar and shouted to Mo Shangjun almost pleadingly.

Mo Shangyun frowned, loosened his collar, and at the same time broke away his hand.

"What are the characteristics of your car?" Mo Shangjun said coolly.

The driver immediately told Mo Shangyun all the characteristics of the car, including its color, model, and license plate. He wished he could go into more detail. Even his daughter's appearance, hairstyle, and clothes were all explained to Mo Shangyun clearly and in detail.

"Call the police." Mo Shangyun spat out two words, then stood up, glanced at the lifeless man beside him, and warned, "Don't let him run away."

"Yes Yes Yes."

The driver nodded eagerly.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Mo Shangyun looked at him for a moment, then withdrew his gaze and walked around the front of the car.

This motorcycle is worthy of its price. It has gone through a lot of trouble with the van, but not to mention its performance, even its appearance has not been affected much.

Putting the van's key into his pocket, Mo Shangjun inserted the motorcycle's key.

Before leaving, he glanced at the two people next to the car through the two windows.

The strong man was struggling desperately. The driver tremblingly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, but glanced this way intentionally or unintentionally, without making any actual movement.

Mo Shangjun took off his helmet, hung it directly on the handle, started the motorcycle, stepped on the accelerator, and sped away.

The cell phone rings.

Mo Shangjun slowed down slightly and then answered the phone.

"Where?"

As soon as he answered the call, Yan Tianxing's voice came from the other side of the phone.

After taking a look at the surroundings, Mo Shangyun gave the approximate location.

"what's the situation?"

"They divided their forces into two groups. They just caught up with a car, and there were only two of them. They should have changed cars midway, and there were at least three enemies on top." After speaking, Mo Shangjun said almost firmly, "The hostages are in their hands."

This was definitely the route they had planned in advance with the hostages.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to be ready to change cars midway...

There is no need to prepare two vehicles at once for exchange. The most likely thing is to arrange everything properly on the escape route with the hostages.

Another road, another car, just to distract people, and without hostages, even if the police and military catch up, there is nothing they can do.

Of course, the arrangements were so well-organized, which meant that they began to realize that there were potential enemies hiding in the dark.

"Well, don't worry, there is support ahead." Yan Tianxing's voice was very steady, without any worries, as if everything was as expected.

"Know."

Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows in understanding.

Then, I picked up the phone.

As soon as he put away his cell phone, Mo Shangjun looked ahead and then turned directly.

Return the same way! (To be continued)


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