The moon was obscured by dark clouds at all times, and the moonlight became bleak.

There was a rustle of footsteps behind him, and the sound of subtle breathing became clearer and clearer.

A strong wind blew from behind, and while Chen Mo got up to dodge, he picked up the bench under his ass and smashed it.

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the man behind him, and before he could come to his senses, the bench shattered on his head, and for a moment sawdust flew everywhere.

The man was dressed in black, with a mask on his head, revealing only two eyes.

Blood flowed down this person's brow, but this person was also tough, raised his arm to wipe the blood, held the knife in both hands, and slashed at Chen Mo's chest again.

The two companions who were also dressed up together, feeling the strong battle intent in the eyes of the three people, Chen Mo immediately felt that these three people were by no means ordinary thugs, and they were by no means comparable to the four tigers of Dibei.

Especially the person with a bleeding head, his steps were light, he was not chaotic, and his body exuded an aura that Chen Mo had not felt for a long time, at least he was also a second-rate master.

If it was placed in the three years when Chen Mo's skills were sealed, let alone them, even dealing with an ordinary person would be a problem.

But now, Chen Mo didn't take the three of them seriously at all.

After a few moves, Chen Mo gradually figured out that among the three people, one of them belonged to a second-rate master, and the other two belonged to a third-rate master.

This made Chen Mo interested, because even if he was a third-rate master, it was difficult for ordinary people to reach it, but now that one second-rate and two third-rate were in front of him, this made Chen Mo question the origin of the three.

Yang Laosan or Han Zheng sent it, but it seems that it is impossible, Yuncheng is only a third-tier small city, and the masters who enter the stream don't bother to come to such a small place at all, even if the two of them are rich, it is impossible to find so many masters in such a short time.

Could it be that Gao Xian sent it? It seems unlikely, When Gao Xian was shot through the chest and fell into the sea, Grandpa Liu drove a yacht to scoop himself up, these Gao Xian didn't know, Gao Xian always thought that he had been buried in the sea.

Besides, if Gao Xian knew that he was not dead, he wouldn't have to wait until now if he wanted to kill himself.

The battle continued, and the three men in black all seemed to use their strength to eat, and the knife slashed at Chen Mo's vital point, but Chen Mo could easily dissolve it with his bare hands every time.

Although there is a level difference between a second-rate master and a first-class master, it often takes several years of hard work to enter the first-class from the second-rate, and the strength of the martial artist at the two stages is also separated by a mountain, plus Chen Mo himself is the strength of a grandmaster-level master, and he has the blessing of internal strength.

Therefore, as Chen Mo wanted to end this battle as soon as possible, the dantian was running, urging the internal strength, and every punch had a thousand powers.

Rumble!

A third-rate master was blown away by his punch, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, slamming into the wall of the village committee.

The wall collapsed, burying this third-rate master underneath.

The other two black-clothed men jumped out of Chen Mo's attack range with surprise in their eyes.

Both have already seen that they are no match at all.

Chen Mo's punch just now obviously used internal strength.

A person with internal strength is at least a grandmaster-level master, and that is a god-like existence!

I thought that this task would be very simple, and the one million offered by the gold lord would be easy to get, but I didn't expect that the target was a master with internal strength, and I don't know how many times stronger than them.

The next scene made Wei Ziqian, who had been lying behind the window, widen her eyes.

I saw the two men in black take off their masks, throw the guys in their hands, and kneel straight in front of Chen Mo.

Because both of them know that if they continue to fight, they have no chance of winning at all, and there is no possibility of escape.

They came to ask for Chen Mo's life, Chen Mo naturally would not let them go, it was useless to resist.

Therefore, the two knelt down and let Chen Mo deal with it, without even begging for mercy.

Kneeling down is just a sign of submission to Chen Mo, no matter what you do to us, we will not fight back.

"Who sent you?" Chen Mo glanced at the two of them, both of them with fresh faces.

"Life and death are only in a thought, if we don't covet a million, we won't come to you, there's nothing to say, if you want to gamble and lose, you can do it!" The second-rate master was not afraid of Chen Mo's gaze.

Chen Mo nodded, this person still has a lot of backbone, if he is replaced by another person, in this case, I am afraid that he would have begged for mercy a long time ago.

"Big brother, we have the rules of this industry, don't ask, we won't say it. ”

The kneeling third-rate master replied with a smile.

"Oh. Chen Mo lit a cigarette and took a puff: "Take your companions and go!"

Hearing this, both of them looked at Chen Mo in disbelief, thinking that they had heard it wrong.

Just let them go?

"Why?

Chen Mo said again, and the two of them were sure that Chen Mo really let them leave, and then the two stood up and clasped their fists at Chen Mo: "The green mountains don't change the green water, we will have a period in the future!

The two of them dug out their companions from the pile of rubble, and before they could get out of the village committee, the second-rate master turned around: "That person's surname is Han." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Bounced off half of his cigarette, Chen Mo in the dark showed a hint of murderous intent, it was time to talk to this Han Zheng.

"Chen Mo, are you okay?" At this time, Wei Ziqian walked out of the house, she was shocked just now, but fortunately it was just a false alarm, Chen Mo was fine.

"It's okay, you haven't slept yet?"

"I was just about to go to sleep and was woken up, who are they?"

"Sent by Han Zheng, are you scared?"

"I'm not afraid, as long as you are there, I am not afraid of the sky falling. ”

Ahem......

Chen Mo was almost choked by himself, this girl is really good at talking, so he hurriedly said: "It's late, rest early, I'll go to sleep too." ”

"Alright then!"

Seeing Wei Ziqian turn around and go back to the house, Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief, he turned around and went to the next room, didn't turn on the lights, and stood at the door looking outside.

Three minutes later, the four security guards who had gone out to patrol and send the village chief home had returned.

Chen Mo clearly saw that the four of them stood at the door of the village committee and hesitated for a long time, as if they were still whispering something.

If Chen Mo was still suspicious of the four people before, then at this moment, Chen Mo can confirm that there is something wrong with these four people.

He opened the door and walked out, deliberately making the sound of pushing the door louder, and the sudden sound of opening the door made the four security guards stop in a panic instantly.

When they saw that it was Chen Mo, the four of them all laughed.

"Let's go, I'll take you to meet someone. After Chen Mo finished speaking, he began to walk out.

The four of them were stunned again.

"What?" Chen Mo sneered and turned his head: "Don't you want to meet, your big boss Han?"