Besides, Jiang Zhen had just run out of the community at this time.

The heat outside has not dissipated, but the clothes are a little cool at this time, and they are very comfortable to wear.

Warm in winter and cool in summer, the mysterious clothes are really magical.

Walking on the street, neon lights shine, and all kinds of pedestrians are bustling one after another.

In mid-air, a quarter moon may be dim and lonely because of the pollution of neon lights and the obscuration of ten zhang of red dust.

He lunged in one direction.

As the squad leader, Mo Xiaoshu has been to his home once.

It was a sophomore year in high school, and he had a birthday party at home, and most of the classmates went.

After all, he was an official of the imperial court, and Mo Congcong was also the most powerful queue in Zhucheng, but he didn't dare to be too luxurious on the surface, and the community he lived in was a grade lower than Jiang Zhen's.

But there is also a vestibule and a backyard, which is very good.

At this time, in the hall on the first floor, a woman was sobbing; "The surname is Mo, you are a wreck, what kind of director of the patrol bureau are you, your son is beaten like that, you don't even dare to fart, are you still a man?"

She screamed like a madman class, and the hall was empty, but she knew someone could hear it.

Mo Congcong stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window of the study on the second floor, looking out of the window like a dormant poisonous snake, which made people shudder.

After a long time, he picked up his mobile phone, dialed a number, and said in a deep voice, "Hey, how are things going?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was low, but it could still be faintly heard in the quiet study on the second floor.

"Don't worry, I have already contacted a profession in the morning, he is a sharpshooter, good at sniping, as long as he is not refining qi, refining the body below the seventh order, there is no record of missing hands within five hundred meters. ”

"Hehe, this waste doesn't even have a refining body. ”

"Then you're sure of it, and you can open the champagne. ”

Mo Congcong said lightly, "It's not a good thing to open any champagne, I won't give you the money, I'm afraid of leaving clues, if you want to, I'll ask someone else to call you." ”

"No, no, no, it's my honor to be able to do things for Moji. ”

"Don't let anyone know about this. ”

"Don't worry, even if I have to be broken into thousands of pieces, I won't say it. ”

Mo Congcong hung up the phone with satisfaction, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "A waste material, dare to be presumptuous, don't think that people who know the Ji family can do whatever they want, and kill you without knowing it." ”

"Hehe, do you really think you're going to be unaware?" suddenly came a clear sneer from behind him.

"Who?!" Mo Congcong turned his head and looked around, but saw that there was no one in the study.

"Don't look, you can't see me. Just when Mo Congcong thought he was hallucinating, the young man's voice sounded next to him again.

His mouth opened wide in horror, his face full of incredulity.

In the next second, he rushed to the door, and just after walking a few steps, he suddenly felt a light in front of him, and a white light appeared on his chest without warning.

Rao is cultivation of the eighth order of his body refining, and he was also taken aback by this white mang like antelope hanging horns.

He stopped abruptly, leaned back, narrowly avoided the white ray, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

"I want to leave, but I'm afraid it's not so easy. ”

The sound sounded not far away, but under the bright light, Mo Congcong couldn't find any trace of anyone.

He had never encountered such a strange thing, but the fear in his heart made him more cautious, he immediately pulled out a pistol he carried with him, pointed it at the void and slowly leaned against the wall.

"Ming people don't do dark things, what kind of person are you?

"I'll go to your mother's Mingren and don't do dark things, are you a scum qualified to say this?"

The invisible man made an angry voice in the void, and Mo Congcong said, "If we have any misunderstanding, please come out and make it clear." ”

"Misunderstanding? Your son bullied me first, and then came to trouble me, relying on the second-order refining body to break my leg, and now you still buy to murder me, do you think ours is a misunderstanding? Can it be cleared up?"

"Is it you?Jiang Zhen?" said Mo Congcong in surprise.

"Yes, it's me, keep saying that it's scrap, your son is even more wasteful, the second-order can't beat me a remnant, what qualifications do you have to say that I'm waste?"

An ashtray on his desk suddenly flew up and smashed at him.

Seeing such a strange scene, Mo Congcong was stunned for a moment, he turned his head, dodged the ashtray, and at the same time pulled the pistol.

The small and delicate pistol is not very loud, but it is still very powerful at short range.

It's a pity that there is no target, he shoots at the source of the sound by feeling.

Even so, Jiang Zhen, who was wearing mysterious clothes, watched the bullets fly by his side again, and let out a cold sweat, secretly saying that he was still too tender.

In his previous life, he was an honest peasant boy, and then he studied until he graduated from college and did not join the workforce.

And the former host is also a weak social chicken who has just graduated from high school, and he has never been tempered by society, and it is the first time to face such a situation.

If it weren't for the fact that the Mo family's father and son, who were too deceitful, were so angry that they came to the door with a ruthless effort in their invisibility cloaks, he wouldn't even have come here.

But now, he also knows that he can't be merciful, this man must be killed, otherwise he will be even worse.

So he jumped forward diagonally and approached Mo Congcong, and once again drew his sword and swung it at the hand holding the pistol.

Mo Congcong saw Bai Mang appear again, Rao was his master of the eighth order of body refining and the fifth order of qi refining, and he was also panicked at this time.

The main angle of this sword is tricky, and it is fast and incoherent, and it is like a slush claw, and there is no trace of coming and going, which is really impossible to prevent.

The hand holding the gun quickly withdrew, but it was still a little too slow, the pistol was hit by the white mang, and it was simply cut off, if it was half a second slower, I am afraid that even a part of the finger would not be visible.

However, Mo Congcong, who has been in battle for a long time, is not an easy person.

As his hand withdrew, he raised his right foot and swept forward with his keen senses, judging by the sound of the wind in the air.

Jiang Zhen was forced to take two steps back, sighing in his heart, he was not only invisible, but also extremely fast, but he failed to hurt him in two attacks, and this time he was forced to retreat, how did he find out?

A sneer appeared on the corner of Mo Congcong's mouth, the dagger in his hand shook, and he leaned forward quickly and incoherently.

Taking advantage of the opponent's slightly misplaced attack, Jiang Zhen's body leaned slightly and dodged again, but his heart was already turbulent, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Jiang Zhen, just you waste, even if you pretend to be a ghost, you can't kill me. Mo Congcong felt that he was forced to retreat from the enemy, and his heart was slightly calm, and he continued to shrink by the wall, assuming a defensive posture, and looking around vigilantly with his eyes.

Jiang Zhen, who was a few steps away, said secretly: It seems that as long as I don't move, he can't judge my position, so he won't dare to act rashly.

He is in the dark and he is in the light, just wait for him to relax for a moment, he can slowly get closer, and if he inserts a sword, he will die!