This mask was held by Qin Mushun, and it was originally five yuan a piece.

Qin Mu was very bitter on the earth in his previous life, how did he know about the games of these rich people, but when he saw that this mask looked vicious, it was a good thing to hide his identity, so he put it into the Tibetan Sea.

At the same time, Qin Mu took out a black dress from the Tibetan Sea and put it on his body.

This is also what Chen Hong uses, Qin Mu and Chen Hong are a little similar, the mask and this set of clothes match very well, Qin Mu used it easily.

The killer didn't know what happened when Qin Mu suddenly put on a mask and changed into clothes, but he didn't know why, and a bad feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

Just as his heart was sinking and he was about to retreat, Qin Mu moved.

This time, it is no longer the same as before, and the passive defense, but the wide opening and closing, and the courage is incomparable.

There was no moon or stars tonight, and under the dim light of the parking lot, Qin Mu was dressed in a black wide coat with big sleeves and a strange mask on his head. At this moment, Qin Mu looked extremely mysterious.

In the eyes of the black-clothed killer, Qin Mu's wide clothes and big sleeves were not like a burden to his hands, but more like a large piece of death-seeking death scythe, exuding a snatching light.

"Why is he so strong!"

The black-clothed killer was horrified in his heart, and he used all the strength of his body in the hope of opening a path, but how could Qin Mu, who had two sets of exercises, give him this opportunity.

The two great divine skills unfolded, and the entire world seemed to have become a vast net, and the black-clothed killer was trapped in it, as if he had fallen into the abyss of mud, and the more he struggled, the heavier the restraints on his body seemed to be, and the black-clothed killer seemed to be out of breath.

His heart was horrified, after seventy or eighty years of cultivation, I am already the peak master of martial arts, even if it is an ordinary grandmaster powerhouse, I can resist one or two, how come I come to this kid, but I am like a child, and I can't even break the shackles in the air?

Could it be that Qin Mu is a grandmaster and a master.

But he is not yet twenty, he is just an ordinary person, and even the time he has practiced martial arts should not be more than half a year, how can he be so strong?

The black-clothed killer was amazed again and again, and his heart welled up with great remorse.

At this moment, he knew that if he had no other means to break the shackles of heaven and earth, he was afraid that he would have to give his life here.

Thinking of this, the black-clothed killer suddenly took out an object and called Qin Mu directly.

Qin Mu only felt a flash of silver in front of him, and suddenly felt a trace of danger in his heart.

"It was the silver ray that attacked Ye Mei at the beginning!"

Qin Mu had a judgment in his heart, but it was still a little strange, because the silver mang that appeared this time was obviously much stronger than the silver mang that attacked Ye Mei.

Last time, Yinmang didn't feel dangerous to him, but this time it was different.

Qin Mu's figure exploded and retreated, and the aura of heaven and earth besieging the black-clothed killer instantly revealed a flaw. The black-clothed people were overjoyed, sacrificed their births, and left in a hurry.

Qin Mu did not pursue, on the contrary, his body kept retreating, because that silver ray would continue to pursue.

Qin Mu couldn't sense the characteristics of Yinmang for a while, so he didn't rush to pick it up with his hands, but constantly adjusted his body shape to dodge, and after doing so repeatedly, Yinmang's strength was exhausted, he fell to the ground, and then lost his light.

"No wonder it made me feel dangerous, it turned out to be a Shura Suo!"

Qin Mu stepped forward, glanced at it, and said in his heart.

The Shura Shuttle used to be a famous hidden weapon in history, and its attack has two ways, one is to launch a small shuttle-type hidden weapon to attack.

This kind of concealed weapon has a fast launch speed, and it can reflect all kinds of light itself, and if it can be released unexpectedly, the success rate is extremely high.

The other is the main attack, which has a unique way of locking on the opponent inside, which can attack continuously and is particularly difficult.

This time, if it weren't for the fact that Qin Mu's worry-free technique had already been initiated, it would be a bit dangerous to dodge the ontological attack of this Shura Suo.

But it's not a big problem, it's just that the body will be hurt a little.

Shura Suo's ontological attack, once released, if it can't be killed, it is basically equivalent to giving up Shura Suo's holding.

Obviously, the black-clothed killer knew that it would be difficult to escape, so he took the initiative to give up Shurasuo in exchange for the opportunity to escape for his life.

It's just that he underestimated Qin Mu a little.

In the living room of the Yuan family, the black-clothed killer turned around, and after making sure that no one else was chasing behind him, he finally returned here.

This black-clothed killer is none other than the ancestor of the Yuan family, Yuan Shihong.

As soon as he entered the living room, Yuan Shihong's mind relaxed, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

"Quick! Get in the water!"

After Yuan Shihong finished saying these five words, his body suddenly softened, and he fell to the ground.

In Qin Mu's fight, although it seemed that Qin Mu did not hurt him, in fact, Qin Mu mobilized the aura of heaven and earth, and had already injured him through his dark energy when Yuan Shihong was imprisoned and left.

It was not easy for Yuan Shihong to persist until he returned to the Yuan family.

Yuan Shihao quickly got the news, found an elder to replace his place, and then hurried back.

Yuan Shihong is the number one master of the Yuan family, if something happens to him, the power of the Yuan family will definitely plummet.

Yuan Shihong was lying on the sickbed, his face was like gold paper, and he was in danger, and an old man was sitting in front of the sickbed, diagnosing Yuan Shihong's pulse.

After a long time, the old man's fingers left, and Yuan Shihao hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Old Ming, how is it?"

People who practice martial arts are very injured, and each major family has its own unique physician to deal with the injuries of martial arts.

This Ming Lao is the Yuan family's enshrined physician.

Ming Lao sighed and said: "The situation is not good, the other party injured the five organs of the ancestor with dark energy, if the ancestor had been treated on the spot at that time, there might still be a possibility of treatment, but now, he can only save his life, as for his sanity and kung fu, he may never come back!"

"What?"

Yuan Shihao was shocked, and a stainless steel teacup in his hand shattered.

Before the temptation, Yuan Shihao and the others all believed that although Qin Mu could defeat the siege of Wang Dong and others, he might not be able to defeat the Yuan family ancestor.

But reality undoubtedly slapped them in the face.

Qin Mu is too strong, a bit incredible, even the Yuan family ancestor and a peak martial arts master like them are not his opponents.

Yuan Shihao yelled: "Where is the ancestor's Shura Suo?"

Yuan Shihong had Shura Suo in his hand, and Yuan Shihao didn't believe that the ancestor would be so badly injured.

"The head of the family, the ancestor's Shura Suo is lost, the scene of the fight between the two sides is in the parking lot of the water café, and someone has already gone to pick up the surveillance video of the parking lot. ”

"What?"

Yuan Shihao couldn't believe that the ancestor with Shura Suo in his hands was not only defeated as an idiot, but also lost Shura Suo.