"Hui'er!"

Xu Weihai strode out of the company, and saw his son's body lying on the ground from a distance, he screamed and pounced on Xu Linghui's body.

He really had a feeling of having a nightmare, his son, the young owner of the dignified Weihai Group, died like this, died so suddenly, and at this moment, he still couldn't believe it.

In Qijiang, on his territory, someone dared to kill his son, and someone really killed his son.

Xu Weihai couldn't accept this reality, he threw himself on Xu Linghui's corpse, hugged Xu Weihai's corpse and shook violently, he wanted to shake his son awake.

He actually has three children in his life, but Xu Linghui is the son, this is the lifeblood of his Xu family.

When he was young, he injured his body because of fighting with others, and he no longer had the ability to have children.

He roared wildly, tears and snot running down his face, like madness.

When the employees of Weihai Group saw this scene, their faces showed sadness, fear, paleness, or confusion.

Zhang Dapeng looked at his son kneeling beside Xu Linghui's corpse with a pale face, and behind his son was a young man who was looking at all this indifferently with his hands behind his back, and his heart trembled violently.

He killed Xu Linghui and Xu Fei, right?

At the same time, he felt a little glad that his son was still alive.

He also only has such a son, no matter what the price is today, he has to find a way to save his son.

"Who is it? who killed my son, stand up for me!" Xu Weihai roared and stood up, his murderous gaze swept across the audience, and finally fell on Mo Li's body.

Seeing Xu Weihai's madness, Mo Yunan and the others were shocked.

A third-grade martial artist is a third-grade martial artist, and the murderous aura emanating from his body makes ordinary people tremble.

At this time, their only hope is that Mo Li can compete with Xu Weihai, or today will be the death of the Mo family.

"Did you kill my son?" Xu Weihai took a deep breath and stared at Mo Li, who was carrying his hands with an indifferent face.

"Yes, I killed him. They ran to my house to spread wilderness, and even threatened my parents, so damn it. Now, let's talk about the loss, your son threatened my parents, so that my parents were seriously frightened, your Xu family must give me an explanation today, give my parents an explanation. Mo Li said seriously.

What the?

He killed Hui Shao, and even asked the Xu family to compensate him and give him an explanation?

When the employees of Weihai Group heard Mo Li's words, they all opened their mouths wide, as if they had suddenly encountered something bizarre and terrifying, and they couldn't believe it.

It's crazy enough!

"What are you talking about? You killed my Xu Weihai's son, and you even dared to come to talk about compensation, and you want to say the law?" Xu Weihai was stunned at first, and then almost spurted blood with anger.

He was the boss of the Weihai Group, the head of the Xu family, and the target of Qijiang, and he was so humiliated by a teenager, which was more difficult for him to accept than destroying his entire clan.

"Come on, tear this little bastard to pieces!" Xu Weihai roared angrily.

In a flash. More than thirty warriors with swords in their hands rushed towards Mo Li with murderous expressions.

Seeing so many swords in the hands of martial artists, the Mo family was all worried about Mo Li, although they knew that Mo Li was also very strong, but compared to those with swords, they felt much weaker visually at first.

In their opinion, how could an empty-handed man beat a knife-wielding one.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a threatening voice suddenly sounded behind everyone, his voice was like a demon, and the more than thirty Xu family warriors who were rushing towards Mo Li all stopped and looked at Xu Weihai one after another.

Everyone turned to look and saw a large Land Rover parked behind them, a middle-aged man in a Mao suit stepped down from the passenger seat, and then the rear door of the Land Rover opened, and a young woman who looked like a man on top of the land rover also stepped down from the Land Rover.

"Xu Weihai, you can't move this young man. The middle-aged man walked up to Xu Haiwei and said.

"Who are you?" Xu Weihai stared at the middle-aged man, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the momentum of the middle-aged man made him feel threatened.

"My name is Ling Yixiao. The middle-aged man said lightly.

"Grandmaster Yixiao, are you one of the eight disciples of Ancestor Ling Tian?" Xu Weihai was startled, and his eyes showed shock.

"Yes, it's me. The middle-aged man nodded.

He was Ling Yixiao, who was asked by Ling Tian's ancestor to accompany his granddaughter Ling Shimo to find Mo Li.

Ling Yixiao was one of Ling Tian's eight great disciples, and he had just broken through the seventh rank a few years ago and became a grandmaster, one of the top ten grandmasters of the Ling family.

Ling Tian's Eight Great Disciples are all famous in the martial arts world, and it can be said that everyone knows about them, and even many ordinary people have heard of the names of Ling Tian's Eight Great Disciples.

So when Ling Yixiao admitted his identity, everyone around him immediately showed respect.

Ordinary martial artists are already beyond the reach of ordinary people, while grandmasters are strong people who stand on the top of the earth, and all countries attach great importance to them.

Because the powerhouses of the grandmaster level are no longer a modern thermal weapon that can threaten their existence.

Moreover, the number of grandmaster-level martial artists in a country can also determine the status of the country on the international stage.

"But Sect Master Ling, he killed my son, and also carried my son's body to my company to ask me to explain, as a martial artist, it is impossible to be so humiliated and still be indifferent!" Although he is facing a grandmaster, Xu Weihai still has to kill Mo Li, otherwise he will not be able to understand his thoughts in this life, and it will be difficult for him to go further in martial arts.

Ling Yixiao frowned slightly, and couldn't help but look at Mo Li, Mo Li's approach was really a bit deceitful and embarrassing, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"You guys are coming to me, wait on the side first, and wait until I settle the grievances with the Xu family. Mo Li glanced at Ling Shimo, then at Ling Yixiao and said.

Ling Yixiao's eyebrows raised slightly, he was a dignified grandmaster in person, Mo Li, a first-grade martial artist, not only did he not show respect for him, but on the contrary, he didn't take him as a grandmaster in his eyes between words.

How proud is this young man?

Ling Yixiao's eyes narrowed, and he stopped talking, he wanted to see why Mo Li, a first-grade martial artist, was fighting with Xu Weihai in the late third-grade stage, and there were dozens of first- and second-grade martial artists under Xu Weihai.

"Don't be rash. Although you have become a martial artist, you are only a first-class martial artist. Ling Shimo hurriedly persuaded, although she was also a little surprised that Mo Li became a martial artist overnight, but she was not optimistic about Mo Li at all, after all, the difference between the first product and the third product was a world of difference.

The gap is too big.

"A first-grade martial artist can't fight a second-rank martial artist?can't fight a third-grade martial artist?" Mo Li smiled faintly, for the understanding of martial arts, the earth is still in the most backward period at this stage, of course, no one has Mo Li's deep and thorough understanding.

"Xiaoli, listen to Teacher Ling. Liu Taolan saw Ling Shimo on the day of school, and knew that she was Mo Li's homeroom teacher, and when she saw that Ling Shimo was here, she hurriedly persuaded her son.

In her heart, she still doesn't want her son to fight with Xu Weihai, and it would be better if she could ask Teacher Ling to mediate from it.

"Mom, today's matter can't be solved by mediation, either Xu Weihai dies, or he surrenders, or I can't rest assured that you will stay in Qijiang. Mo Li shook his head and said.

Mo Yunan shook his head at his wife and motioned for her not to speak, his opinion was almost the same as Mo Li's, and there was no way to mediate the situation today, unless Mo Li hadn't killed Xu Linghui before.

But Mo Li has already killed Xu Linghui, Xu Weihai is Xu Linghui's son, even if Teacher Ling helps them mediate today, Xu Weihai will definitely avenge his son another day.

Therefore, he only chose to believe in his son, and he could really defeat Xu Weihai.

"Alas!" Liu Taolan sighed, grabbed her husband's hand, and said no more.

"Tear this little bastard to pieces, I want to see how he makes me surrender and kills me!" Xu Weihai's blood-red eyes flashed with hatred, and his hoarse voice carried endless sharp killing intent, and the words were like knives, scraping the bones.

"Life and Yu are just a thought, but, before killing you, I will give you a chance, you catch it, I will give you a way to live, if you can't catch it, then there is only death." Mo Li didn't look at the thirty warriors who were rushing towards him with swords, but looked at Xu Weihai and said lightly.

Today's incident, Xu Weihai will not die, but if he insists on seeking death, Mo Li will fulfill him.

"Hmph, little bastard, you'd better survive from my group of men before you talk like that. My son's revenge must be avenged, and you, as well as the entire Mo family, deserve to die! I must break your corpse into thousands of pieces, and taste the blood debt!" Xu Weihai said bloodthirsty.

Mo Li didn't pay any more attention to Xu Weihai, because the thirty martial artists had already rushed in front of him.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on Mo Li on the field.

The life and death of the Mo family.

It's here to fight.