In addition to these two points, Mo Feifei has another purpose. As for what this purpose is, it will soon be known.

The wonderful battle continues.

Ruan Zhihui, who was forced to a desperate situation by Mo Feifei, burst out with great potential, and actually picked up all the things that he had lost for so many years. In a sense, he had to thank Mo Feifei, if it weren't for Mo Feifei's hard work, how could he shine so brightly in front of his subordinates.

Seeing that the boss was so hidden, those little brothers under Ruan Zhihui didn't mention how much they admired and proud, and some of them whistled excitedly.

He went all out, and he actually fought with Mo Feifei, which made Mo Feifei addicted, even happier than when he established Yuhaiyuan Group last year.

However, Ruan Zhihui's mood was not as good as Mo Feifei's.

Although he regained his heroism, he brought out the heroism of the year. However, he is also self-aware. After all, he is already a man of forty or fifty years old, and his physical strength is far less abundant than that of a young man in his twenties.

In a short time, you may be able to withstand it. But after a long time, it definitely won't work.

There is only one way, and that is to capture or kill the opponent as soon as possible, so that you can seize the opportunity, and even wipe out all the opponents.

In this way, he became more and more anxious, this had just collected the knife, he could breathe, shook his shoulders, lifted the knife again, and a mountain knife danced impermeable, and the posture was indeed enough to bluff people.

"Well done. Mo Feifei said secretly, waving the dagger in his hand and engaging it.

Because of the bombardment of the other party many times in a row, the whole arm was numb.

But his reaction speed was too fast, and he basically didn't let himself suffer too much.

The two of you went back and forth, and they fought more than 20 moves in the blink of an eye, during which Mo Feifei was punched by Ruan Zhihui, but the latter did not take advantage, he was slapped in the face by Mo Feifei, and a few teeth were broken, and the left side of his face was quickly swollen like a bun.

Swish!

"MD, look at the move. I saw Ruan Zhihui like a crazy score, his hair was open, his teeth were leaking, his eyebrows were upside down, and he scolded loudly.

Ruan Zhihui's mountain-opening knife came again, and it was also as fast as lightning.

At this time, a signal that Mo Fei had not seen for a long time came.

His six senses are amazing, his ears are as good as those of bats, and there seems to be a faint sound of a car engine roaring in the distance. The place was very secluded, and in addition to the fact that it was so late, ordinary cars would definitely not have come here, and he dared to conclude that the police must have arrived.

It seems that the efficiency of those JCs is not bad, and it takes less than half an hour to call.

At this time, Mo Feifei had almost absorbed the essence of Ruan Zhihui's master's moves, and he could end this battle as soon as possible.

Perhaps sensing something, this Ruan Zhihui once again accelerated the movement of his hand.

Mo Feifei's heart trembled, and he hurriedly took half a step back, but he was able to avoid the blade, but then Ruan Zhihui's killing move came again, and the swept steel knife went straight to his neck.

Mo Feifei bent down to dodge, but his movements were a little slower, and the knife surface almost touched his scalp, shaving off his hair on the first floor.

This scene was seen by the fat man and others next to him, and he was so frightened that he forgot to breathe.

Mo Feifei was shocked in his heart, and withdrew to avoid it, as if he had expected him to react like this, Ruan Zhihui sneered, turned into a stab, and the tip of the knife stabbed straight into Mo Feifei's lower abdomen.

Mo Feifei reacted extremely quickly, and subconsciously wanted to dodge. But in the blink of an eye, Ruan Zhihui's knife had already reached him, only to hear a plop, and the steel knife was heavily pierced into his stomach.

Ruan Zhihui's face couldn't tell whether he was excited or crazy, he shouted unexpectedly: "The surname Mo, you go to die......"

Halfway through the shout, he couldn't stop shouting, he stabbed Mo Feifei in the stomach, but no matter how hard he tried, there was never the pleasure of the steel knife entering his body.

Could it be that the other party is wearing body armor?

This is impossible, how can a person who goes out to do business wear a body armor on his body. What's more, body armor is even rarer than guns, and ordinary people can't get it at all.

With curiosity, Ruan Zhihui lowered his eyes and took a look, and when he saw it clearly, he was immediately shocked.

It turned out that his knife was not on his stomach, but under the latter's armpit, and he was firmly gripping it with his hand. This shows that the moment the tip of the knife reaches the opponent's body, the latter still dodges.

What a speed!

At this time, it was too late to remember this, and at the moment when he was stunned, Mo Feifei picked up his left fist and swung it forward.

Bang! This punch was on Ruan Zhihui's face.

This hard-hitting blow was fine for Mo Feifei, but it was fatal enough for Ruan Zhihui.

Ruan Zhihui was defenseless and was knocked into a solid one, not only was his eye socket broken, blood flowed, and even the bridge of his nose was broken on the spot.

The two quickly separated.

"Mo-non-fan" Ruan Zhihui angrily scolded while scolding with the blood on his face: "You TM cheating." (Vietnam)

He still wanted to continue to go up to find Mo Feifei desperately, but his drowsy brain couldn't command his body, Ruan Zhihui felt that his mind was swollen, his eyes were black, and he felt that the scenery around him seemed to be rotating around him rapidly.

The reason why he can still stand is completely supported by super willpower.

He understood that as soon as he fell, he would be a lamb to be slaughtered.

Looking at Ruan Zhihui, who was sitting on the ground shaking his head, Mo Feifei asked, "Boss Ruan, it looks like you're going to lose a million dollars to me." (Vietnam)

"M's, Lao Tzu is not convinced!" Ruan Zhihui's potential was released again, and after breathing a sigh of relief, he actually rushed over as if he had been beaten with chicken blood. He didn't care about the million-dollar money, he didn't care if it didn't come out.

Mo has a super high IQ, and he is still a martial arts genius, and his speed of digesting and absorbing essence is very fast.

And be able to draw inferences from one another, quickly find out the opponent's weaknesses from the opponent's tricks, and strike hard, and the moves are like a storm.

While he was talking, Ruan Zhihui didn't pay attention, and was injured in the thigh by Mo Feifei's backhand, the wound was not deep or long, but it still hurt Ruan Zhihui and grinned.

His movements slowed down slightly, and Mo's extraordinary dagger came close again, and Ruan Zhihui barely raised his knife to block, but it didn't hurt the other party. With a hiss, Mo Feifei stabbed over and picked a small opening in Mo Feifei's shoulder.

"It's too slow, it's too slow! you're moving too slowly!" Mo Feifei shouted as he drew his knife.

Ruan Zhihui's lungs were about to explode, how could his strength really not be comparable to the other party, and he was continuously attacked by the latter, and was forced to retreat to the edge of his own camp.

Knowing that it would be impossible for him to beat him again, Ruan Zhihui couldn't care so much, so he waved his hand with his fierce face. I can't lose. (Vietnam)

At this time, with his words, the four subordinates behind Ruan Zhihui rushed up and rushed towards Mo Feifei. They still remember the rule of heads-up, with knives and not guns.

At this time, the surrounding lights suddenly turned on, and the police car of more than ten years quickly drove into the scene.

Seeing that JC was almost there, the fat man and the others realized that Brother Fan was going to duel with the other party, and the most important purpose was also revealed.

(That is, the third purpose besides procrastination and exercising)

This purpose is to keep Ruan Zhihui alive and control in his hands, so that his subordinates will not dare to act rashly.

In addition to these two points, Mo Feifei has another purpose. As for what this purpose is, it will soon be known.

The wonderful battle continues.

Ruan Zhihui, who was forced to a desperate situation by Mo Feifei, burst out with great potential, and actually picked up all the things that he had lost for so many years. In a sense, he had to thank Mo Feifei, if it weren't for Mo Feifei's hard work, how could he shine so brightly in front of his subordinates.

Seeing that the boss was so hidden, those little brothers under Ruan Zhihui didn't mention how much they admired and proud, and some of them whistled excitedly.

He went all out, and he actually fought with Mo Feifei, which made Mo Feifei addicted, even happier than when he established Yuhaiyuan Group last year.

However, Ruan Zhihui's mood was not as good as Mo Feifei's.

Although he regained his heroism, he brought out the heroism of the year. However, he is also self-aware. After all, he is already a man of forty or fifty years old, and his physical strength is far less abundant than that of a young man in his twenties.

In a short time, you may be able to withstand it. But after a long time, it definitely won't work.

There is only one way, and that is to capture or kill the opponent as soon as possible, so that you can seize the opportunity, and even wipe out all the opponents.

In this way, he became more and more anxious, this had just collected the knife, he could breathe, shook his shoulders, lifted the knife again, and a mountain knife danced impermeable, and the posture was indeed enough to bluff people.

"Well done. Mo Feifei said secretly, waving the dagger in his hand and engaging it.

Because of the bombardment of the other party many times in a row, the whole arm was numb.

But his reaction speed was too fast, and he basically didn't let himself suffer too much.

The two of you went back and forth, and they fought more than 20 moves in the blink of an eye, during which Mo Feifei was punched by Ruan Zhihui, but the latter did not take advantage, he was slapped in the face by Mo Feifei, and a few teeth were broken, and the left side of his face was quickly swollen like a bun.

Swish!

"MD, look at the move. I saw Ruan Zhihui like a crazy score, his hair was open, his teeth were leaking, his eyebrows were upside down, and he scolded loudly.

Ruan Zhihui's mountain-opening knife came again, and it was also as fast as lightning.

At this time, a signal that Mo Fei had not seen for a long time came.

His six senses are amazing, his ears are as good as those of bats, and there seems to be a faint sound of a car engine roaring in the distance. The place was very secluded, and in addition to the fact that it was so late, ordinary cars would definitely not have come here, and he dared to conclude that the police must have arrived.

It seems that the efficiency of those JCs is not bad, and it takes less than half an hour to call.

At this time, Mo Feifei had almost absorbed the essence of Ruan Zhihui's master's moves, and he could end this battle as soon as possible.

Perhaps sensing something, this Ruan Zhihui once again accelerated the movement of his hand.

Mo Feifei's heart trembled, and he hurriedly took half a step back, but he was able to avoid the blade, but then Ruan Zhihui's killing move came again, and the swept steel knife went straight to his neck.

Mo Feifei bent down to dodge, but his movements were a little slower, and the knife surface almost touched his scalp, shaving off his hair on the first floor.

This scene was seen by the fat man and others next to him, and he was so frightened that he forgot to breathe.

Mo Feifei was shocked in his heart, and withdrew to avoid it, as if he had expected him to react like this, Ruan Zhihui sneered, turned into a stab, and the tip of the knife stabbed straight into Mo Feifei's lower abdomen.

Mo Feifei reacted extremely quickly, and subconsciously wanted to dodge. But in the blink of an eye, Ruan Zhihui's knife had already reached him, only to hear a plop, and the steel knife was heavily pierced into his stomach.

Ruan Zhihui's face couldn't tell whether he was excited or crazy, he shouted unexpectedly: "The surname Mo, you go to die......"

Halfway through the shout, he couldn't stop shouting, he stabbed Mo Feifei in the stomach, but no matter how hard he tried, there was never the pleasure of the steel knife entering his body.

Could it be that the other party is wearing body armor?

This is impossible, how can a person who goes out to do business wear a body armor on his body. What's more, body armor is even rarer than guns, and ordinary people can't get it at all.

With curiosity, Ruan Zhihui lowered his eyes and took a look, and when he saw it clearly, he was immediately shocked.

It turned out that his knife was not on his stomach, but under the latter's armpit, and he was firmly gripping it with his hand. This shows that the moment the tip of the knife reaches the opponent's body, the latter still dodges.

What a speed!

At this time, it was too late to remember this, and at the moment when he was stunned, Mo Feifei picked up his left fist and swung it forward.

Bang! This punch was on Ruan Zhihui's face.

This hard-hitting blow was fine for Mo Feifei, but it was fatal enough for Ruan Zhihui.

Ruan Zhihui was defenseless and was knocked into a solid one, not only was his eye socket broken, blood flowed, and even the bridge of his nose was broken on the spot.

The two quickly separated.

"Mo-non-fan" Ruan Zhihui angrily scolded while scolding with the blood on his face: "You TM cheating." (Vietnam)

He still wanted to continue to go up to find Mo Feifei desperately, but his drowsy brain couldn't command his body, Ruan Zhihui felt that his mind was swollen, his eyes were black, and he felt that the scenery around him seemed to be rotating around him rapidly.

The reason why he can still stand is completely supported by super willpower.

He understood that as soon as he fell, he would be a lamb to be slaughtered.

Looking at Ruan Zhihui, who was sitting on the ground shaking his head, Mo Feifei asked, "Boss Ruan, it looks like you're going to lose a million dollars to me." (Vietnam)

"M's, Lao Tzu is not convinced!" Ruan Zhihui's potential was released again, and after breathing a sigh of relief, he actually rushed over as if he had been beaten with chicken blood. He didn't care about the million-dollar money, he didn't care if it didn't come out.

Mo has a super high IQ, and he is still a martial arts genius, and his speed of digesting and absorbing essence is very fast.

And be able to draw inferences from one another, quickly find out the opponent's weaknesses from the opponent's tricks, and strike hard, and the moves are like a storm.

While he was talking, Ruan Zhihui didn't pay attention, and was injured in the thigh by Mo Feifei's backhand, the wound was not deep or long, but it still hurt Ruan Zhihui and grinned.

His movements slowed down slightly, and Mo's extraordinary dagger came close again, and Ruan Zhihui barely raised his knife to block, but it didn't hurt the other party. With a hiss, Mo Feifei stabbed over and picked a small opening in Mo Feifei's shoulder.

"It's too slow, it's too slow! you're moving too slowly!" Mo Feifei shouted as he drew his knife.

Ruan Zhihui's lungs were about to explode, how could his strength really not be comparable to the other party, and he was continuously attacked by the latter, and was forced to retreat to the edge of his own camp.

Knowing that it would be impossible for him to beat him again, Ruan Zhihui couldn't care so much, so he waved his hand with his fierce face. I can't lose. (Vietnam)

At this time, with his words, the four subordinates behind Ruan Zhihui rushed up and rushed towards Mo Feifei. They still remember the rule of heads-up, with knives and not guns.

At this time, the surrounding lights suddenly turned on, and the police car of more than ten years quickly drove into the scene.

Seeing that JC was almost there, the fat man and the others realized that Brother Fan was going to duel with the other party, and the most important purpose was also revealed.

(That is, the third purpose besides procrastination and exercising)

This purpose is to keep Ruan Zhihui alive and control in his hands, so that his subordinates will not dare to act rashly.