With the attention of several figures, Ninghai City is already about to storm. After the middle-aged man received a phone call, he walked up to Chen Siyu's side and whispered, "Young Master, things are going according to your intentions. ”

"Hey, hey, it's good, Mo Zhitao won't be able to get up by then." Chen Siyu smiled gloomily.

As long as Mo Zhitao dies, he will be happy. He doesn't care what kind of national or non-national struggle, he just needs to achieve his own goals.

Chen Siyu leaned on the sofa, and he whispered to the middle-aged man: "The people who sent us are watching from a distance, and when they need to light a fire, they must let them fight." ”

"Yes, young master," the middle-aged man walked into the toilet over there with his mobile phone.

Mo Zhitao and the others went down to the underground parking lot, and then No. 2 got into Mo Zhitao's car, and the other special agents were in a car behind.

No. 2 whispered: "Zhitao, according to the information we have obtained, there are people outside who are watching, their identities are unknown, and our people are afraid of startling the snake, so they don't get too close to investigate." ”

"It's okay, let's just these people, and when they attack, you can ask for reinforcements from outside." Mo Zhitao said disapprerovingly.

"Okay," No. 2 is also not worried, their national security personnel are guarding from a distance, with the strength of a few of them, can't they delay for a while?

So, Mo Zhitao and their car drove outside.

The Japanese ninjas had been staring at Mo Zhitao's car, and when they reached the shadowy place, the ninjas were about to make a move, when suddenly the ninja in the lead received a phone call. "What? Still staring at Mo Zhitao? Okay, let's not rush to do it yet, let's wait. ”

After the lead ninja hung up the phone, he said to the ninja behind him, "Let's hide first and see the situation." The ninjas flickered, and they disappeared into the night.

The black cat was very excited, and he had been following Elder Zuo's side. "Elder Zuo, this time we must kill Mo Zhitao to avenge the last time." The black cat hates the authentic.

"Well, you must kill Mo Zhitao." Elder Zuo was also very angry. At that time, Mo Zhitao was just a third-level martial arts person, and now even if he is a fourth-level martial arts, he can't jump anywhere.

And this time, they sent two sixth-level masters, as well as some fifth-level martial arts and fourth-level martial arts more than thirty people, and they wanted to kill Mo Zhitao in one go. This time, Mo Zhitao is dead.

When Mo Zhitao and his car drove to the street in front, a group of masked people suddenly appeared in front of them. No. 2 looked at the people in front of him, then at the back, and a group of masked people also appeared behind him, and he smiled and said, "Zhitao, they appeared." ”

"There are still quite a lot of these Japanese people, more than 30 people came at once, I don't know if this is the elite of their Japanese country in Huaxia?" Mo Zhitao smiled and pulled the car door and walked down.

No. 2 took out his mobile phone and was about to make a call, but he found that there was no signal on his mobile phone. "Zhitao, it's not good, they used a signal jammer here." Two cried out in surprise.

"You didn't bring flares?" Mo Zhitao glanced at No. 2 and asked strangely.

"I, I forgot for a moment." Number two sneered. Because Mo Zhitao came out temporarily, he was also anxious to arrange it just now, where to get the signal flare.

Now the technology is developed, and the enemy's technology is equally developed. So, sometimes what seems like a very old and primitive method of contact is very practical. Guoan also has this kind of flare, which can be used in special situations.

"It's okay, I'm going to see if these Japanese people are as good as last time?" Mo Zhitao smiled coldly.

"Yes, fight with them." No. 2 thought of Mo Zhitao's ability, and he immediately became confident. If he can get rid of these Japanese people this time, he will be very happy at that time, he can make some contributions, and he can also save a little face for the special service team.

Elder Zuo saw that there were only six people on Mo Zhitao's side, and his eyes were full of sinister smiles. This time, they will definitely be able to kill Mo Zhitao, and they cover their faces again, even if they kill Mo Zhitao, no one knows that it is them.

"Up, get rid of them." Elder Zuo had already told the other two sixth-level masters just now, the three of them would work together to deal with Mo Zhitao, and the other companions who helped the people kill Mo Zhitao estimated that within one or two minutes, they would be able to deal with the matter here.

So, these face-covered Iron Sand gangs rushed towards Mo Zhitao and them. With the internal force of those people, Two's eyes couldn't help but widen. "Level three, level four, level five, and level six, they have so many masters?"

"Two, you have to be careful, if you can't support it, retreat to my side, and I'll deal with them." Mo Zhitao stared at so many masters, and his eyes were also solemn.

The other party only had two sixth-level masters, and he wasn't that afraid. It's a big deal that he uses a life-killing needle to fight each other. Anyway, his body has an ability, and he should be able to withstand a few hard blows, so that the Japanese ninja will be killed and injured.

Elder Zuo led two sixth-level masters to surround Mo Zhitao, and they immediately exerted ten percent of their internal strength. The bursts of air blades surrounded Mo Zhitao, and the air around him became scorching, as if he had entered a mountain of flames.

They knew that Mo Zhitao's martial arts were a bit weird, and they couldn't defeat Mo Zhitao last time, so they had to be careful. In their eyes, two sixth-level and one fifth-level master can completely kill Mo Zhitao in seconds

"What kind of martial arts are they? How is it a bit like a flame palm? Mo Zhitao couldn't help but be secretly strange when he saw the martial arts displayed by Elder Zuo.

However, there are tens of millions of martial arts in the world, and it is normal to have similarities, Mo Zhitao did not suspect that the people of the Tiesha Gang were so bold and dared to make a move against him at this time.

But where did Mo Zhitao think that the people of the Tiesha Gang have always only cared about the fighting between the martial arts and the gang, so how can they care about the network? And even if some people go online, they don't know that Mo Zhitao is their big enemy.

This time, Tie Sanban acted in secret, but only the twenty or thirty people who came over knew about this mission, and the others didn't know that Elder Zuo and they came to attack Mo Zhitao.

Mo Zhitao frowned, the true qi in his body surged out, and a pale white air mass appeared around him, and the air mass tightly surrounded Mo Zhitao. Then Mo Zhitao slapped at them.

Wyvern Fourth Style

The phantom dragon shadow swept sideways towards the three elders, and with a bang, Elder Zuo was very strong, and he had to send Mo Zhitao flying a few meters away before he stabilized his figure.

"Hahaha, Mo Zhitao, you're dead." Elder Zuo laughed.

"Who are you? Why does your voice sound familiar? Mo Zhitao asked while holding his slightly injured chest and looking at the masked Elder Zuo.

Elder Zuo was stunned for a moment, he saw that Mo Zhitao was injured by a move, and he was so excited that he got carried away, so he called out Mo Zhitao's name at once. Elder Zuo covered his mouth and didn't dare to speak, he was afraid that he would be recognized by Mo Zhitao.

Mo Zhitao frowned secretly, it was okay for him to deal with a sixth-level master alone, but if he faced more than two, he could only use the life-killing needle flying needle to sneak attack, and then fight hard with the other party.

Sister, tomorrow I have to go to the Red Cross hospital to treat those AIDS patients, and now I am desperate with these masked people, even if he kills these people in the end, maybe he will be injured, and if he heals and recovers his body, he doesn't know how long it will take, and he will definitely miss a big mistake.

These despicable Japanese people, in order to succeed in their conspiracy, actually used these means to kill him. The more Mo Zhitao thought about it, the more angry he became. He moved his wrist, he was ready to use the Death Needle, even if he exposed his secret weapon, there was no way.

The No. 2 over there was beaten backwards, especially Qi Xiaolong, whose martial arts were only second-level, and he had already been seriously injured. If he continues like this, he will be doomed. "Xiaolong, come here." Mo Zhitao shouted

"No, boss, I can't trouble you, I, I can." Qi Xiaolong gritted his teeth and said. He secretly hated that he was useless, martial arts were only second-level, not only could he not help the boss, but he also had to drag the boss back.

"You protect yourself, I don't need you to help me." Mo Zhitao also shouted.

When Qi Xiaolong heard Mo Zhitao say this, he had to nod. He took out a packet of things from his bosom and flicked it beside him, and a white smoke immediately rose up. At the same time, Qi Xiaolong took out another grain from his arms and ate it

Two masked men just rushed to Qi Xiaolong's side, they knocked Qi Xiaolong back, and when they were about to raise their hands to kill Qi Xiaolong, suddenly the white smoke dispersed, they felt dizzy in their heads, and they immediately held their breath and flew back.

But they fell to the ground. "Damn, that white smoke is poisonous, don't come close." The two men screamed in a hurry. Then they lit a few acupuncture points on their own, and then sat on the ground and exercised to force the poison out.

The other masked man was on fire, and he didn't believe that Qi Xiaolong would not be defeated. He held his breath, his feet touched the ground, and his figure flew towards Qi Xiaolong.

Qi Xiaolong didn't dare to be careless, this poisonous smoke was prepared for him by Mo Zhitao, as long as he inhaled a little, he would be poisoned and fall to the ground. And when he had just smoked the poison, he immediately took the antidote. As long as he stays in the poisonous smoke, he should be able to have an advantage.

The masked man rushed into the poisonous smoke, and he slammed his fist at Qi Xiaolong, and his powerful palm blade flew away, and he was very powerful.

But Qi Xiaolong didn't fight the masked man, but dodged to the side, as long as he didn't leave the poisonous smoke, he just blindly dodged. As long as the other party's martial arts are not too strong, he can still delay a little time.

When the masked man saw that he had slapped his palm into the air, he became even more angry. He slapped his backhand again, and the blade rolled up white smoke and shot towards Qi Xiaolong.

But the poisonous smoke prepared by Mo Zhitao was a bit special, it was a bit heavy, and after being dispersed by the air blade, it didn't float far. And the clever Qi Xiaolong saw that the poisonous smoke was dispersing to the left, and he immediately dodged to the left.

When the masked man saw Qi Xiaolong dodging his attack again, his eyes widened in anger. However, he held his breath and exerted his internal force, which was greatly discounted. And in this poisonous smoke, I don't know if it will seep through his skin, he doesn't dare to stay too long.

So, after the masked man made another move, he immediately retreated to the back.

"Smack," Qi Xiaolong saw that the attack was coming again, and he hurriedly dodged again, but he was still hit in the right shoulder. He gritted his teeth and secretly endured not to snort.