As the New Year is approaching, the busy unit is as busy as the three grandsons, the update will be less than in the past, please forgive me, the mouse promises, it will return to normal updates as soon as possible after the year, I'm sorry everyone, and finally I wish the book friends a happy New Year, a happy family!

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At this time, on the energy perception map in Mo Feng's mind, all the things carrying energy fluctuations within a radius of fifty meters were clearly displayed on it.

Mo Feng gently raised his right hand in front of his eyes, his palm shook slightly, and a faint silver white slowly covered the palm, making Mo Feng feel like he was wearing a silver glove.

When this faint silver white appeared on the surface of the palm, a mischievous smile suddenly rose from Mo Feng's lips, and his heart moved, only to see that the silver white quickly gathered together, and then slowly raised, and finally formed a thin needle about two centimeters long between the fingers of Mo Feng's fist.

After looking at the thin needle condensed by pulse qi for a while, Mo Feng put his fist on the tempered glass of the coffee table next to him, and a strange scene appeared, in Mo Feng's dull gaze, this thin needle was inserted into the glass without any hindrance.

W- That's too exaggerated, isn't it? Excited, Mo Feng's hand couldn't help but tremble, and the thin needle dissipated after trembling a few times, but just a few times of trembling, the tempered glass as hard as steel cut a few more big holes.

Damn, this is too loser! When Mo Feng sank his heart back into the Ren vein, he found that the pulse qi flowing in the meridian was actually at least one-fifth less than just now. The distressed Mo Feng's heart trembled, and he secretly swore that he would never easily use this hard-won pulse qi until the last resort in the future.

At seven o'clock in the evening, after Mo Feng and Yu Chen, Bing Hao and Leng Ruobing met, they drove to Bar Street in the western suburbs of Yinzhou.

Because Mo Feng was kind to Yu Chen and Bing Hao, the two of them were not cold to Mo Feng when they met this time, and the reason why they were not cold was not cold. It was just a brief explanation of the content and precautions of this mission, and there was nothing else to say, as for Leng Ruobing, who was sitting in the passenger seat, he didn't even look at Mo Feng.

Damn, these people under Old Man Qin won't all have this virtue, Yu Chen, Bing Hao, and Leng Ruobing. Coupled with Lei Ming and the cold front of the special bureau who saved Ling Xuexian, they all looked like they were brought out of the freezer.

Thinking about it, Mo Feng couldn't help but shudder, it seemed that it was a very wise choice for him to insist on not joining the national security.

The person to be arrested this time is called Shrek, a middle-aged man from Europe.

Shrek has been running a bar in Silver State for seven or eight years.

According to the information from the staff of the National Security Bureau in the West, this Shrek has a connection with a dark organization in the West, and it is very likely that Shrek knows the inside story of the murder of Mo Feng's father Mo Dongcheng, and it is speculated according to the intelligence. It is possible that Shrek is a peripheral member of the dark organization in the West, or a liaison placed in Huaxia.

Half an hour later, the four of them came to the bar street on Changfeng Road in the western suburbs, the weather was not very good today, the drizzle mixed with snowflakes drifted for a day, and now there is no sign of stopping, in this wet and cold weather, few people are willing to go out. Under the dim street lamps, the entire bar street looks deserted.

Shrek's bar is called Fallen Heaven. The oak door depicts two demons from Western mythology, and the bar has been identified by intelligence as Shrek's hideout.

When the four of them came to the door, Yu Chen kicked the oak door open and walked in first.

Hearing the movement, two men with meaty faces who were sitting at the bar drinking suddenly jumped up from their chairs. The man with a tattoo on his face on the left picked up a chair and scolded Mo Feng and the others: "Damn, what are you, it's not open today, get out of the ...... for Lao Tzu."

"Ahh It should also be this man who memorizes words today. He never expected to encounter several fierce gods and evil gods today.

Before the big man finished swearing, Yu Chen had already flashed forward, and punched the big man in the stomach, accompanied by a terrible scream, the big man flew up in the air like a kite with a broken string, and then slammed into the wall and remained silent.

"Guys, someone's coming to smash our yard, come down and kill them!" Seeing this, a man who followed behind shouted loudly as he retreated.

Almost at the same time, I only heard the noisy footsteps on the stairs on the second floor, and seven or eight young people with dyed hair rushed down the stairs, scolding while waving the iron rods and machetes in their hands to greet Mo Feng and the others.

"Ahh

"Ahh

The gang came and went quickly, and as soon as they rushed in front of the four people, they didn't wait for the pace to slow down and shoot back like cannonballs, and then there were a few loud bangs, and some of the people who were kicked away by Yu Chen and the three smashed on the stairs, and some fell directly into the wine cabinet in the bar, smashing the wine inside, and a smell of wine suddenly spread in the bar.

The bald man with a big spider tattooed on his head was the most unlucky, he felt that Leng Ruobing was a girl easy to deal with, a pair of hands full of black hair just reached Leng Ruobing's chest, only to see a flash of white light in front of him, before he could understand what had happened, he felt that his chest was like a train crashing, spraying blood all the way to the wall next to the door.

Who knew that there happened to be an iron rod about 40 centimeters protruding from the wall on the wall, which should be used to hang a bar sign, the iron rod passed through the chest, blood gushed out like a fountain, and the bald man's body shook violently a few times, his head drooped, and then he was silent.

The 12 bureaus of national security are all people who regard the lives of the wicked as if they were a mustard, and where to start will consider the severity, although the remaining people still have a breath, but they are only one more breath away from death.

This asymmetrical battle lasted only a few seconds, and Mo Feng ended before he could make a move, and the two most seriously injured were all due to Leng Ruobing, and one of them died directly at her hands.

Looking at Leng Ruobing, who was full of frost, Mo Feng's neck shrank, thinking of his attitude towards Leng Ruobing in the morning, not only a cold sweat broke out from his back, but in his eyes he was no longer a delicate beauty, but a Tyrannosaurus rex from ancient times.

When Yu Chen and the three of them were searching in various rooms on the first floor, Mo Feng seemed to sense something, raised his head, and found that at the corner of the stairs on the second floor, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes with a pale face was secretly peeking at him.

"Who the hell are you?" In an office-like room on the second floor, Mo Feng stood at the door, looked at the blonde middle-aged man standing behind the desk, and asked coldly.

There was a reason why Mo Feng asked this, on the energy perception map in his mind, the position corresponding to the middle-aged man was a black point of light, which had never happened before.

"I don't understand what you mean, I'm just an ordinary businessman, you trespass on my property, beat and kill my employees, and I'm going to complain to your Ministry of Foreign Affairs about you." The middle-aged man stroked the blonde hair that was attached to his forehead, and yelled at Mo Feng with a fierce look. (To be continued.) )