The sandman froze in place.

Several of Wang Desheng's apprentices looked at each other, and directly broke through the door and rushed out of the house, but when they got outside, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no movement back.

Sharen Tu's legs and feet were already a little weak, but seeing Wang Desheng's stable appearance as Mount Tai, he somewhat settled down, walked to the desk and quickly dialed a phone number.

Chen Mo walked into the room with a calm expression, like an old friend who came to visit. The men didn't follow, they were still silent, as if they had been swallowed up by the darkness outside.

"You dare to show up!" Sharen Tu looked at those bottomless black eyes, and his voice became extremely sharp, "Xiao Dingshen's case has not been closed to this day, do you think you can go away when you come back this time?" ”

"It's my business whether I can leave or not."

Chen Mo's return to China this time, including his contact with the high-level political axe and various appearances, did not wear the special mask of the white-headed man, and he completely showed his true face. The precise evasion of the camera allows for almost zero shots that successfully capture a close-up of his front. Now seeing that Sharen Tu was really still making a fuss about Xiao Dingshen's death, he couldn't help but sneer.

When the chief of staff of the Second Department of the General Staff personally picked up the wind for Chen Mo, he had already called the top leader of the Ministry of Public Security, and greeted him with a glare: "This young man is our person, don't say a Xiao Dingshen, even if he destroys all the eight local tyrant families, you have to help him collect the corpse!" ”

This is the case with soldiers, who are vigorous and neat. Compared with the 23rd round, Chen Mo felt that the current General Staff Department II was more in tune.

Sharen Tu obviously thought that Chen Mo was still the reckless boy who only knew how to play with his life, and sneered, "Elder Wang, let me introduce you, this is the leader of Jiang Dongwei, Chen Mo." ”

"It's been a long time." Wang Desheng grinned without smiling, "I heard that you picked the Xiao family alone and killed Xiao Dingshen, and you are really a hero out of a young man." ”

Chen Mo was like air, and walked over to help Mo Hongqi, "Brother Qi, I'm late to come back." ”

Mo Hongqi was speechless under his serious injury, staring at him, his eyes burst, and drops of blood fell to the ground, shaking his head desperately.

Chen Mo gritted his teeth and helped him to sit down on the empty sofa, and found that his vital signs were quite stable, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "You rest for a while, and we'll leave immediately." ”

"Let's go?" The sandman slaughtered, "There is Wang Lao here, can you leave!" ”

He had already discovered that since Chen Mo appeared, Mo Hongqi, who was dying, was like being injected with a heart booster, and the light in his eyes was surprisingly bright. This is the reason why Jiangdongwei has been supported to this day? Can the so-called brotherhood really be eaten? Or does the surname Mo think he is saved?

There were too many answers to choose from, and Sandman Tu couldn't find the one that could convince him. He just thinks it's funny, these hillbillies who can't even weigh themselves always like to stage this kind of tear-jerking drama that you save me and I save you, but they don't understand the truth that the strong don't need to be rescued at all.

They are too weak and stupid.

"When I came, I was going to visit your daughter. When I think about it later, it doesn't seem to be much fun to do it all the time. Your daughter has now moved to Yuxi Road, and I don't know much about it, so I'll just come here. Chen Mo said lightly.

In the face of the first counterattack, the face of the sandman Tu had changed, and he almost collapsed on the spot.

With the experience of the past, Sha Rentu realized that his mansion might not be safe, so he sent Sha Qianjin to a secret residence on Yuxi Road on the outskirts of the city. Except for the subordinates who can really be called henchmen, no one else knows about it. Now Chen Mo has just come back, but he casually reported the address.

He even seemed concerned and friendly when he mentioned Sha Qianjin, living like a tormenting demon.

"Is Wang Lao?" Chen Mo looked at Wang Desheng and asked politely.

Wang Desheng naturally knew that a few apprentices were broken, but this did not affect his self-confidence, "I am the king of Wufeng Mountain, why, have you heard of my old man's name?" ”

Chen Mo shook his head, his expression did not change, "You kneel down now, I can consider letting you die a decent death." ”

"Did you hear what he just said?" Wang Desheng scratched his ears and asked the sandman Tu.

The sandman was laughing, half out of fear, half out of anger. He himself is also a practitioner, and secretly estimated that if he joined forces with Wang Desheng, even the two Chen Mo might not be able to get out alive. He's eager to try it now, and he's a little impatient.

"Young man, what did you just say? Say it again, come and hear about it? Wang Desheng looked at Chen Mo this time.

"I say, you get down on your knees now, and I can consider letting you die a decent death." Chen Mo repeated.

"Hehe......"

"Haha......"

Wang Desheng and Sharen Tu laughed at the same time, and when the ridicule in his eyes reached its peak, the sofa where Wang Desheng was sitting suddenly fell backwards, and he had rushed straight out.

The white-haired old man had turned into a devouring leopard at this moment, and even a real leopard probably wouldn't have the agility and speed to match him. In the process of rapid sprinting, the Tongjian Fist had already pulled out seven or eight remnants of arms, making him look as if he was carrying Tianwei.

All of these fierce and perfect movements were instantly ended by Chen Mo's fist. Wang Desheng had an obvious look of astonishment on his face, and then the whole person seemed to have been hit by a locomotive, and flew straight backwards in the clouds, embedded in the wall ten meters away, and became a strangely shaped tack.

In fact, he was headless, and his entire head exploded into a giant salute flower after being hit, scattered evenly over the small half of the luxurious office, and the carpet was all painted red.

Sharen Tu was speechless, and he didn't cooperate as he imagined to solve Chen Mo together.

It's not a battle he'll be able to meddle in, and it's not an outcome he's been able to imagine.

The deputy hall master of the Battle Demon Hall was victorious, and the entire robe gang was a famous figure. Now Chen Mo only used one punch, and he didn't look like he had gone all out, so he turned him into a dead man.

The Sandman found that in the face of this terrifying force, everything he relied on was still no different from garbage. He hated the feeling, but found that courage passed faster.

"Why are you dealing with Jiang Dongwei? It's obviously more than worth the loss, and I don't think it looks like your style. Chen Mo asked.

"If you become a king or lose a king, you will die if I say it, so it's better to die hard." The Sand Man Slaughter is waiting for that call to take effect, as long as the reinforcements arrive, today may not be his own catastrophe.

"Oh, actually, I want to tell you. Even if you don't say it, sooner or later someone else will say it. Chen Mo smiled, "So I promised you, let you die hard." ”

The moment Sand Man Tu smashed through the floor-to-ceiling window and was thrown out of the tall building, he looked at the dark street below in disbelief, and felt the greatest despair and suffocation in the process of falling.

I'm just dead? Died at the hands of a brave and ruthless little deflated three?

The sandman peed his pants, and after a few seconds, the sound of his abdomen bursting was like a drum beating in the street, and it was also like the dull tail tune of the life of a wealthy family.

(To be continued)