Chen Mo answered a phone call on the road.

Jiang Dongwei was attacked.

The enemy came suddenly, and the two good players transferred by Fang Changfeng from his hometown in Zhanyang had already gone to Jiangdongwei after cooperating with the big drama of Iron Bull saving beauty. This was Chen Mo's request, although Fang Changfeng was inexplicable, he still spoke very happily, and the two grandchildren naturally took it as a holy decree.

Mo Hongmei said that there are other practitioners around Sima Luo, the manager of the galaxy. And Mo Qinggu's vague position so far also made Chen Mo have to guard against it.

Two groups of people came back and forth, the first one was sitting in a greyhound bus, each with a black marching backpack. The tongue of fire spewed out in the night tore Jiangdongwei Xiaolou into a honeycomb, and the veterans never expected to encounter such a large-scale gun attack in the territory, and all they had in their hands was a throwing stick!

The two Fang family masters swept out of the back window of the small building, broke into the gunners' line in a circle, and just killed a few people, they were intercepted by the second group of raiders.

It was two old men, a man and a woman, and the shot was a dying pulse interceptor. Fang Jia's collapsed mountain palm against the upper vein interception knife, it was actually restrained everywhere, and the scattered firepower strafing at the beginning became fierce again. The gunners, as if aware of the dangers of penetrating deep into the enemy camp, did not rush forward, and the heavy guns with silencers on them rained down a rain of hot bullets. As multiple tear gas canisters were fired into the building, the smoke began to fill the air, and their attack was methodical, apparently waiting to harvest the pieces of raw meat that came into view on their own.

Mo Hongmei's appearance gave the veterans a real chance to fight back, she was like a swallow sweeping out of the darkness, and the firearms were dumb everywhere she passed. Yu Da's roar kicked off the counterattack, they were Chiyi, they were well-deserved jungle soldiers, but now they were pressed by a group of nameless people who relied on their weapon advantage to be pressed into the lime glass on the ground and couldn't even stand up.

Is there anything more shameful?

Liu Er, who lived in a dormitory with Yu Datong, although he had already rolled to the ground when the shooting attack began, was hit by a ricochet and could not afford to be seriously injured. Yu Da not only had red eyes, but the blood all over his body reached the boiling point, and when he rushed out of the courtyard, with the command he shouted, the veterans who had already scattered and climbed out of the courtyard wall waved their arms at the same time, and threw a steel throwing stick towards the tongue of fire.

Thirty meters away, the bayonet is red!

The huge gap that was torn out this time finally made the Gunners' front begin to retreat. And when Sun Si was the first to pick up the firearm that had fallen on the ground, the whole situation had begun to be irreversibly reversed.

It was only at this moment that the remaining gunmen really understood what it meant to play with guns.

Sun Si's hand speed of shooting point by point made them realize that they were not facing people, but ghosts who had come out of the netherworld.

Mo Hongmei was joining forces with the Fang family to fight the two old men's pulse interception knives, fighting farther and farther, and gradually disappeared into the depths of the night.

By the time the police arrived, the raiders had already withdrawn, leaving bodies strewn blank on the ground. The two members of the Fang family were also seriously injured, and Liu Er was sent to the hospital for immediate surgery, and he transfused 4000cc of blood alone, and finally saved his life.

"The little girl of the Mo family kidnapped them, and all the brothers went out to chase after them but didn't catch them!" Shen Dali was furious on the phone, and his voice was hoarse like a broken gong.

Chen Mo knew that Mo Hongmei came to Yancheng again, most likely to see his sister, so he encountered this killing.

Before Fang Tieyi died, the clansmen who lived in the neighborhood had seen a strange man enter the village. Sima Luo can find Fang Tieyi, and naturally he can also find Feng Ziwu's family, this matter must be what he is doing behind the scenes. And the other group of raiders should be from the Xiao family, only they have such strength.

It is no coincidence that these two parties appeared almost simultaneously.

Chen Mo couldn't be sure where the enemy took away Mo Hongmei, thinking of the little girl's lonely life over the years, her quiet demeanor when she called "Brother Chen", and the pride and stubbornness she showed in the battle with Mo Hongqi, he only felt that his temples were jumping suddenly.

"You join forces with the Xiao family?" When Tana asked about chrome slag, Chen Mo, who had already walked to the periphery of the warehouse, was about to turn around and leave.

He had just hung up the phone, planning to hand over the problem here to Fang Changfeng and Tie Niu to solve.

Now there is no need to take a long detour.

"Boom, boom!" Tie Niu's footsteps shook the ground, and those Gumeng men who looked at him rushing towards him already had a panicked look on their faces.

The gunman in the van was raising his firearm and aiming at the iron bull, when suddenly there was a flower in front of him, and there was one more person.

"You belong to the Xiao family?" Chen Mo asked lightly, like an old friend greeting.

"Knowing the Xiao family, you still dare to look for death?!" The nearest gunman smirked and fired, the firearm trembling with recoil, and the silencer let out a dense soft sound, sending bullets into the sky.

His entire head was completely out of shape, and a twisted, murderous expression froze on his face. A few people around him didn't even have time to see what was going on, the two pieces of car window glass had been smashed by Chen Mo, and they were completely shattered. In the strange air explosion, countless glass shards rolled up a blood-colored storm in the carriage in an instant, and these people became a cowhide water bag full of holes on the spot, and fell soft along with the driver.

"O ruined son, what a sin!"

Fang Changfeng sat on the asphalt barrel next to him, shaking his feet to watch the excitement, and at this moment, he couldn't help but feel extremely sad when he saw Chen Mo actually opening his bow left and right to use the "Five Rings to Crack the Sky" to slap the glass.

The Fang family's unique killing move was actually used to use it like this, he felt that even if the old ancestor Fang Donglei could come back to life, he was afraid that he would be so angry that he would die again.

The first person on the Iron Bull's side to make the move was Tana, and at close range, she didn't draw the arrow, but ejected the Iron Tire Bow, and took advantage of the distraction of one person to shoot blatantly, and the bowstring cut the opponent's throat.

Blood splattered, and the man clutched his throat and collapsed, whipped into a frying pan of maggots.

Enraged, Chromium shouted at the three remaining companions and pounced on Tana, who intercepted the Iron Bull.

Even the ancient Mongolian man, who has always been known for his strength and burliness, became a malnourished chicken cub in front of the iron bull. One of them roared and jumped to his feet, slashing with both hands on his knife. Tie Niu didn't pay attention to it at all, grabbed another man beside him, held it down on his arm, picked it up, rubbed it, and threw it away.

This action, which was similar to washing rags, shattered seventy percent of the bones of the person who was caught. The big man who jumped up in front had already slashed the fast knife and hit the top door of the iron bull, but the crisp sound of cutting watermelon in the imagination did not appear. When the good waist knife that has been tempered for thousands of years is broken into two, the big man's feet have not yet landed, and the person is still in the air, and he was stunned to see that Tie Niu's bald head did not even have a white mark, and the first half of the broken knife body flew over his ears with a "whoosh", and the hair fell down at every strand of hair, and the cold chill rose rapidly along the vertebrae at the same time.

He really should have switched careers to become a high jumper, but the current feat of trying to break free from the earth's gravity will not bring any awards and accolades. Tie Niu imitated Chen Mo's punching movements, and had already swung out his casserole-sized fist, hitting the person in the face.

The scene of the hammer hitting the egg made the third person almost vomit, and he hunched his back and stepped back step by step, his eyes full of fear. Iron Bull looked at him, a little hesitant, not knowing whether to continue to move. At this time, the other party rushed forward suddenly, and the expression on his face completely turned ferocious, and he stabbed Tie Niu in the navel.

Hard qigong has a cover door, which is generally not in the lower body, but in soft parts such as the navel and throat. This man made a desperate gamble, and with all his might, his strength and speed had risen to the limit that would normally be unattainable.

Seeing that the tip of the knife was about to pierce the flesh, his footsteps suddenly staggered to the side, and after a few steps, he finally fell, and a stream of bloody arrows flew out from the side of his neck.

Iron Bull stared blankly at the position of the van.

"Don't be soft next time." Chen Mo looked at the firearm in his hand with a strange expression. This was the first time he had played with a gun, and although it wasn't aimed at the man's neck at all, he finally missed the iron bull, which was also a consolation prize.

Over there, Tana had already pressed the chrome slag wood to an absolute disadvantage, Tie Niu glanced at it a few times, strode towards Chen Mo, and stretched out his hand from afar, "My brother, play with me......"

At this moment, the roar of the truck came, and Tie Niu was stunned and looked at the way he came.

Tana threw an arrow and shot Hai Dongqing from the sky to scatter her feathers, hit the lower abdomen of Chrome Wood with the tail of her longbow, knocked him down, stepped on him, and turned her head.

Dozens of soldiers without epaulettes jumped out of the truck, lined up in a fan-shaped shape far away, raising semi-automatic rifles. The officer at the head also removed his rank mark and shouted: "Listen to my command, those who resist will be killed!" ”

A bolt sounded, the officer waved his hand, and several soldiers ran forward to escort Chen Mo and the others away.

They were quickly thrown back.

"You're killing yourself!" The officer's face turned pale.

"What have we done, we are going to be killed? If you want to arrest someone, can you show me the documents? Chen Mo spoke calmly.

What answered him was a row of guns, and the blue mist rose in the air, and he really wanted to kill him!

However, Chen Mo stood upright, not even a single hair. All the soldiers who fired were stunned, looking at the slowly flying warheads that were spinning in the air, and they couldn't be sure if they were dreaming.

Fang Changfeng's hands are pushing in a slow and strange rhythm, like Tai Chi pushing hands, but the movements are more feminine and long.

Collapse the mountain palm, the big Qiankun style.

With Fang Changfeng's pusher movement, the flight speed of those warheads became slower and slower, and their rotation became slower and slower, and finally froze in mid-air, supported by an invisible force field, as if wrapped in solid ice.

At this moment, the entire airflow in the warehouse area was driven by this short old man alone, and the whirlwind gradually generated around him, sweeping away the debris on the ground. He is still wearing that extremely funny hip-hop costume, his beard is braided into pigtails, and he doesn't have the slightest master's momentum no matter how he looks at it.

But his gaze had changed completely, and it was impossible to force his gaze.

The bullet fell to the ground, and when he walked past those stone-like armed men with Chen Mo and the others, Fang Changfeng patted the holster on the officer's waist and smiled.

"Foreign guns?"

(To be continued)