When Mu Wenhao woke up, the dazzling light pierced him slightly dizzy, he wanted to reach out and rub his eyes, but found that his hands couldn't move, he opened his eyes and looked at his body, his upper body was tied with thick ropes, circle by circle, like being entangled by the goose yellow python brought by the Indian snake king.

His hands were clasped back, feeling that his wrists were pierced to death, he gathered his dantian, secretly lucked his internal strength, and wanted to break free from the rope, but it was useless, this rope was extremely tough, although it was not a steel wire material, but it looked like a climbing rope made of Dupont silk material.

"Brother Cheng, this bastard boy has woken up!"

A familiar voice came, Mu Wenhao remembered that it was the voice of the middle-aged man who was chased by his son on Baiyun Mountain, that scene reappeared in his mind, he didn't need to look at him to know that he had fallen into the clutches of the devil at this time, and the word "Brother Cheng" also showed that he had fallen into Shao Xingcheng's way. This trick fully shows the cunning of the old fox, taking advantage of the weakness of the sympathy of the surname, combining the virtual and the real, and the sound is going on, and it makes people wonder what's going on.

Mu Wenhao was lying on the ground at this time, only a wall was in sight, but his feet were not tied, he turned over slightly, stood up, and found that this was a hall, the ceiling was illuminated with a ceiling, the bricks were as bright as a mirror, the door was open, and the beautiful rockery garden pond in the courtyard could be seen, and the flowers and plants were bonsai.

He turned his eyes to the right and saw three familiar faces, Shao Xingcheng, Ba Song, the middle-aged man from Baiyun Mountain, and three completely unfamiliar faces, with unrecognizable faces, estimated to be the bastard leaders under Shao Xingcheng.

"Bastard, don't kneel down when you see Brother Cheng!"

The middle-aged man of Baiyun Mountain, Lao Yang, shouted angrily at Mu Wenhao, his tone was like that of a eunuch in the ancient palace, obviously he also regarded Shao Xingcheng as his saint, and asked others to kneel down first, as respect.

Mu Wenhao's feet were not tied, on the one hand, so that he could walk, and on the other hand, so that he could kneel.

Mu Wenhao didn't seem to hear him, looked at Shao Xingcheng who was sitting on the Taishi chair in the middle hall, and then looked at Ba Song, who was standing next to the Taishi's chair as calm as a statue, and suddenly smiled out of place.

Because he found that Shao Xingcheng and Ba Song's faces were very similar, looking like two fathers and sons, but Ba Song's surname Ba was obviously not Shao Xingcheng's son, and he had an exotic form and god, a strange thought suddenly flashed in his mind: Could it be that Ba Song is hybrid, mixed with the blood of two men?

So, he smiled.

It stands to reason that he is in danger now, how can he have the heart to think about these nonsensical things, but Mu Wenhao's heart is very calm at the moment, there is no nervousness, no fear, and he seems to have forgotten that he was tied up as a hairy crab, so he can laugh.

However, Mu Wenhao's smile was extremely lethal, and everyone present reacted.

Shao Xingcheng leaned back when he saw his smile, which could be regarded as a smile and leaning into the "city". After this stunned, Shao Xingcheng patted the chair and laughed, laughing a little exaggeratedly, and his voice echoed in the hall very harshly, and then he stopped laughing, and said sarcastically and appreciatively: "Brother Mu is so generous, he can still laugh at this time, no wonder Hong Haotian is afraid of you, today I Shao Xingcheng can be regarded as knowledge!" ”

Lao Yang is the person who reacts the most to Mu Wenhao's laughter, in order to catch Mu Wenhao, he has eaten a lot of fists and sticks, and he wanted to take the opportunity to rectify this kid, but under his own roar, this kid not only did not kneel, but showed a contemptuous smile, he was already so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

"You bastard, I see that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin, kneel down for me!"

Lao Yang endured and waited for Shao Xingcheng's words to finish, and walked towards Mu Wenhao angrily, saying as he walked, the four words "kneel down for me" were carried out at the same time as the kick he kicked, and after the voice was finished, the toes had already kicked heavily on Mu Wenhao's knees.

"Smack!"

Mu Wenhao did not kick and kneel, but raised his left foot and kicked Lao Yang away, the force was not too great, the kick hit the chest, flew backwards for a meter and then fell, coughed a few times, spit out a mouthful of turbid blood, staining the white jade bricks red.

"What a crazy boy!"

Seeing that Mu Wenhao dared to hurt people in such a situation, Shao Xingcheng was furious and stood on the chair, this kid was obviously challenging his authority, just ask who dared to be arrogant in front of him all these years.

"Zhu San, chop off his feet for me, last time a brother's feet in Bingcheng broke him, let's settle this account first."

Shao Xingcheng waved his hand to a blue-faced man with a sharp knife on his right, and sat back in the master's chair, with a cold look on his face.

"Okay, I see if his feet are fast, or if I am fast with Zhu San's knife!"

The blue-faced man known as Zhu San stepped out and walked slowly towards Mu Wenhao, suddenly, he accelerated all of a sudden, like an arrow off the string, and with a flash of the knife, he slashed Mu Wenhao straight down. This knife is indeed very fast, the light and shadow flashed, and the knife had arrived in front of Mu Wenhao, obviously a master with a knife.

At this time, Mu Wenhao made a move that everyone didn't expect, and suddenly knelt with his feet bent on his knees, this action can be said to be extremely stupid, because Zhu San cut Mu Wenhao's thighs above the knees, so that kneeling with his feet can indeed avoid the blade, but he pushed his chest forward, and changed his feet with his front waist, and everyone knows the consequences, either he will be cut off by the waist or he will be disemboweled.

Isn't this suicide?

When everyone saw this scene, they all smiled the same as when they saw Mu Wenhao just now, their faces changed, Shao Xingcheng was a little disappointed, he wanted to slowly brew and torture him, but he solved it with this knife, how disappointing. He couldn't help but turn his face away, in recent years, bloody things have been done by his subordinates, and he has seen less of this kind of scene of flesh and blood flying or liver and intestines all over the ground.

Zhu San was also deterred by Mu Wenhao's move, he wanted to put away the knife but it was too late, he understood what Shao Xingcheng meant, he had to destroy this kid first, he didn't want this guy to die too comfortably, but this knife definitely killed his soul. During this hesitation, Zhu San's strength also weakened a little, and the blade slashed at the middle of Mu Wenhao's front waist.

"Phew!"

The rope on Mu Wenhao's waist was first broken under the sharp blade, and then cut through the jet-black shirt, but Zhu San suddenly felt that the blade encountered a strong resistance, and instead of cutting it along the waist, it was blocked and slid towards Mu Wenhao's front abdomen, and then cut a rope and cut it completely empty.

Mu Wenhao was not cut off by the waist, nor was he disemboweled, not even half a drop of blood flowed out, except for the black coat that was torn, a rope had fallen from under his body, like a pile of dead snakes.

Zhu San was stunned, staring at Mu Wenhao's torn clothes on his waist, he saw that there seemed to be a white mark on a leather coat inside, the white mark was very shallow, if he didn't stand close, he probably wouldn't be able to see it. He probably understood at this time that this guy was not cut off, and the problem was in this leather coat.

"What a tough leather coat!"

Zhu San sighed secretly, although the knife in his hand did not dare to say that it was as sharp as clay, but it was made by a famous craftsman, it was extremely sharp, and a big stone could cut out a smooth section, but it could only scratch a shallow mark on this leather coat.

And just when he was stunned, Mu Wenhao had already rolled on the spot and swept his calf with a kick. The power of Mu Wenhao's kick was very great, and he directly swept him to the ground, and Zhu San, who fell to the ground, wanted to knife again, but before his knife was raised, Mu Wenhao had already stepped on his wrist, and Zhu San screamed in pain and the knife fell to the ground with a loud sound.

"Ba Song, quick, catch ...... Catch this bastard! ”

Shao Xingcheng, who felt strange, turned his face and saw that Mu Wenhao was not only not hacked to death, but kicked down Zhu San, his face changed greatly, and he shouted a little stammered Ba Song to make a move, in fact, he didn't need to shout, Ba Song had already jumped out, everything that happened just now was completed in a lightning flash, Rao is master was a little shocked.

Although the rope on Mu Wenhao's body fell away, the rope on his hands was still there, and after sweeping down Zhu San, he was busy squatting and wanted to cut the rope in his hand with the help of Zhu San's sharp knife, but unfortunately, he had just scratched on the blade, and at this time, Ba Song, who was like Mount Tai's top, was already standing in front of him, and smashed his fist to his head, and the wind was piercing.

Mu Wenhao didn't have the hands to deal with it, and squatted, so he had to risk being cut off by a sharp knife, and rolled backwards, very embarrassed, but fortunately avoided the punch and quickly stood up.

Ba Song's martial arts Mu Wenhao has been taught, and he is obviously slightly inferior to himself in the last confrontation, although he has improved his acupoint skills after this period of time, but he may not be able to fight him, don't fight him with both hands now, forget it!

So Mu Wenhao decided to use the last of the thirty-six strategies in Sun Tzu's Art of War, go!

However, Ba Song seemed to have expected that Mu Wenhao wanted to leave, and he had already flown to guard the door, and his body was very fast, and it seemed to be on par with his own Seven Shadow Steps.

"You can't let him go, you have to leave him behind!"

Shao Xingcheng was no longer calm, he stood up and pointed at Mu Wenhao, with anger in his voice, two men had already taken out their pistols and pointed at Mu Wenhao, but Ba Song was at the door, they were afraid of injuring him by mistake, so they didn't dare to shoot.

"Boy, you can't escape, suffer death!"

Ba Song finally said a word, as if in response to Shao Xingcheng's words just now, when the words fell, he had already taken two steps forward, and his fierce fists swept out, like a tiger and leopard descending the mountain, tangible and spiritual. Mu Wenhao could only dodge with seven shadow steps, and there was a chance to knock down Ba Song once in the dodge, but unfortunately his hands couldn't be used.

"Phew!"

Mu Wenhao was anxious, raised his hands upward, struggled left and right, and the rope in his hand was finally broken, and it was estimated that he had been cut twice by a sharp knife just now.

After the hands were freed, Mu Wenhao was like a wild horse that had escaped, and suddenly cheered up, seeing Ba Song's fist again, he raised his fist to greet him, and the sound sounded, Ba Song took two steps back, Mu Wenhao almost fell, and his body suddenly churned, obviously still at a disadvantage.

"Mother, is my Mu Wenhao really going to die here today?"

Mu Wenhao secretly complained, this guy alone can't deal with it, not to mention that there are two guns behind him, how to get out of the trap! (To be continued.) )