Zhao Qiuming said in a deep voice:

"If you can't beat it, you will say that you are not qualified, forcibly pretending will not make people think that you are smart, a fool is such a statement as you! You"

"I am a man who has the virtue of a good life, and I don't like to kill."

"I also have a specific plan for dealing with this matter today."

"The surname is Mo, you cut off your hands and feet, and then the two of them will serve our three brothers well for one night, and this matter will be settled."

"I promise, none of you will die!"

Zhao Qiuming's face was hideous and greedily pointed at Yun Miao and Ning Mange.

Ning Mange took a step back worriedly.

Yun Miao protected her: "Don't be afraid. ”

"Hmm."

Ning Mange nodded, his eyes flickering with unease.

Mo Hong didn't speak, just calmly looked at Zhao Qiuming with a pair of indifferent eyes.

He likes to give people a little time to struggle before dying.

Three minutes is the best time that has been tested countless times.

Zhao Qiuming couldn't help but be angry when he saw Mo Hong's calm and unhurried appearance.

This kid's eyes are like looking at a fool.

"Old devil, you go, cut off one of his hands first, and make it red." Zhao Qiuming said ruthlessly.

"Yes."

A man in black stepped out of the crowd.

He looked like he was thirty years old, his muscular body full of explosive power.

His face was pitted and chilling to look at.

His eyes were cold, and it was difficult to hide his true killer temperament.

He is the most famous mercenary warrior in the southeast of Asia, the old devil.

Zhao, Wan, and Duan all looked at the old demon with some excitement.

Among the fifteen masters that the Seventh Master lent them today, the old demon was definitely the strongest.

His resume is even more glorious.

His skills are unparalleled.

In the black boxing market on the west coast of the United States, he defeated the kings of major martial arts and won the gold belt. He also had the blood of an elite soldier in his hands, and took off the head of a mysterious soldier, easily and leisurely, without much effort.

If we say, killing, is an art.

The Old Devil is such an art itself!

It is precisely because of such a powerful reliance of the old devil that Zhao, Wan, and Duan dare to appear together, and they dare to have no fear.

The old demon stood three meters in front of Mo Hong, and glanced at him, his eyes were full of indifference and contempt.

The old devil spoke:

"There are many people who have said that they are not qualified to be killed by me."

"These people undoubtedly stole my lines."

"Honestly, killing you won't give me pleasure. Instead, it would be a shame on my killing career. ”

"In order to prevent my reputation from being ruined...... I will give you three shots."

"After three times, I will make a move and send you back to the West. - Please! ”

The old devil made a "please" gesture.

"Hmm."

Mo Hong nodded and walked over to the old demon.

Half a meter position.

Mo Hong raised his hand, turned his palm into a blade, and stabbed the old devil in the heart.

Seems to be extremely slow.

However, at this moment, the old demon seemed to be suppressed by some irresistible strange force, so that the spirit had already reacted, but the body was strongly delayed.

By the time he was able to cut off Hu Mohong's hand, Mohong had already reached his heart.

"What kind of kung fu, such an evil sect?"

The old devil secretly screamed badly.

The heart said that the first move of this surnamed Mo was to repel himself.

Sure enough, I have some ability.

However.

What he was waiting for was not the kind of pain that would not hurt the root of the repulsion, but the heart-rending pain.

"Ah——!!h

I couldn't help but scream.

The old devil looked down, and was so shocked that he almost collapsed.

Saw.

Mo Hong's hand was really like a blade, piercing into his heart chamber, shattering his heart bones, and then cutting into his heart......

"You, you ......"

My heart was pounding.

The old devil found that he was not bleeding profusely, and his heart was still beating safely. Although the sharp pain haunted the depths of his soul.

However, this visual impact, as well as immeasurable damage, made his arrogance just now disappear.

The fear that was supposed to be given to Mo Hong was now transferred to himself.

The faces of the people around him have changed suddenly.

When the fourteen people saw this scene, their hearts that were about to be eager to try suddenly sank.

Zhao Qiuming, Wan Gang, and Duan Shiyong couldn't help but take a few steps back, looking at what happened to the old devil with a pale face.

As for Liu Chongmei and An Yiran, their legs were completely weak.

Is this still human?

It's not, it's definitely not......

Especially An Yiran, seeing that the momentum is wrong, hope is extinguished, and his mentality is about to collapse.

What to do?

How can I survive?

An Yiran was anxious.

This second.

Even Yun Miao looked at Mo Hong in horror.

This, what kind of means is this?

Unexpectedly, he turned his hand into a knife and stabbed into someone else's heart??

The heart cavity is not strong, and the boulder will shatter when it hits.

It is said to be strong, but the hand of man cannot easily break it no matter what.

This young marshal, the force value is really strong for a generation of young marshals.

No wonder......

Master would be so fond of him.

Yun Miao was deeply shocked.

And, what shocked her even more, appeared......

Everyone saw that Mo Hong, who had a calm face as if he was drinking tea, took out his right hand from the old demon's heart......

"Ahh

The old devil continued to scream, but he didn't dare to move.

I only saw that the hand that Mo Hong took out, the heart that involved countless blood vessels, was exposed to the air, and it was beating violently in shock.

"Is this your heart?"

Mo Hong asked.

"Yes, it's mine, it's my ......"

The old devil's eyes were bloodshot as he watched his heart being pinched by Mo Hong, and his soul seemed to be shaking violently and trembling.

"Master, master spare life, master spare life."

The old devil knows better than anyone that as long as Mo Hong exerts a little force, his heart is broken, and the Da Luo Immortal will not be able to save himself.

The heart is a dead end.

"Don't want to die?" Mo Hong sneered and pointed at Zhao Qiuming, Wan Gang, Duan Shiyong, and the fourteen people behind the old demon: "Okay." Take action on my behalf and kill them!! ”

This......

Zhao Qiuming and others were shocked.

"Okay."

The old demon gritted his teeth and nodded.

Mo Hong, as he wished, stuffed his heart back into his heart chamber.

It hurts.

It still hurts.

Even the old demon himself was not sure if his violent exertion of killing everyone behind him would cause the shattered heart bones to burst the heart, causing blood to gush out wildly and kill him on the spot.

However, he had no choice.

When he turned around, his whole body was weak, but he had to wipe his right hand around his waist with his spirits and strength.

Suddenly, a short thorn appeared in the old demon's right hand.

The first thing he looked at was Zhao Qiuming.

"I'm sorry guys!"

The old demon's expression sank and he rushed forward.

Everyone blocking the door scolded their mother.

If you say you're sorry, you're going to kill someone?

, crazy, crazy.

Mo Hong calculated the time, and three minutes was just right.

So, sit down, enjoy tea, and watch, it's so comfortable.

Now.

Zhao, Wan, Duan, and those fourteen people, whoever dares to stand here is a fool who doesn't want to die.

Fourteen men turned and ran.

Although they are very strong, compared to the old devils, they are not of an order of magnitude at all.

Even if the old devil is seriously injured now, it is still a beast!

Zhao, Wan, and Duan were blocked at the door, unable to get out, and tears were about to fall.

As for Liu Chongmei and An Yiran, who didn't dare to run out at all, they were even more at a loss, trying their best to find other ways to live on the edge of fear.

"Die!"

At this time, the old demon had already arrived in front of Zhao Qiuming's eyes, and he couldn't match it.

"Lao Wan!"

Zhao Qiuming was shocked and shouted, attracting Wan Gang's attention.

Then, at this moment, he stretched out his hands to Wan Gang and pushed him towards the old demon behind him.

"Zhao Qiuming, you, you ......"

Wan Gang looked at Zhao Qiuming with jealousy, he couldn't control his body at all, and finally before he could finish speaking, a miserable scream came.

"Ahh

Then, Wan Gang's throat was torn apart with a large blood basin, and he fell to the ground with a bang, and after a few convulsions, he fell into a pool of blood and died.

"Ah......, run, run, run......, run......"

Someone shouted.

Duan Shiyong is running fast now and has already gotten into the car.

Three cars, already started.

Five people were unable to get on the bus, including Zhao Qiuming.

However, apparently the driver could no longer care about anything else, and drove away.

The old demon endured the pain, and suddenly jumped up, and the three short stabs in his hand came out at the same time, throwing them with a magical means.

The short stab pierced the fuel tanks of three cars.

"Boom!"

Almost at the same time, three cars exploded in an instant.

It's not so easy to make a car explode.

However, the old devil did it, and this is not the first time he has done it.

Of the remaining five people, three were swept into the flames and were immediately blown away, covered in flames.

There were also a few "fire men" in the car, but they struggled and fell to the ground in a few clicks, never to be heard again.

Poof.

Zhao Qiuming suddenly knelt down and looked at the old devil: "Old devil, let me go!" You also run away with me. Now we run, and the inside can't catch up with us......"

"Die."

The old devil is extremely cruel and decisive.

The fourth spur rose in his hand and fell.

"No!"

Zhao Qiuming hurriedly went to get the gun on his body.

However, his movements were too slow......

Before he could even scream, Zhao Qiuming's head flew up, blood spilled all over the sky, and his body was separated!

As for the remaining man in black, he can only fight with the old devil.

But.

He was not the old devil's opponent at all, the old devil just threw out the short thorn in his hand, and the last man in black was also killed on the spot.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The sound of clapping.

Mo Hong stood at the door, applauding the old devil.

Because, he saw his own shadow from the old devil's body.

Ruthless and ferocious.

This old devil deserves to be a master.

"Master, can you let me go to the hospital?"

The old devil's heartbeat is very unstable now, and the sharp pain in his heart and the pain of breaking his heart bones are constantly stimulating his nerves.

Mo Hong bowed slightly: "You go." ”

"Thank you, Master!"

The old devil bowed slightly, and walked towards the road.

Until he reached the highway, the old demon was even surprised.

Why, this Mo Hong will really let himself go??

After hesitation, he decided to intercept a car.

The most important thing is to keep yourself from dying first.

Yun Miao came out at this time: "Young marshal, you just let him go?" What if, he finds someone? ”

Mo Hong said: "Do you think that if you kill this group of people, how can the person behind him sit idly by?" ”

"So, you deliberately asked him to go back and report the news?" Yun Miao said.

"Not exactly. Maybe he'll come back to us? Mo Hong said mysteriously.

"......" Yun Miao didn't quite understand.

What kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of the young marshal?

"Ah——!!h

Suddenly.

In the front yard, Ning Mange heard an exclamation.

…………