Chapter Seventy-Four: Who's Undercover?
Mo Ziqi never thought that ordinary people would have such a strong strength, and it was easy to judge that the monk was using an extremely clever technique. Yirou Kegang has always been a legend in the martial arts world, but this legend really happened in front of Mo Ziqi's eyes.
"Lin Gang ......" The black widow was about to stop drinking, but was immediately stopped by the obese old man next to her. The top of the old man's head is shiny, I don't know if he is bald or shaved bald, and the clothes on his body are also very strange, that is, like Hanfu and monk's robe.
The old man stared at the battle in the field with triangular eyes, and his eyes showed light from time to time, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking, and after a while, the old man gently put his head next to the black widow's pink neck, "He's your person?" โ
"Yes!" The black widow stiffened, but still bowed her head respectfully and said softly, "He was originally a lone wolf's subordinate, he escaped from Huaxia, there is no problem with his identity, and he carried more than a dozen lives in Huaxia. There is nothing wrong with the message of your hometown, you can believe it! โ
The old man nodded silently, "It's amazing that he can tie with Ge Singles!" โ
What the old man didn't know was that the invincible song list in his heart was already shocked at this moment. Is this person a monster? Even if a large part of each attack was defused by himself, even the remaining part was comparable to his full strength. What's more, in the eyes of others, he is all parrying and not fighting back, and he has the style of a master grandmaster, but who knows that he has no chance to fight back at all?
Mo Ziqi's fists seemed to be in a continuous cannon battle, and his hands turned into afterimages faster than the wind. If the world record is the fastest fist speed of five punches in one second, Mo Ziqi's current punch speed is ten punches or even fifteen punches per second, and the world's martial arts are unbreakable!
In less than three minutes, the monk had been beaten so sore that he barely had the strength to fight back. Mo Ziqi also seemed to feel the weakness of the monk, not only did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but also slowed down the pace of the attack.
"Huh? Is he physically exhausted? Wrong! It's just that the speed has slowed down, but the strength has not decreased in the slightest, it can't be the result of a decrease in physical strength! The thoughts in the monk's heart flowed through and instantly judged Mo Ziqi's emptiness and reality.
And Mo Ziqi is also studying what is the strange attack of the monk at the moment? The energy of the concussion can be transmitted through any part of the body to attack the internal organs of the human body. Although this attack is similar to tickling for Mo Ziqi, there is only one person as perverted as Mo Ziqi in the world. Learning it can improve your fighting ability a lot.
The monk's series of attacks were almost touched, and Mo Ziqi invoked the infinite energy in his body to simulate the monk's strength frequency. In order not to be shocking to the world, Mo Ziqi only mobilized one-third of his power. A layer of invisible light came out of the body, and there was a tingling sensation up and down the body, as if it were an electric current.
"Drink!" Mo Ziqi let out a low snort, and punched out a punch in his face. It was like a falling rock falling into the surface of a lake, rippling one ripple after another. Seeing the ferocity of the punch, the monk hurriedly crossed his hands in front of him. With a tap on his toes, he stepped back like a feather.
"Bang!" The muffled sound of hitting the leather came out, and the monk retreated again and again, using a unique unloading technique, and with each step back, the boat board under his feet was stepped out of a shallow footprint. The monk retreated seven or eight steps in a row before he stood firm, and his face became bruised, as if he had changed his face in a Sichuan opera.
"Alright, stop it!" Only then did the old man make a voice, "Good boy, he can actually tie with Ge Dan, Ge Dan is the only master of the Snow Mountain Tantra for thousands of years who has practiced internal strength, and there are no more than five people in the world who can take his three moves......"
"Poofโ"
A sudden sound interrupted the old man's speech, and the old man instantly widened his triangular eyes, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world. In his heart, the invincible song list in the world actually spurted out a mouthful of blood after three seconds of silence.
There is an essential difference between people who practice martial arts and ordinary people who vomit blood, and practicing martial arts is qi and blood. If it weren't for the extremely serious internal injuries, he would never have spurted out a mouthful of sperm blood. The old man who thought the two were tied just now finally understands.
Where is the scene of the fight just now, where is the demeanor of the master of the song list and not fighting back? It's just being pressed and beaten!
"Your Holiness, you've lost the song list!" The monk silently returned to the old man and whispered.
"Lost?" The old man muttered back to this sentence, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable, and the more he pondered, the more frightened he became. Song Shan is the only person who has practiced internal strength for thousands of years, and only the legendary immortal characters have internal strength throughout the ages, but he lost? Could this person be too......
"Dharma King, he is a master of the realm of Baodan!"
The monk's words once again stirred up a monstrous wave in the old man's mind. Hug Dan Realm? Only in the realm of legends? Can he not be afraid of ordinary thermal weapons, and can kill five hundred or thousands of people alone? That heirloom fierce man who is absolutely invincible except for consuming death? Looking at Mo Ziqi's eyes, full of surprise, curiosity, or other inexplicable emotions.
"His Holiness ...... His Holiness ...... He...... He is...... He is an agent of Huaxia...... He's from Huaxia...... Fast...... Kill him quickly......" Liu Xuan, who had been lying on the corpse for a long time, finally came back to his senses, and roared hoarsely at the old man with a hideous face.
"Oh? Really? The old man slowly turned his face and looked at the black widow suspiciously.
"Dharma King, Lin Gang's identity is no problem! I can guarantee that! Black Widow said with a calm face.
"Fart! Black Widow, do you know what you're talking about? You're trying to push our stinger into a place of no return......"
"Lin Gang became Huaxia's wanted criminal five years ago, and five years ago, our Stinger was not noticed by Huaxia. Moreover, the case committed by Lin Gang back then was not small, and the news media materials at that time can still be found now. The black widow said calmly, seemingly talking to Liu Xuan, but it was actually explained to the old man.
"Five years ago, he opened his eyes and said nonsense, and I saw him in a military uniform last year following Yulian. You told me five years ago? โ
Black Widow suddenly laughed, laughing very ironically, gloating.
"Ah Xuan, what are you laughing at?" The old man asked a little unhappily, Mo Ziqi's identity is not the old man's concern, there is always a sign that Huaxia is preparing to attack their stinger, if someone enters the stinger at this time. Then the forces that he has pulled out in the past 20 years will face big trouble.
"Lin Gang put a green hat on Liu Xuan, so ...... You know, Your Holiness! โ
Hearing this, Liu Xuan's face suddenly turned pale. The Black Widow's words directly hit Liu Xuan's weakness, and before leaving, he didn't forget to kill Wang Yulian, and the only thought was that his woman could not be taken away and would destroy her. Now, in front of so many people, the scars were directly lifted again, and Liu Xuan's expression was so exciting.
But it was precisely because Liu Xuan showed such an expression that it confirmed what the black widow said. The old man's face became relaxed, and he looked at Liu Xuan with a slight displeasure. Mo Ziqi's strength just now shocked the old man, such a talent, it is absolutely not enough to have a monk, even if there are ten more, a hundred will not be too much.
"Your Holiness, you have to believe me, I saw it with my own eyes that day in Harbin City. And also...... And ......" The angry Liu Xuan swept over the group of subordinates, "Zhang Zhongmou, you tell him, who is this undercover agent?" โ
Zhang Zhongmou gently tidied up his messy clothes, "Honorable Faking, and the first one, his name is not Lin Gang, his original name is Mo Ziqi, he was still a student at the Harbin Military Engineering Academy when I first met him last year, and he once assisted the police in successfully arresting the three brothers of the Zhang family." Moreover, the sniper sent by the Scorpion Department to kill Zhang Bing also died in the hands of Mo Ziqi. No matter how delicately Huaxia handles it, it is impossible to erase a person's traces cleanly.
I was also present at that time, so I paid special attention to investigate Mo Ziqi. His home was originally in S City, and he was the son of Mo Yu, a well-known local entrepreneur. His Holiness only needs a casual check to confirm his identity! โ
The words cut gold and cut iron, not only the old man, but even the black widow's face became unnatural. On the other hand, Mo Ziqi had a calm face, and he couldn't see what he was thinking in his heart.
The old man glanced at Zhang Zhongmou up and down, did not speak, but slowly took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.
"Hey! It's me...... Check for me if Mo Yu, the entrepreneur in S City, has a son named Mo Ziqi! If so, send me a picture of his son. โ
Liu Xuan saw that the old man really sent someone to investigate, and let out a long breath of turbidity in his heart, staring at Mo Ziqi with an unkind face, revealing a hideous smile, "Boy, you are dead......"
The atmosphere dropped to freezing point in an instant, and no one dared to breathe loudly, staring at the phone in the old man's hand. The torment of waiting did not burn Mo Ziqi's heart, but it drenched the black widow's nervous sweat. Mo Ziqi is her person, and she brought it here. If there is a real problem, she will not be able to escape the blame, and she may not be able to get out of the cruise ship alive.
"Di-Di-" Thirty minutes later, the mobile phone sent another communication page. The old man decisively answered the phone and turned on the speakerphone.
"Say it!"
An old and hoarse voice came, and Mo Ziqi immediately recognized that it was a falsetto. is so cautious when talking to his own people, Mo Ziqi has a new understanding of the tight organization of the stinger.
Mo Yu, an entrepreneur in Huaxia S City, chairman of Tengfei Automobile Park, has recently become one of the top 20 richest people in China due to the injection of funds from well-known automobile companies in various countries.
Family status, wife Lan Xiaodie, is the head of the legal department of Tengfei Auto Park and the legal representative of the company. He has a daughter with Mo Yu, and her mother's surname is Lan Yueqian. He lives in the Dushu Lake villa area.
I researched the official information and sent people to their villa area to ask the neighbors. Mo Yu's family of three often appeared, but no one ever knew that Mo Yu had a son. Mo Yu is a celebrity in the community, and more than 90% of the residents know about this family. Are you sure Moyu has a son? If so, I'll send someone to follow up and investigate. โ
"No, I just wanted to confirm a question. From this day forward, you remain silent and do not act rashly without being instructed to do so! โ
"Roger!"