Wang Mo shrank on the side of the Somanian maglev car, panting violently, his short black hair was wet with sweat, his bangs were tightly pressed against his forehead, his left hand was constantly trembling, and his right hand holding the portable energy cannon was also trembling slightly.

There was a deep fear in his eyes, but he couldn't see the panic, only the calmness that was forcibly suppressed, he forgot when he had become accustomed to suppressing negative emotions in his heart, and the valuable limousine he was leaning on was already full of holes.

Wang Mo lowered his head, looked at the energy value of the weapon in his hand, and couldn't help but curse secretly, the energy gauge that was originally full now only had enough energy for two shells.

"Looks like it's the end of it." The young man leaned back, slumped against the body of the Somanian car, and gently lowered the weapon in his hand, a wry smile appeared on his delicate face.

Of course, he knew who arranged this thrilling assassination - and it could only be his biggest opponent in "The Legend of Calando", directed by the dragon soul, in "The Legend of Calando", he couldn't clean himself up, in reality, Wang Mo's father, Wang Zhen, the president of the Tianwang Group, was firmly protecting him in Baidao, so if you want to clean up Wang Mo, there is only one way to assassinate.

But Wang Mo didn't expect Dragon Soul to be so extreme, and at the risk of violating federal laws, he hired a killer group to deal with him, and took advantage of his good mood to go out to play today, and blocked him in the suburbs.

Wang Mo is not a vegetarian, after the age of 22, his physical fitness has been raised to a fairly strong level under the coercion and support of his father, and there is still some room for maneuver to deal with these killers, but the other party is too much, and his two bodyguards have been killed.

Wang Mo looked around, there were no people in the wilderness at all, it seemed that today was really going to be over.

At this moment, a series of energy beams suddenly sounded in Wang Mo's ears tearing through the air, and he was almost stunned for a long time before he suddenly discovered the source of this sound - since there are still people fighting with the killers, then they must be here to save themselves, he feels that if he can go back this time, he must fund a large amount of money for the Federation's advanced satellite project, and there is no doubt that the satellite hologram transmitted the news of his assassination to his father's ears, and then someone came to save him.

But Wang Mo himself was cautious, he didn't dare to poke his head out rashly, he just clenched the weapon in his hand and waited for the exchange of fire to continue outside, he believed that the mercenary force secretly cultivated by the Tianwang Group would not be worse than these killers.

The roar of the energy weapon rang out continuously, but it only lasted for a fairly short period of time before it ended, and when the gunfire gradually began to weaken, a voice shouted loudly.

"Xiao Mo! Where are you? I'm Uncle Yang! The familiar voice came into Wang Mo's ears, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, Wang Mo shook his shirt and found that he had been soaked in sweat unconsciously.

Uncle Yang's real name is Yang Tianhe, he is the head of the bodyguard specially assigned to him by Wang Mo's father Wang Zhen, in his fifties, it is said that he was a senior general in the army before retiring, and later because he received the favor of Wang Mo's father, he was willing to retire to be Wang Mo's bodyguard, he was very good, and he was very respected by Wang Mo.

He moved his legs, calmed down, and stood up from behind the Somanian car with a smile, since Uncle Yang is here, then the situation must have been controlled.

Uncle Yang's figure in a gray tunics appeared in front of Wang Mo's eyes - he still remembered that Yang Tianhe had a soft spot for this kind of ancient clothes, Wang Mo smiled at him, raised his hand to say hello.

However, an invisible beam of energy suddenly tore through the air, Wang Mo's smile froze on his face, blood gradually overflowed from the corners of his mouth, he trembled and lowered his head, spit out a large mouthful of blood, and looked at his heart, where the flesh and clothes were gone, and some were just a pitch-black hollow.

Consciousness quickly blurred, Wang Mo just lost consciousness in the next second, his body collapsed to the ground softly, and the bright red blood flowed like the most bewitching flowers, soaking the land in the suburbs.

"Xiao Mo!" Yang Tianhe's eyes turned red for a moment, he clenched his fists in disbelief as the young man fell in a pool of blood, his face flushed and let out a deafening roar, he dropped the body of a killer in his hand, and rushed over like a whirlwind.

Yang Tianhe grew up watching Wang Mo since he was a child, and his son Yang Tianfei and Wang Mo were playmates from childhood to adulthood, although he was nominally Wang Mo's bodyguard and his status was not high, but in fact he was an elder respected by Wang Mo in his heart, for Wang Mo, a child who has been smart since he was a child, he almost regarded him as the most painful relative like his son.

Yang Tian and the bodyguards behind him looked at each other, and they couldn't bear to watch Wang Mo collapse to the ground softly, the hand holding the gun trembled slightly, and they were also a little incredulous that the usually calm and intelligent young master who treated people like this just left.

In a dense jungle in the distance, a killer whose whole body was rendered as a protective color by the light wave equipment buried his head slightly, holding a long energy sniper cannon in his hand, just now he saw the young man fall under the gun, and couldn't help but show a smug smile, this operation only left him alone, so he can swallow the high reward alone, thinking of this, he was slightly excited, the money was enough for him to live a luxurious life after washing his hands.

The killer squirmed and tried to crawl behind, but his body suddenly froze, and a black muzzle pressed against the back of his head, the killer trembled slightly, and peeked at the advanced energy sensor on his arm, and found that there was no display on it.

Behind him stood a tall young man, his face was a little pale and glanced at Wang Mo who was lying in a pool of blood in the distance, pursed his lips, he was holding an old-fashioned gunpowder pistol in his hand, his only advantage was that he could avoid the energy detection instrument, and it was very hidden.

"Bang!" Yang Tianfei pursed his lips and pulled the trigger, and the killer's head immediately exploded like a broken watermelon, and the young man fired several more shots in a row before he stopped trembling.

Yang Tianfei straightened up, staring at Wang Mo in a pool of blood tightly, the hand holding the gun trembled slightly, and the next moment he raised his head, his dark eyes erupted with crazy killing intent, and he gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words:

"Dragon Soul!"

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