Chapter 67: Door-to-door
Just as the middle-aged man, Xu Gang, and Ling Chuan were drinking to their heart's content, a big man in black ran over and said in a panic: "Boss, he ...... He's coming......"
The middle-aged man didn't react at first, and asked impatiently, "Who is coming?" ”
"It's the one who is looking for trouble with Xu Shao and Ling Shao!" The big man in black looked at the compound in horror.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man, Xu Gang, and Ling Chuan came back to their senses, and looked at the black-clothed man's gaze, all three of them were startled, and the little alcohol they had just generated was all gone.
Because at this moment, there is a person standing in the courtyard of the villa, with black broken hair, a tight night coat, wearing a mask, the mask almost covers the entire face, and what is seeming is that this mask has a grinning smile, this smile is like a hellish ghost, which may gnaw people at any time to the point that there is no bone residue left.
"When did he come?" The middle-aged man asked after a fixed concentration.
"No...... I don't know, he seems to have appeared out of thin air......"
The man in black shook his head, this is what scared him, he didn't see how the other party came, it seemed to be just a blink of an eye, and then the other party appeared, it was too weird.
Out of thin air?
The middle-aged man snorted, slapped the black-clothed man in the face, and scolded angrily: "Waste, I didn't see him when I took a nap and said that he appeared out of thin air, is he still a ghost?" ”
was slapped in the face, and the black-clothed man's face was hot and painful, but he was also a little sober, maybe he really didn't see it when he was napping.
Ling Chuan took a few steps forward at this time, looked at the drenched figure in the rain and sneered: "The surname is Ning, are you wearing a mask to be funny?" I heard that you are going to find trouble with me and Sanshao, come on, me and Sanshao are here, you have to have the ability to come over, I have your surname! ”
With his father and so many bodyguards supporting him, he was full of confidence, and he didn't think that Ning Mo could set off any big winds and waves, sheep into the tiger's mouth, they were tigers, and Ning Mo was the stupid lamb to death.
Xu Gang didn't speak, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he was still sitting in his seat leisurely sipping Romani red wine, with a posture that didn't take Ning Mo in his eyes at all.
"I'm looking for trouble with Xu Gang and Ling Chuan, irrelevant people, get out, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"
Ning Mo stared directly at Ling Chuan and Xu Gang, his voice was very penetrating in this rain curtain, and all the men in black present heard it.
Hearing this, Ling Chuan seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and laughed so much that tears came out: "What the hell are you talking about here, they are all our Ling family's bodyguards, you actually told them to get out?" What the fuck are you doing here? ”
These black-clad bodyguards showed a smile on their faces, although they felt that Ning Mo's appearance was very strange, but they were outnumbered, with knives, sticks, and crossbows in their hands, should they still be afraid of a person who pretended to be a ghost?
"Uncle Ling, don't talk nonsense with him, I don't want to see him standing!" Xu Gang couldn't wait, he wanted to step on Ning Mo under his feet to vent his hatred.
The middle-aged man nodded, and then shouted with righteousness: "This person trespassed into my Ling family, tied him up, and handed him over to the police to deal with!" ”
said that it was tied up, and those black-clad men with long knives answered in unison, like tigers and wolves, stepping on the water, breaking through the barrier of the heavy rain curtain and attacking Ning Mo.
The two people who rushed to the front, the long knives were neatly aligned, drawing a fierce trajectory, and slashed down from the air towards Ning Mo's head, with amazing power.
Ning Mo did not retreat but advanced, his body just rushed through the gap between the two long knives, his arms stretched out, and with the help of the force of the forward rush, he hit the chests of the two of them.
"Poof~"
The fierce force was like the roar of a wild beast, and like a stormy wave, the two of them spurted out a mouthful of thick blood from their mouths, and their bodies smashed towards the back, like two bowling balls, knocking all four or five people behind them to the ground.
"Since you don't roll, let's leave one hand!"
Ning Mo took advantage of the situation to scoop up the long knife that one of them had fallen in his hand, and with a knife in his hand, Xiao Se's murderous aura spread out, cold and piercing.
"Huh~"
The long knife swept out, and with a burst of blood, a palm holding the knife flew into the air.
The man with the severed hand looked at his right hand in a bit of a daze, the palm and wrist were gone, there was only a flat and smooth incision, the blood could not stop rushing out, his brain was blank, the whole world was dead and silent in an instant, and he couldn't even feel the pain.
Broken?
This is their own hand?
How is it possible that I have become a disabled person in my life?
After a brief moment of stunnedness, a flood of intense pain and unspeakable horror swept through the body.
"Ah~"
The terrible scream suddenly sounded, despair, helpless, and frightened, but before the scream could be completely shouted, a liquid with temperature splashed into his mouth.
"Goodong~"
Swallowing subconsciously, the thick smell of blood instantly surged all over the throat and trachea.
Blood!
It's blood!
When I looked closely, my companions were wailing, and one after another severed hands flew up, and then fell to the ground with the rain, splashing in patches.
Ning Mo turned into a bloodthirsty Shura, the long knife in his hand was as fast as lightning, the cold light flashed, and the severed hand fell to the ground, thunder, rain, blood, and screams...... In this villa compound, it is mixed and intertwined.
The faces of the middle-aged man, Xu Gang, and Ling Chuan all changed color, they didn't expect Ning Mo's skills to be so terrifying, and more than a dozen bodyguards with knives were cut by him as cabbage.
"Come on, don't be stunned, go up!" The middle-aged man shouted loudly and gave orders to the others.
Those men with iron rods joined in, but sometimes the number of people did not necessarily have a suppressive effect, Ning Mo was unstoppable, the gods blocked and killed the gods, the Buddhas blocked and killed the Buddhas, more and more broken hands on the ground, and more and more people lying miserable and wailing.
A river of blood!
The heavy rain couldn't stop the smell of blood!
"Shoot him, kill him, kill him for me!" The middle-aged man's voice became trembling, and he began to feel scared.
Xu Gang and Ling Chuan were even more in a cold sweat, their hairs stood upside down, they were dumbfounded, looking at this scene in disbelief, is this still human? How can a person's combat effectiveness be so strong?
The men with crossbows were ordered, and for a while, crossbow arrows flew sideways, and sharp arrows with a length of about thirty or forty centimeters broke through the heavy rain curtain and shot rapidly towards Ning Mo.
Hearing the sound of "Xiu Xiu Xiu", Ning Mo turned his head, in his perspective, time seemed to be slowed down several times, these rapid crossbow arrows seemed to be restrained by an invisible force, becoming extremely slow, he could even see the spiral patterns carved on these arrows.