"What do you mean by this? I and the fat man are confident that we have not offended you, although our attitude just now is a little not rigorous, but you insulted me so much, is it a bit too much. Although He Huarong was in awe of Mo Xiaochuan's strength and status, when his personal dignity was ****, He Huarong still put life and death, fame and fortune aside.

"What about insulting you. If your skills are not as good as others, how can you not be humiliated by others. Mo Xiaochuan said coldly.

Then, he raised the palm of his right hand and struck straight at He Huarong's back. Looking at his whirring momentum, he has the meaning of slapping and killing Huarong.

At this time, the Volkswagen, which had not yet stopped, made a sharp turn, "squeak" after a piercing friction sound. Volkswagen turned his head perfectly, then let out a dull whistling sound, and rushed towards Mo Xiaochuan.

If Mo Xiaochuan's palm blow continues, then he will not be able to avoid the fate of being hit by the car.

If Mo Xiaochuan didn't want to be knocked away, then he could only let go of He Huarong.

Those who attack the enemy must be saved, and Wei will be besieged to save Zhao. It would have been a perfect plan. However, he ignored Mo Xiaochuan's identity and strength.

The senior priest of the Special Operations Division, who is rumored to have reached the pinnacle of strength in this world, is the youngest cultivator. How can it be just a Volkswagen off-road crash?

The direction of Mo Xiaochuan's right palm remained unchanged, and his left hand became a fist, aiming at Volkswagen off-road.

"No, don't. Run. He Huarong can put his life and death aside, but he can't watch his brother die in front of him, especially because of himself.

It's a pity that the roar of Volkswagen's off-road overwhelmed the heart-rending sound of Hehuarong. Volkswagen off-road was still roaring, coming towards Mo Xiaochuan's fist with greater horsepower.

When Mo Xiaochuan's right palm hit He Huarong's back, the Volkswagen off-road also collided with Mo Xiaochuan's left fist.

"Poof" a dull sound, "boom" a shocking explosion of impact.

Little Sumeru Mountain was originally desolate and lonely, but this sound like a sting sound, but it seemed to wake up Little Sumeru Mountain. In the distance of Little Sumeru Mountain, there was a burst of angry roars. The little Sumeru mountain who was awakened also roared angrily.

"Ah---h With his unwillingness, the purple plasma in his mouth squirted out one by one.

"Okay, don't scream, the sound is not good, and the screaming is so cheerful, and it doesn't let people live. This is an upscale residential area. Come on. Mo Xiaochuan's voice drifted into his ears.

Hey, I'm not dead, no, I'm not dead, how do I feel that my state is unexpectedly good. The shortness of breath and palpitations that I had always felt disappeared, and the feeling of weakness and exhaustion in my body seemed to be far away from me.

What the hell is this? He Huarong couldn't help but look at Mo Xiaochuan.

At this moment, Mo Xiaochuan was holding one hand against the Volkswagen off-road that was slamming forward with a low roar. He looked at him with a smile.

He Huarong stood up and looked at Mo Xiaochuan with a complicated face, at this time, he didn't see through what kind of medicine was sold in Mo Xiaochuan's gourd.

In the danger of the Volkswagen off-road vehicle, two lines of tears kept pouring out of his eyes, he couldn't stop it, and he didn't want to stop it.

Originally, when the director was excited like a child, shouting and running to find himself and driving to see Mo Xian, he still had some indescribable joy.

Mo Xianfeng, Mo Xiaochuan, not only in the Huaguo Special Operations Department, but even in the cultivation world of the Huaguo, that is also the object of the most admiration of all young people. All the young people were even proud to see Mo Xiaochuan.

What's more, wherever Mo Xiaochuan passes, the strength of the local special operations department will surge. This has also created the expectations of the special operations offices of various provinces in China for Mo Xiaochuan.

At the beginning, it was not an exaggeration to say anything to Hua Rong. At present, the expectations of the special operations offices of various provinces in China for Mo Xiaochuan are really looking forward to the stars and the moon. Looking forward to heaven and earth. Looking forward to the night and looking forward to it. Even, they all wanted to let Mo Xiaochuan go to their respective territories.

It's a pity that Mo Xiaochuan basically doesn't like to run around, which makes the special operations offices of many provinces fall into resentment.

This time, Mo Xiaochuan suddenly called He Huarong, and to be honest, he was really happy. He also pondered, no matter how difficult it was, he would invite Mo Xiaochuan everywhere to explain to everyone the doubts in cultivation. Or ask for some cultivation or life-saving pills for everyone.

Similarly, it is not good to be excited about the danger of being similar in age to Mo Xiaochuan.

However, what Wei Zhong didn't expect was that the meeting with Mo Xiaochuan was in this special way. In danger, I really can't figure out why, as soon as we met, Mo Xiaochuan wanted to take Hua Rong's life.

He Huarong is his savior and his caregiver, and after so many years, he has long regarded Xiang Huarong as his father. Look, if it weren't for He Huarong, he would have returned to Huangquan with his parents in danger. Not to mention avenging his parents later.

Therefore, seeing that Mo Xiaochuan wants to kill He Huarong, whether it is right or wrong in danger, he will talk about He Huarong first. However, the skinny feeling of reality lets him know. Sometimes, some people, some things, really make him powerless.

When Mo Xiaochuan hit He Huarong, he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom in danger, he knew that even if it was like this, he couldn't hurt Mo Xiaochuan, but he knew. The low roar of the Volkswagen off-road engine was more able to vent the anger and sadness in his heart.

When He Huarong stood up from the ground, he was stunned. Mo Xiaochuan's palm went down, shouldn't he Hua Rong be dead? This will seem, how can it be better than ever. It's even at least four or five times better than before he was beaten.

What the hell is going on, look at Mo Xiaochuan in danger, and then look at He Huarong. Even the throttle under his feet forgot to let go.

"Dangdang. Mo Xiaochuan knocked on the hood of Volkswagen off-road, "I said, if the car continues to drive like this, it will increase the loss." Oil money is state. ”

In the crisis, through the car glass, he watched Mo Xiaochuan's mouth open and close, but Mo Xiaochuan's voice came into his ears very clearly. It was as if it was already speaking in his ear.

In the crisis, I quickly released the accelerator, turned off the car, sat in the car, stupid, and didn't know what to do?

It was only when the car was turned off in danger that He Huarong looked at the collision between Mo Xiaochuan's left fist and Volkswagen off-road.

Mo Xiaochuan has fair skin, and his fists seem to be stroking his car. At the junction with the fist, the front of the Volkswagen SUV does not have the slightest dentation.

What kind of power is this? He Hua Rong was dumbfounded.

(End of chapter)