Longyang City, HSBC Bank.

Mo Shaofeng took out a silver ticket and handed it to the boss of the bank.

The boss of the money village is an old man who is over half a hundred years old, with gray hair and eyes.

The boss of the money village looked at the silver ticket in his hand and asked, "This young master, who is Master Mo?"

"That's my dad. Mo Shaofeng replied.

"It turned out to be Master Mo's son-in-law. The boss of the money village smiled slightly and told the guy to do something. After a while, the Qian Zhuang guy brought a lot of gold ingots.

The boss of Qianzhuang said with a smile: "Young Master Mo, the 30,000 taels of gold are all here, do you need us to send someone to Mojiazhuang?"

Mo Shaofeng stared at the gold ingot, and said worriedly: "Longyang City is hundreds of miles away from Mojiazhuang, and robbers and bandits are rampant along the way, transporting so much gold, are you not afraid of being robbed by robbers?"

"Young Master Mo, rest assured, our HSBC Money Bank will entrust the gold to the Longwei Dart Bureau and let them escort the gold to Mojiazhuang. ”

Longwei Dart Game!

Mo Shaofeng was taken aback, the helm of the Longwei Dart Bureau was in Longyang City. There are hundreds of people in the Longwei Dart Bureau, the leader Ye Tianfeng, and the martial artist Eight Heavens.

There are also four masters in the dart game, all of whom are the combat power of the Seven Heavens. The Longwei Dart Bureau is in charge of the escort business, and has a good relationship with Luojiabao and Mojiazhuang.

"If it's the Longwei Dart Bureau, escorting gold, then I'll be relieved. Mo Shaofeng thought that the robbers and bandits would not dare to provoke the Longwei Dart Bureau.

The boss of the money village said: "Young Master Mo signs on it, and you can go back and wait for news." ”

Mo Shaofeng nodded, picked up the brush, and wrote his name on the silver ticket. Mo Shaofeng left HSBC Money and walked on the street with a melancholy expression.

Mo Yuncong went to Jin Shengguo to do business, and it has been almost four months, and there is no news.

Li Wanrong saw that the living expenses were no longer enough, so she took out a silver ticket and handed it to her son to go to the HSBC Bank in Longyang City to take out all the gold on the silver ticket.

This silver ticket is worth 30,000 taels of gold, and it was specially left by Mo Yuncong when he left Mojiazhuang.

Mo Yuncong told me that if I didn't come back in time, I would take out the gold from the silver ticket. With 30,000 taels of gold, Li Wanrong and Mo Shaofeng don't have to worry about life.

Mo Shaofeng was puzzled, why did his father go to Jin Shengguo and there was no news for four months, could it be that there was an accident?

Daddy is a martial artist of the Seven Heavens, and ordinary robbers and bandits can't beat him. Mo Shaofeng prayed in his heart, hoping that his father would come home safely.

Mo Shaofeng perked up and found that on the street in front of him, a man in white appeared and was flirting with the girl in the flower season. The man in white is tall and burly, carrying a long sword, and should also be a warrior.

The girl in the flower season wears a long skirt, enlarged breasts and a thin waist, and looks sweet, which meets the appetite of a pervert.

The man in white was teasing the girl, but the crowd next to him watched coldly and gloated.

"In broad daylight, molesting a girl from a good family is shameless and hateful. "Mo Shaofeng is chivalrous, how can he not care when he sees this kind of thing.

Mo Shaofeng strutted his head and walked over, wanting to teach these shameless hooligans a lesson.

In the past, Mo Shaofeng was also a hooligan, and he also liked to tease girls on the street, so it aroused Mo Shaofeng's anger.

......

"Little sister, don't be afraid, my brother is a good person. The man in white smiled wickedly and grabbed the girl's wrist.

"Let go of me, you scoundrels. The girl struggled desperately, but unfortunately the other party had a lot of strength.

"Don't struggle, no one will save you, be obedient, I won't hurt you. The man in white was rude and hugged the girl's waist.

The girl screamed loudly and tore the clothes of the man in white, but alas, a weak woman, could not fight against the savage hooligans.

"Let go of the girl and let me come. There was a cold cheer on the street.

The man in white was startled, and when he looked back, he saw a young man walking over. "Boy, who are you? ”

Mo Shaofeng smiled evilly: "Brother, such a beautiful girl, it's not appropriate for you to dominate alone, it's better for the two of us to play with her together." ”

When the girl heard this, she was so frightened that she lost her face, thinking that the young man would fight unevenly, and the hero saved the beauty, but who knows, this kid is also a hooligan.

The man in white was surprised: "The rules of the rivers and lakes, I'll play first, and when I've played enough, it's your turn." ”

"Brother, I think it's fun for us to play together. Mo Shaofeng smiled and stared at the girl's chest and drooled.

"Boy, you're sick. The man in white was furious.

"I'm not sick, I just want to slap you. Mo Shaofeng walked over and raised his hand to slap him.

"Smack!"

A red handprint appeared on the face of the man in white.

The man in white covered his face and said angrily: "Little bastard, you dare to slap me in the face." ”

"I want to play with you, you don't agree, you slap you in the face, you deserve it. Mo Shaofeng puffed up his chest, looking like he was not afraid of heaven and earth.

The man in white was furious and said coldly: "Little bastard, do you know who I am?"

Mo Shaofeng sneered: "You are a cowardly hooligan. ”

"I'm a hooligan, haha......" The man in white was furious and sneered, "Today, I'm a hooligan, I'll let you know how to write dead words." ”

Mo Shaofeng's face sank, and he was on guard, and suddenly, the man in white slapped him.

Mo Shaofeng dodged sideways, and with a loud "boom", the fruit stall next to the street was torn apart. The strong palm power of the man in white can shatter objects ten meters away.

"Bipolar Infinite Stream!"

Mo Shaofeng stretched out his fists, and two fists, one black and one white, appeared. The black fist represents yin, the white fist represents yang, and the two poles of yin and yang become one.

"Yin Yang Fist!"

Mo Shaofeng shouted and punched up. A huge fist shining with black and white light, like lightning, instantly arrived in front of the man in white.

The man in white understated it, stretched out his hand, and the infinitely powerful Yin Yang Fist seemed to touch a solid object, and actually stopped.

The man in white laughed, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the Yin and Yang fist immediately shattered.

"It turned out to be a martial artist, the combat power of the four heavens, which is a bit interesting. The man in white sneered hideously with a look of contempt.

Mo Shaofeng was shocked, and the other party actually stretched out a finger and broke the Yin Yang Fist. Mo Shaofeng's Yin Yang Fist contains the two qi of Yin and Yang, which is extremely powerful, and can kill the martial artists of the Four Heavens in seconds.

"A martial artist actually has the courage to challenge me, and he can't do it himself. The man in white sneered, flicked his fingers, and a strong force rushed over, knocking Mo Shaofeng away.

Bang!

There was a loud bang and dust was flying.

Mo Shaofeng flew out sideways and crashed into the wall.

In the ruins, Mo Shaofeng endured the severe pain and stood up, and suddenly, the man in white appeared in front of him, grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

"Poor fool!" the man in white slammed him to the ground, stomped on his face, and said with disdain, "Idiot, do you know who I am?"

"You're a cowardly scoundrel. Mo Shaofeng was powerless to resist and was beaten violently.

"I'll let you die today, I'm a member of the Tianyun Sect. Remember, my name is Xu Tianzhi. ”

Mo Shaofeng was shocked when he heard the three words of Tianyun Sect. The Tianyun Sect is one of the ten major sects of the Loess Kingdom, and the lowest disciples under the sect are also at the level of martial artists.

Above the warrior, there is the martial artist, and above the martial artist is the martial artist. Only martial artists who have cultivated to the Ten Heavens can have a chance to get a glimpse of the realm of martial artists.

(End of chapter)