Chapter 19: An Zhiyuan
Under the night sky, Hu Batian's voice was like a life-urging note.
When he counted to three, the people around him had already raised their hands, ready to pounce on Mo Tianxing at any time.
Mo Tianxing stood in place, his eyes were deep, and he couldn't see what he was thinking at all.
Mu Wanxi was about to cry, but there was nothing she could do.
The two beer bottles in Zhang Yibing's hands were clenched tightly, and a fierce look appeared on his face.
Once those people do it, he will definitely not be ambiguous.
What if there are more people on the other side?
Did he want to watch Mo Tianxing being beaten?
"Two!" Hu Batian's voice continued to sound.
Mo Tianxing's eyes narrowed suddenly, and there seemed to be a sense of murder in the air.
"One. β
Finally, Hu Batian fell into place.
The moment he spit out a word, almost all the young people surrounding Mo Tianxing moved, and they rushed in the direction of Mo Tianxing one by one, the wooden sticks in their hands made a "whirring" sound, and fierce colors appeared on their faces one by one.
"Kill!"
Everyone roared, and the sound suddenly exploded like muffled thunder, and the momentum was monstrous.
Zhang Yibing was about to rush out with a beer bottle in both hands, but he heard Mo Tianxing say: "Leave it to me!"
As the words fell, he stepped on the ground with one foot.
I only heard the sound of "bang", and under my feet, smoke and dust appeared, and the floor tiles embedded in the ground were directly shattered.
His figure pounced like a cheetah, and instantly came to the front of a young man.
Before the young man could react, he had already smashed his fist into the opponent's chest.
"Poof!"
The young man was smashed out by him like a broken sack, and after knocking down several people one after another, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Huh?" Hu Batian raised his eyebrows, and looked at Mo Tianxing with some surprise: "Sure enough, there are two shots, no wonder you dare to do something to the people of my Qinglong Hall, it's a pity, kid, you provoked some people who shouldn't be provoked." β
"Bang ......"
Mo Tianxing was like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, after blasting a person away, he made a mistake in his footsteps, and his body hit hard, knocking out a figure rushing towards him.
Despite this, Mo Tianxing was not feeling well, and a stick smashed on his shoulder, making a crisp clicking sound.
He couldn't help but snort, and his eyes became colder.
Although he is good, however, there are too many people on the other side.
Hundreds!
Unless he can use spells, he'll get hurt anyway.
"Bang. β
There was another muffled sound, and another figure was blasted away by him, however, his back, and even his head were hit by the wooden stick held by the person behind him, and blood spilled from his forehead.
Mo Tianxing was even more crazy, as if he was not afraid of death.
Zhang Yibing couldn't help but move, but unfortunately, as soon as he knocked one person to the ground, he was immediately smashed to the ground by several young people with sticks, letting out a muffled snort.
Mu Wanxi cried and kept screaming.
"Don't fight, don't fight, okay?"
"I'll go with you, I'll go with you. β
"Mo Tianxing, run quickly!"
"Help, anyone, help. β
"You godsends, if you continue to fight like this, you will die. β
No matter how Mu Wanxi shouted, no one paid attention to her.
In the crowd, after Mo Tianxing took thirty or forty people down, he was a little dizzy.
His body seemed to be unable to support it, and he was knocked to the ground by one person.
The whole person threw himself on the ground.
Immediately, someone stepped forward and stepped on his limbs with their feet, and some people grabbed him directly by the hair, causing his head to rise slightly.
"Boy, that's amazing!"
"I see how ruthless you are now. β
The eyes of several people showed madness, and they couldn't wait to dismantle Mo Tianxing.
More than 100 people, nearly half of them were put down by Mo Tianxing, which was a great shame for them.
At this time, Zhang Yibing was also taken down, and his face and body were covered with blood.
Hu Batian glanced at Mo Tianxing contemptuously and said, "Boy, do you know the consequences of offending my Qinglong Hall?"
Mo Tianxing did not speak.
At this time, he didn't even have the strength to speak.
However, the fierce color in his eyes was terrifying.
"Hehe, don't speak? Do you think I'll let you go if you don't speak? Boy, I admit that you are really good, however, in front of Lao Tzu, you are still a little tender, you, spend the rest of your life obediently in a wheelchair!"
As he spoke, Hu Batian turned around directly and spit out a very indifferent voice: "Smash his limbs." β
As his words fell, several young people from the Qinglong Hall lifted their wooden sticks and were about to smash them at Mo Tianxing.
"Alright, that's the end of it!"
At this moment, a somewhat indifferent voice suddenly sounded.
Although the sound was small, it was clearly heard throughout the audience.
Several people stopped.
With the sound of this voice, an extended version of the Rolls-Royce slowly approached.
The windows were open, and everyone could only see a somewhat white side face.
However, the moment he saw this car, Hu Batian was shocked, and a flattering smile involuntarily appeared on his face, and he bowed slightly and said, "An Shao, why are you here in person." β
"It's An Shao. β
Everyone in Qinglong Hall was shocked, and a group of people hurriedly bowed slightly, looking extremely respectful.
The car stopped, and the side of the face turned slightly, revealing a handsome face.
His hair shimmered in the light of the street lamps and he wore a suit that gave him a sense of nobility and elegance.
He is the first young man in the southeast, An Zhiyuan.
An Zhiyuan glanced at Hu Batian: "Bullying a child, why do you think it's funny?"
Hu Batian's cold sweat came down as soon as he "snorted", and he hurriedly shook his head: "No, An Shao, don't get me wrong, it's not that we bullied him, but that kid is a practitioner and injured many of us in Qinglong Hall, so I let the brothers teach him a lesson." β
An Zhiyuan said lightly: "Don't hit the students, remember, don't take it as an example, otherwise, I will make you regret coming to this world." β
"Yes, yes!" Hu Batian nodded hurriedly, like a pug.
"Let them go! you're tired tonight, and you should leave. β
After speaking, An Zhiyuan turned his head, leaned towards the seat, closed his eyes, and seemed to be pretending to sleep.
"Mu Wanxi, for your sake today, I won't touch a single hair of them, however, Ben Shao's patience is limited, you and I are destined to be baby relatives, no matter what, you are my An Zhiyuan's fiancΓ©e, I hope you don't have anything to do with other men. β
"Also, half a month later, come to the villa to accompany me. β
"Otherwise, you know the consequences. β
Saying that, An Zhiyuan ordered Death Silence and drove a Rolls-Royce out of Xingyuan Street.
From beginning to end, Hu Batian bowed slightly, until the vehicle disappeared, his body suddenly straightened up, and he returned to that domineering appearance.
"Let's go!"
With a wave of his hand, he didn't bother to pay attention to Mo Tianxing and the three of them, and left this place with a large group of people from Qinglong Hall.