readx;?“ What would you do in such a situation?" Yan Fohai asked. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hang up, rush out. I replied.

"yes, rush out, that's the way a lot of people know. He said, "But you know what? Why am I here?"

I thought that the sea of words and Buddhas was here for me, but I couldn't say that, I just shook my head lightly, indicating that I didn't know.

"Actually, I can bring a large group of people over and shoot the car into a honeycomb with lightning speed before the other party shoots. In this way, my people will not die. But I didn't do that, I just stopped the other party's car step by step, and then invited you to come over in accordance with the rules, and finally insisted on keeping you to join the Qin Wang Society. This series of procedures is very time-consuming, I am wasting time, and Mr. Mo is also passively wasting time. The world is in motion, we stop here, but the rest of the world is in full swing......"

I nodded, signaling that he didn't have to say any more, because I already understood that he was using a strategy to divert the tiger from the mountain and surround Wei to save Zhao. The Audi car was trapped here, attracting Mr. Mo's attention. Then, the rest of King Qin's command will go straight to Mr. Mo's lair. Therefore, the longer it is delayed here, the more beneficial it will be to the actions of the Qin King Society.

"Good, you're smart. Yan Fohai said, "In any faction, having a person like you is equivalent to having a strong and powerful keel." It's a pity that people like you don't exist in any era. ”

He was very calm, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and did not take Mr. Mo in his eyes.

Outside the car window, Mr. Mo finally got out of the car and looked at us. But it didn't come over.

Soon, two Toyota SUVs caught up from behind. Before the car could stop, the people on it had already jumped out. Ordinary firearms can't deal with bulletproof glass at all, which is why Yan Fohai remains calm and relaxes. But now, the other side is outnumbered and has taken control of the situation, and it is very likely that the car will be overturned, poured gasoline on it and burned in public.

At this critical moment, my phone rang, and it was Mrs. Han calling.

As soon as I picked up the phone, I heard Mrs. Han's painful voice: "Xiao Xia, hurry back to the rescue." I don't know where so many mercenaries came out, premeditated...... Bloodbathed villas. I took someone to hide in the basement. There are more than enough defensive weapons here......"

The phone signal was not good and intermittent, and it was not easy for me to understand Mrs. Han's words.

I immediately replied: "Madam, the Mr. Mo next to you is an impostor, and I am with the real Mr. Mo." When the enemy is coming, don't be hard-hitting, you should seize the time to call the police, and with the help of the police, handle the affairs of the rivers and lakes. ”

At this moment, I was already too busy to take care of myself, and I couldn't help Mrs. Han more.

"It's Mrs. Han, right?" asked Yan Fohai.

"The people of the King of Qin will bloody Lady Han's villa in Blue Stone Tahiti?" I asked rhetorically.

Yan Fohai shook his head indifferently: "She is too worried, women are always good at exaggerating." What I'm looking for is nothing more than what Mr. Mo left behind. He is good at 'puppet art', leaving too many troublesome foreshadowings in the villa. So, I need a little bit of time to get all that stuff out of here. Women, women, with long hair and short knowledge, it is ridiculous to keep Mr. Mo's puppet by his side and treat him as a guest. ”

I suddenly understood that Wen Peony and Huoyun's defection with injuries was also one of Yan Fohai's strategies.

It is very likely that now Wen Peony has become an undercover agent attacking the villa.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Han will be fine. She and I will have the opportunity to work together in the future. Yan Fohai said again.

I believe in Yan Fohai's words, because there is no conflict between him and Mrs. Han. In other words, there is no conflict for the time being, and there is no need to point the gun at the Blue Stone Tahiti Villa.

The dispute between Mo and Yan over the ghost king is the big trouble that must be solved at the moment.

Yan Fohai suddenly leaned forward and stared at the front of the car.

It turned out that Mr. Mo was already standing directly in front of the Audi car, pressing his hands on the engine cover.

Yan Fohai laughed, slowly stretched out his palms, and pressed them on the windshield.

The two looked at each other from a distance of less than two meters, fighting with their eyes and spiritual strength. In the world of thaumaturgists, physical killing is the most inferior, and only by defeating the opponent with spirit can you achieve the effect of killing the enemy and improving yourself. Simply killing a person is a tedious thing for a thaumaturgist.

"Don't move, no matter what weird things happen, don't move. Yan Buddha Hai commanded in a deep voice.

I didn't decide to help him, and of course I didn't decide to help Mr. Mo, and I came out this time just to pursue Mr. Mo, change horses, and save Fangfang.

When two tigers fight, one will be injured. This is probably what many of your fellow thaumaturgists would like to see, and I'm sure many are looking forward to clearing the battlefield and getting rid of the lucky winner right away.

With a bang, the engine cover of the Audi split in half and flew out left and right.

Mr. Mo leaned down and immediately pressed the engine of the car with both palms.

In an instant, I saw that the palms of his palms had turned red, like two red-hot anvils.

Yan Fohai didn't react, just leaned over and looked forward.

In less than ten seconds, I noticed a wave of heat surging under my feet, and the strange smell of scorched and melted rubber wafted from the car.

"He burned the car with his palms?" I was taken aback.

The smell in the car is getting more and more choking, and the temperature is soaring rapidly. I felt like I was sitting in a car with no air conditioning on in the middle of summer, and the temperature was more than twice as hot as outside, and I couldn't even breathe.

Looking outside, the wind blows the weeds and sways gently, and it must be very cool.

With my hand on the handlebar, I just had to turn down to open the door and run out of the heat. However, there was a gunman outside the car, and he would die if he went out, but only a little later.

"It's all just an illusion, and if you fall for it, you'll become his puppet. Yan Fohai reminded in a low voice.

The temperature inside the car is getting hotter, the door on my left has begun to get hot, and the various indicators on the console are flashing together.

My feet felt like they were stepping on a red-hot iron plate, and I felt like my shoes were going to melt.

Looking out of the windshield, Mr. Mo's hair stood on end, like an angry hedgehog. His men had spread outward, at least fifteen meters away from the car.

"Do you need me to rush out and solve the problem?" I asked.

Yan Fohai shook his head lightly: "It's not time yet." At the end of the strong crossbow, you can't wear Lu Mi, you only need to stretch out a little finger to kill the other party. ”

The next thing I felt was getting hot even in the seat under me, sweat seeping from my forehead, down the horns of my hair, and under my collar. I endured it and waited for the mana of the Buddha.

As the old saying goes, patience becomes gold. Patience to the limit and then erupt is when the strength is at its strongest.

Yan Fohai's palms have never moved since they were attached to the windshield, as if they were firmly sucked on the glass with two huge suction cups in their palms. I know that his soul-binding technique is to be triggered by both palms, which is very similar to the star-absorbing Dafa in the martial arts world.

As soon as I thought of the Dafa of Absorbing Stars, I suddenly came to my senses.

At this moment, Mr. Mo is attacking with all his might, his palms emitting heat, like the surging Yangtze River, and all he adopts is a posture of advancing and killing. On the contrary, it is motionless, still as if it were a virgin, and under the wrapping of the Audi car, it does not make any sound. In this way, a situation has been formed in which one side is desperate and the other side is waiting for the rabbit. It is conceivable that if Mr. Mo can't attack for a long time, he will definitely fall into the mud and lose the opportunity to retreat. In a duel of thaumaturgists of their rank, strategic and tactical thinking occupies the most important position, and the final winner is to defeat the opponent by wisdom.

I don't know how long Mr. Mo will last longer, but this Audi has been turned into a steamer, and it is sealed. All kinds of decorations in the car will be turned into gas bombs that release various poisonous gases under the high temperature. This is also a big trouble, if we can't get out of the predicament in time, my lungs and Yan Fohai will not be able to stand it. I kept looking ahead, and a medium-sized crane was driving far behind Mr. Mo. I turned my head to look in the opposite direction, and behind our car, there was also a crane.

"Big things are not good. "I suddenly broke out in a cold sweat on my back, and I couldn't even feel the burning heat in the car.

The role of a crane is only to lift heavy objects. The work that two cranes can do is indeed full of tricks. Just like now, it only takes two cars to arrive at the scene and tear the Audi we're sitting in half.

I was right, the crane braked sharply, and the drivers of the two cars jumped down and each hooked the chassis of the Audi with a huge hook. I could see it clearly in the car, but I could only do it in a hurry, and I couldn't stop it.

The driver got into the car, the crane slowly fell backwards, and the wire rope attached to the hook was slowly taut. Soon, the car shook and the chassis steel plates creaked.

"Mr. Yan, something bad is going to happen?" I said.

Yan Fohai did not answer, and maintained a motionless posture, as if the old monk had settled down. If the car is destroyed and we lose our protective layer, we will become Mr. Mo's captives.

Crunch crunch ...... The sound was like a blunt knife, cutting through my heart.

I looked around, and at the same time as the crane was approaching, two more off-road vehicles were killed, and at least a dozen heavily armed gunmen, with the cover of the off-road vehicles, had already pointed their guns at our car. I didn't panic too much, but at this time, perhaps the most important thing to do is to write down my last words.

"It's coming to an end. Yan Fohai said to himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud creak, and the Audi broke from it, became two large pieces, and with inertia, it was thrown into the air. The airbags on all four seats in the car opened at the same time, emitting a series of thuds.

With my head in my hands, I rolled on my knees and jumped into the ditch by the side of the road, curling up as far as I could to avoid the gunman's bullets.

Looking into the air, Yan Fohai's palms were still attached to the windshield, and the glass turned into a shield, carrying him straight forward. Strangely, Mr. Mo was still lying on the front of the car, keeping his palms close to the engine cover. Both of them were on the front half of the broken Audi, and the two of them were half in the car, flying sideways in a way that looked both ridiculous and weird.

The windshield finally shattered, but at that moment, Fohai passed through the glass shards, flipped his palms, and pressed on Mr. Mo's left and right temples.

The hook of the crane flicked the force, which was unimaginable, so half of the body flew straight out of more than 30 meters before it crashed to the ground, stirring up huge dust on the wasteland.

I twisted around the ditch and quickly approached the two of them.

The other gunners also rushed over. But the men were so shocked that they forgot to shoot me. The broken car smashed a large pit with a diameter of five meters on the ground, and the dirt in the pit was scattered and splashed in all directions, as if a bomb had just been detonated.

Yan Fohai and Mr. Mo are still together, but it is obvious that Yan Fohai is the final victor.

His cheeks were slightly red, Yin Tang was shining, and his eyes were bright, as if he had just slept for three days and three nights and had woken up full of energy. On the other hand, Mr. Mo was depressed, his face was gloomy, he had no strength at all, and he couldn't stand up.

The gunmen stood still, and after seeing the situation clearly, they immediately aimed their guns at Yan Fohai.

"Don't ...... No...... , don't move, put down the gun. Mr. Mo was weakly **.

He was the leader of the gunners, he spoke very well, and all the gunners lowered their guns.

"You all stand down, I have important matters to discuss with Mr. Yan. Mr. Mo said again.

The gunners looked at each other, but none of them dared to disobey the order and slowly retreated.

I watched coldly, feeling that Mr. Mo in front of me was already close to the Mr. Mo in the villa, as if he had been sucked out by the sea of words. In the world of martial arts, star-absorbing Dafa is a cult martial art that specializes in absorbing people's internal strength. The person who was sucked was dying, and years of practice were ruined. The sucker is in high spirits, his skills skyrocket, and he gradually climbs to the top of the pyramid.