What surprised Fang Yuan even more was that the sharp weapon that pierced through the shadow man's chest was not a sharp weapon, but an ordinary sharpened pencil!

Even if Fang Yuan was a layman, it was not difficult to see that the black battle suits worn by these shadow men were definitely not simple elastic satin and plastic sheets, at least this thing was much stronger than the protective function of body armor.

Fang Yuan had just seen the fragments of the shuriken splash on the top of the battle suit without any effect on it, although those fragments might not be far less than the damage of a rifle, but compared to an ordinary pistol, it should still be more than wrong.

Who could easily pierce such a high-end-looking suit with just a sharpened pencil?

The shadow artist who was sealing seemed to have completely panicked, and the black tentacles that were bound to Fang Yuan's body became weak. Fang Yuan keenly discovered this detail, so he struggled and immediately broke free from these black tentacles.

After getting out of the shadow that looked like a black hole, Fang Yuan immediately jumped and jumped onto a container on the side. And on another shipping container not far from him, a slender and well-proportioned man with a sense of health stood proudly.

The man looked to be about thirty years old, with clean short hair and handsome features. He wears a pair of black and white sneakers on his feet, a pair of slim-fitting black slacks underneath, and a plain white T-shirt with a casual long sleeve with a small stand-up collar.

A neatly trimmed small piece of beard shows the smell of his male hormones, and if it weren't for the straight knife behind him that could be identified as a murder weapon, this must have been a Sea King brother who could make the girls fascinated to death.

Fang Yuan's break free didn't seem to attract enough attention from the shadow man, his attention was completely drawn to the man standing proudly on the container.

The man's gaze also stopped on the shadow man's body, he didn't have any special expression, he looked very calm, and said to the shadow man: "The shadow of the island country, I haven't received your application for registration, in this case, you have appeared on my Huaxia realm, I can only regard it as ...... Aggression!"

"How could you possibly use our shadow arts?"

"Your shadow skills, don't be ashamed ......"

The man seemed to be very disdainful, and said, "Your so-called shadow technique is just a small branch isolated from my Mo family's exercises!"

The shadow man seemed to be stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said in a slightly trembling voice, "You...... It turned out to be the Mo family! That so-called ...... The Mo family is our shadow nemesis?"

The man showed a very elegant smile and replied: "The seventy-second generation of the Xia Mo family, the mortal generation, Mo Fanchen." ”

"Hehehehehe......"

A grim smile came out from under the mask of the shadow man, and he said in a deep voice: "You just like to rest on your laurels! This was the case a hundred years ago, and it will still be the same a hundred years later! But we are different, we have been making progress, and we have always been at the forefront of the times! The most cutting-edge research, the most advanced equipment, and ...... Powerful shadow art that keeps pace with the times!"

As he spoke, an additional shuriken suddenly appeared in the shadow man's hand. He swirled his hands, and the shuriken bloomed between the palms of his hands like a lotus flower. His palm quickly wrapped around the sharp lotus flower for a few weeks, and a cloud of blood mist suddenly burst out from his palm.

The shadowman's palms are covered with bright red blade scratches, and when you look closely, they seem to be an orderly pattern, but they look somewhat complex and obscure.

The shadow man didn't care at all about the blood flowing down his palm, he quickly sealed in front of his forehead, and then shouted in an island dialect that Fang Yuan didn't understand, and slapped his hands on the ground with a bang.

A pitch-black disc with a diameter of more than two meters suddenly formed behind the shadowman, like a deep eye. In the center of the disc there are three swirling currents, which revolve wildly around the center of the disc like a whirlpool that is constantly stirring.

In an instant, the entire cargo port began to become turbulent. The pitch-black disk was like a black hole capable of swallowing everything, and even the stratus clouds in the sky were stirred into the shape of a whirlwind.

"Today, I'm going to show you how powerful the shadow art that we've been constantly improving can be!"

The change in the wind and clouds in front of him was really a little scary, the last time Fang Yuan saw such a scene was when Longshan Guan received the three palms of Ma Nuzi! Could it be ...... The little devil in front of him already has the strength to fight with that old guy at Nux Nux?

Unlike Fang Yuan's shocked appearance, Mo Fanchen still had a calm and indifferent face.

"Carving insect skills, dare to get an axe?"

With that, he stretched out his right index finger unhurriedly, and the fingertips of his left hand slashed rapidly, and a slender scratch like a scalpel appeared on the belly of his index finger.

Then, with the oozing blood, he quickly drew a spell on the palm of his left hand.

"The great sun is up, the sun is avoiding, and the sun is avoiding!"

With a mighty roar, the palm of his left hand slammed down on the void in front of his chest.

"Bang ......"

A faintly golden wave of light rippled out from between the palms of his left hand, and everywhere he passed, all the restless things that had been stirred by the pitch-black disc were quietly settled.

When the air rippled on the pitch-black disk, the body of the disk suddenly shook violently, and along with it, the shadow man's body was like dead grass in the wind.

After a while, cracks suddenly appeared in the pitch-black disc. Immediately after, there was a thud, as if the glass had shattered, and patches of darkness scattered in the air and disappeared.

The shadow man was also unable to resist it for a moment, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood through the mask.

"How...... How could it be...... How can this be?

Mo Fanchen jumped from the container to the shadow man's side, and looking at him prostrate on the ground, Mo Fanchen slowly pulled out the straight knife behind him and put it against the back of the shadow man's neck.

"Because that's not a legend, our Mo family...... It is the nemesis of your shadows. ”

At this moment, Mo Fanchen suddenly turned his gaze to Fang Yuan, who was still looking stupidly on the container, and said in a deep voice: "Now that the affairs outside have been dealt with, shouldn't we talk about family affairs...... Wanted, Fang Yuan?"

"Forehead ......"

Mo Fanchen's eyes made Fang Yuan feel a little unhappy, as if he was an old cat staring at a mouse. However, Fang Yuan's wit was moved, but he gave himself a chance to return it.

"After a long time, it turns out that you are here to arrest me? I thought you were here to save this group of children, just like me!"

Fang Yuan's words really made Mo Fanchen frown, at this time he seemed to have just noticed some abnormalities, so he glanced back at the container containing the child.

I saw that his hand was up and down, and several lights and shadows that were not clear to the naked eye suddenly crossed, and one side of the container fell to the ground with a "poof".

Inside the container, dozens of pairs of pitiful eyes all looked straight outside, some surprised, some hopeful, but more inexplicable fear.

Seeing these eyes that twinkled like stars, Mo Fanchen's expression finally showed a hint of emotion. In the face of these poor little beings, Mo Fanchen was silent for a moment, and then suddenly revealed an exaggerated smile that did not fit his temperament at all.

"Children, would you like to play a game with your uncle? Uncle count one, two, three, you all close your eyes, okay?"

The children in the container were generally about three or four years old, and although they didn't know what Mo Fanchen wanted to do, they all seemed to be used to obeying orders, so they all nodded blankly.

Facing the children, Mo Fanchen continued to maintain that slightly embarrassed smile, and said, "Then the uncle started to count, one...... Two...... Three!"

At the moment when the group of children obediently closed their eyes, Mo Fanchen's expression suddenly turned cold, and the sharp blade in his hand slashed down the back of the shadow man's neck without hesitation, ending the other party's life in the most straightforward way.

Then he kicked the bodies of the three shadowmen three times in a row, and they all came out of sight of the children. In the end, Mo Fanchen flicked it gently, removing all the remaining blood stains on the knife, and then retracted the straight knife into the sheath as if nothing had happened.

Sure enough, the best way to deal with these people who specialize in special operations assassination is to treat them the way they do. Judging from this series of clean and unobtrusive movements, it is estimated that this Mo Fanchen's main task must also be related to special operations assassination.

Fang Yuan on the side was dumbfounded, needless to say, he knew that this Mo Fanchen must be a veteran of doing this kind of thing.

"Alright, children, open your eyes! Uncle has driven away all the bad guys, and I'll let the other uncles and aunts take you home in a moment, okay?"

But those children didn't seem to know what Mo Fanchen was talking about, and they all just squatted there honestly, staring at him stupidly. Seeing this scene, Mo Fanchen, who seemed to be an embarrassed clown just now, suddenly lowered his tone.

"Children, you ...... now Can get out of that box. From now on, there will be no one to restrain you, and no one will hurt you, come out......! It's all right!"

But the children still didn't make any moves, obviously, they wanted to, but they didn't dare.

It was not difficult to hear from Mo Fanchen's tone that this man who seemed to be a ruthless killer was full of grief and resentment in his heart at the moment. Judging from these reactions, at least it can be shown that he must be a cultivator who upholds kindness and justice in his heart.

So Fang Yuan jumped down from the container and walked to Mo Fanchen's side.

"These children are not the first batch, several batches have already been sent away from here before. Let me go, let me go and look into this thoroughly, and I'll make them the last ones. ”

Mo Fanchen didn't even look back, and said coldly: "Let you go? a wanted criminal who brutally killed the children of the family? A cultivator with no bottom line? How much better can you be than these damn island people?"

Although Mo Fanchen said this about him, Fang Yuan didn't have a trace of anger, instead smiled indifferently and said, "Actually, there are already doubts in your heart about my problem, just when you made a move against the shadow of the island country, you already decided in your heart that I would never be a bad person!"

Mo Fanchen also smiled lightly and said, "You think too much, these island people dare to act recklessly on the land of my Huaxia, and it is my duty to take action against them." And you...... I won't kill you because I have to take you back to the Northeast Branch alive, and only the Chamber of Commerce has the power to make the final execution of you. This is the rule, and the bottom line. ”

"The bottom line? Do you think the islanders talked about the bottom line when they took those children? Your bottom line makes it impossible for you to get justice for those children, but I can. I can because I'm like what you just said...... There is no bottom line. ”

"That's a nice thing to say, but you're just trying to run away with this excuse, do you think I'm going to believe you? Anyway, you're a wanted criminal, and it's what you should do to go back with me!"

However, at this moment, Fang Yuan's extremely familiar voice suddenly came from not far away: "Then what if...... Am I willing to vouch for him?"