Silence! Deathly silent!

Mo Han's bland words just now lingered in their minds like a magic spell.

Looking up at the figure standing quietly in the darkness, they all had fear in their eyes that they had not been aware of.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Wu Feihong broke the silence, snorted coldly, and stared at Mo Han's figure.

"I don't know how you got into my Wu group, but, from the moment you entered here, you were doomed. ”

His voice was full of murderous intent, and the whole space seemed to suddenly become a little colder.

The heroes are just not ordinary, not so unbearable, at least on the surface, they can remain calm.

In the face of such a threat, Mo Han scoffed, "There is no place in this world that I can't go, and some people once said that they wanted to kill me, but ...... Later they all died. ”

Mo Han shrugged his shoulders slightly, took a step, and walked forward.

With every step he took, the clear sound of footsteps seemed to hit their hearts, making several people's hearts tighten.

"You look scared?"

Mo Han indifferently looked down at the Wind Protector who was kneeling on the ground.

The Wind Protector shuddered.

In his eyes, a killing intent swept over, and he wanted to stand up and fight to the death!

But his killing intent has just been revealed!

A terrifying coercion descended on him in an instant.

Bang!!

The knee that had just been raised, slammed into the ground again.

The floor tiles were shattered!

"Poor, poor! ridiculous!" he shook his head, staring at the Wind Protector with pity.

"Since you are so afraid of Ben Shao, Ben Shao will send you on the road and end your fear with his own hands. ”

His indifferent words fell, and he raised his foot and stepped on the head of the Wind Protector.

Wind Protector's face was full of fear, unwillingness, and humiliation, and he watched the shoes magnify in his eyes.

"No!!no—"

An unwilling roar echoed in the office for a long time.

And Wu Yunfeng and Wu Feihong both shuddered, and goosebumps rose all over their bodies.

Wu Yunfeng, in particular, was already paralyzed to the ground in fright, and his soul was lost.

"Smack!"

It's like a watermelon exploding.

The red-white slurry, flowing on the ground, was bloody and dazzling.

Splashes everywhere.

Mo Han's body seemed to be shrouded in an invisible protective film, and the splashed blood did not leave a trace on his clothes at all.

He will go home later, and if he lets his aunt and Xin'er see him covered in blood, it will inevitably scare them.

So, he'll handle all of this a little more delicately.

"Devil, this guy, what a devil!" Wu Feihong was also completely shrouded in fear at this time, this guy, with just one kick, stepped on the head of the Wind Protector.

Not to mention all this, how bloody and brutal, how hard the skull was, and Mo Han smashed it with a casual kick.

"It seems that sending someone to kill Ben Shao also implicated Xin'er, and the instigator behind this is you. ”

"Young man, leave a line in everything, and it is not casual that I, Wu Feihong, can sit in this position today. Wu Feihong said coldly, "If you leave today, I will give you 10 million, and this matter will be revealed." ”

"The entire Wu Group can't look down on it, 10 million, it's nothing. ”

"Young people are too rampant, and one day they will suffer. ”

Wu Feihong shook his head lightly, and the arrogance in his eyes also returned, quite an unbeatable heroic demeanor.

With that, he took out a pistol from under his desk.

Directly pointed at Mo Han.

The corners of the mouth outline a cold arc.

The gloomy gaze was as cold as a poisonous snake.

"Kill my four protectors, today, take your life to pay for it. ”

"Reincarnation in the next life, remember not to be so rampant. ”

Seeing the pistol pointed at him, Mo Han couldn't help but feel a little funny.

Do these worldly people really think that pistols are useful to him?

Perhaps, when he is defenseless, maybe it can make him wary.

"You're so confident?" Mo Han raised his eyebrows.

Wu Feihong sneered, "The end of the era of martial artists is the arrival of the era of hot weapons, no matter how strong you are, can you pass the bullet quickly?

And when Wu Yunfeng saw this scene, he was sure in his heart, and he slowly got up from the ground, "Hahahaha-Mo Han, this time, you are dead!"

"Bang, your head, it will bloom, and then Ben Shao will see how arrogant you are!!"

He looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, his voice full of pleasure.

"Really?" Qin Yu smiled strangely at the corner of his mouth, "Ignorant and naïve idiot." ”

Seeing Mo Han so calm, Wu Feihong's face sank.

"Die. ”

A long delay means many hitches.

He didn't want to capsize in the gutter, the villain died of too many words, he had heard this famous saying, he would not make such a stupid mistake.

Kill Mohan now!

His eyes lit up, and he pressed the trigger in an instant!!

Bang!!

There was a loud bang, and bullets whistled out from the muzzle.

The speed of the bullet, how fast, he didn't believe that he couldn't kill Mo Han!

But the next moment, he was completely stunned!

Mo Han's whole person disappeared directly in place, leaving only an illusory afterimage, and the bullet passed through directly.

"This, this, this can't be!"

His face was full of horror, his face was full of ashes, and he didn't even have a bullet as fast as Mo Han, this time, what else would he use to compete with Mo Han?

"Where are you looking?"

At this moment, a cold voice came into his ears.

"This gun seems to be fun. ”

Mo Han smiled playfully.

Immediately!

Raising his hand, he clicked and crushed Wu Feihong's arm, who was so pained that cold sweat broke out on his head and he wailed.

The gun in his hand also fell.

Mo Han played with the pistol in his hand, and with a pair of cold eyes, he slowly looked at Wu Yunfeng.

Wu Yunfeng's legs were weak, and he was so frightened that he was about to pee his pants.

"Bang, what did you say, is that so?" Mo Han stared at him indifferently, and his murderous aura suddenly skyrocketed.

Bang.

Gunshots rang out.

Wu Yunfeng was shot in the head, and blood and brains were splashed everywhere.

"Yunfeng!!"

Wu Feihong roared, his eyes were cracked, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"It's your turn. ”

Mo Han turned his head.

His eyes stared at Wu Feihong playfully.

Wu Feihong climbed from the rolling belt and wanted to escape.

But, will Mo Han let him get his way?

"Goodbye. ”

The two words of indifference spit out from Mo Han's mouth.

Gunshots rang out, blood splattered.

Wu Feihong roared unwillingly, his body threw himself on the ground, struggled a few times, and completely lost his breath.

"You shall not live. ”

Mo Han muttered coldly, if they hadn't sent someone to kill Mo Han, Mo Han wouldn't have directly wiped them out, but if they did, they would have to pay the price.

Glancing around, Mo Han picked up a pack of Chinese cigarettes on the table, opened the cigarette case, took out one of them, and lit it.

He looked through the huge glass window, looking out of the darkness, looking down on the traffic below, and the lights were bright.

Lingering smoke slowly erupted from his mouth, drifting irregularly through the air......

"Afterwards, a cigarette, happy like a fairy, China, pure enough. ”

He smiled, and there was a bit of coldness in his eyes.

Stood in front of the giant window for a long time.

He dropped the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it, and turned away, his figure disappearing into the darkness......