He drank with Lao Chewing until eleven o'clock in the evening, and Mo Ziqian sent Pan Feiling back, this Pan Feiling didn't drink very well, and after pouring beer for seven or eight times, he was a little drunk. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After sending Pan Feiling back, Mo Ziqian wandered on the street alone for half an hour before going to the old TV tower in Yuncheng County, and a few pours of beer were like not drinking to him, and now that his body has been transformed by Godhead, all aspects of his body are no longer imaginable to ordinary people.

Yuncheng County, the old TV tower, not very far from the county seat, is about two kilometers, on a high mountain, the old TV tower was a execution ground before, in the last century, many death row prisoners were executed here, and then this execution ground was not used, but built a TV tower, the previous construction was also a small TV tower, now Yuncheng County has also moved the TV tower to other places, here is now a desolate place.

Although Mo Ziqian did not grow up in Yuncheng County, but this famous execution ground in the last century, the people of the county all know that Mo Ziqian walked towards the old TV tower, according to the agreed time, there is still half an hour, two kilometers away, for a main god in the early stage of foundation building, it is not a distance at all.

Mo Ziqian was walking slowly, but there were already people waiting on the execution ground, and there was more than one person, three cars, all of them were Volkswagen Tiguan, and the cars were full of people.

"How is it, Brother Duan?" Lin Feng, who was sitting in the back row, asked Duan Changlin next to him, he had seen Mo Ziqian's methods with his own eyes, but this Changlin was a master introduced by Ji Shao, and I heard Ji Shao say that this Changlin was a master in the martial arts world, and he had fought underground black boxing, and his results were good.

"Hehe, after a while, I will know that one can easily bend the steel chisel crowbar, this arm strength is very good, but it can only be said that the arm strength is very large, and it can't match the skill, I learned the national art from the old master, which is used to kill people, not to show off muscles!" Duan Changlin smiled, he didn't pay attention to Mo Ziqian, according to their description, this Mo Ziqian is just a twenty-four-year-old guy, even if he cultivates martial arts from his mother's womb, is it longer than himself.

As for blasting the stone pier, he thinks that the stone pier is either severely weathered or sandstone with little hardness, and it is too easy to burst this kind of rock.

"A hairy boy, think about how much skill he can have, I have asked my subordinates to inquire, that kid has loved to cause trouble since he was a child, I haven't heard of him learning any national arts, he will definitely not be Brother Duan's opponent, in this era, especially young people, who else is going to learn national arts? Practice some muscles to show off your body, take some photos or play some anchors and the like, just to meet the needs of your heart, compared with Brother Duan's authentic martial arts, it is far worse. Hearing Duan Changlin say this, Lin Feng seemed to have taken a reassuring pill, and at the same time, he didn't forget to pat his ass.

"Hey, hey!" Duan Changlin was noncommittal.

"I heard Ji Shao say that Brother Duan also has a senior brother, I don't know how it is now, I have the opportunity to introduce my brother to him another day. ”

"My senior brother!" As soon as he heard Lin Feng ask, Duan Changlin was in awe, and then replied: "He, I've been going to XC for several years, my sister-in-law is not in good health, he heard that there is a monk over there who can treat his sister-in-law's illness, and he has been taking his sister-in-law there for several years, and I can only look up to his skills, which is difficult to surpass in this life!"

"Oh! Brother Duan is so good, even Brother Jiu admires it, Brother Duan should not be modest!"

"Hehe, that's the frog at the bottom of your well, my skill, I don't have more than three moves under him, it's just that the senior brother is indifferent to fame and fortune, and likes to live a carefree and indisputable life, otherwise, how can there be no place for him in the national art world!" Duan Changlin said and looked at his watch again, so he frowned and said, "It's almost twelve o'clock, and you haven't come yet?"

"Are you looking for some helper?" Lin Feng raised his hand and looked at his watch, it was still five minutes before twelve o'clock, and he had already arrived to find a helper.

Hearing Lin Feng say this, Duan Changlin smiled slightly, Is it useful to help? Don't say that in Yuncheng County, even in Phoenix Prefecture, it is difficult to find a skill like him!

As the two were talking, they saw a white figure suddenly appear in the clearing, and this figure seemed to appear out of thin air, like a ghost, silent.

The three Volkswagen Tiguans, which originally had low beams, suddenly turned on the high beams, making the entire execution ground look like daylight.

When everyone saw it, they were startled.

"Mo Ziqian......" Lin Feng and Duan Changlin couldn't help but say in unison, when did this girl come, why didn't anyone find out, three cars of people, fifteen people, are they all blind?

TV Tower Execution Ground, many death row prisoners have been shot before, Mo Ziqian is the first time to come to this place, just arrived here, a gloomy meaning, immediately permeated this small open space, because no one has come to this execution ground for a long time, there are some weeds growing around, the wind blows, these weeds continue to sway, and it makes people feel more and more cold.

"Hehe! Mr. Mo really kept his promise, Duan admired and admired!" Duan Changlin opened the car door and laughed, like a friend who hadn't seen him for many years.

Duan Changlin got out of the car, and all the gangsters in the car also got out of the car, they lined up, all of them were holding guys in their hands, especially Lin Feng, Mo Ziqian's sense swept away, and he immediately knew that Lin Feng had a pistol pinned to his waist, and Comrade Xiaozhe also pinned a fruit knife to the ** last night, and the result was ...... went to the palace of King Yama of Qin Guang and strung the door.

The headlights of the Tiguan are very bright, and the lights shine on the backs of these gangsters, projecting them, and the shadows are directly stretched very long, seeing this situation, Mo Ziqian immediately thought of many movies and TV series that love to shoot this kind of picture, as soon as this posture is opened, it is a scene of gangster duel, this is these people are not wearing black wind and rain, nor are they wearing hats, let alone scarves, or it is really like the scene of the TV series "SH Beach".

Going to the appointment alone, not only Duan Changlin admired Mo Ziqian's courage, but even Lin Feng and those gangsters admired Mo Ziqian's courage, and there were Feng Bing Fu Qiang and the golden monkey in this row, they looked at Mo Ziqian's eyes, as if they were looking at a death row prisoner who was about to be executed, with a hideous expression on their faces.

"So many people, do you want to beat me?" Mo Ziqian sneered, even if there were several big trucks, Mo Ziqian would not let it go, these weak mortals wanted to fight with the immortals?

"Hehe, Mr. Mo, you are really good at laughing, fighting with you, Duan Mou will not need them, but you Mr. Mo, I don't see you bringing helpers, you seem to be very confident!" Duan Changlin was still talking and laughing, and Mo Ziqian looked at him calmly, although the lights were dazzling, but it did not affect Mo Ziqian's sight.

This surnamed Duan is of medium stature, wearing a black short-sleeved Chinese Tang suit, with a pair of black leather shoes on his feet, he is not very tall, about 1.72 meters, with a long hooked nose, thin lips, plus a pair of thin round eyes, and a little bald on his head, no matter how he looks at it, he looks like a sinister person.

"If you want to fight, you talk a lot of bullshit! like a bitch!" Mo Ziqian is also too lazy to talk nonsense with him, it's past twelve o'clock in the big night, who has time to talk to these gangsters, Mo Ziqian doesn't fight, as soon as he makes a move, he will definitely make them regret it, these bastards have called the landline at home, don't let them be impressed, and in the next three days, they will come to harass or do something out of line, Mo Ziqian will definitely regret it for the rest of his life.