"Hehe! Before the fight, Duan Mou first explained that he studied national art and specialized in the art of killing, so Mr. Mo should pay attention. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Duan Chang Lin Pi smiled without a smile, as if he was about to ravage his prey.

"I also want to explain that the people who have fought with me are generally dead!" Duan Changlin was rampant, Mo Ziqian was even more arrogant than him, and said in front of the gods that he specialized in the art of killing?

"Young and frivolous!" Duan Changlin, no matter how good his cultivation is, when he heard this, a trace of murderous intent suddenly flashed in his eyes, he has been playing black boxing for many years, the victory rate has reached more than 80 percent, and he also has a few lives in his hands, when has he been trampled on his dignity like this by a hairy boy? Not to mention that he is a young man who is not well-known, even those old opponents have given him enough respect.

"You little deflated three, Lao Tzu said, some people are not you garbage can afford to provoke, last time in the hotel alley, Lao Tzu has clearly warned, but there is no long memory, then tonight Brother Qian will impress you garbage, don't think that a group of garbage to find another garbage is not garbage, in the eyes of Lao Tzu, garbage is garbage, there is no difference between up and down, there is no difference between good and bad!" Mo Ziqian left a garbage and a right garbage, he wants to put the ferocity of these gangsters, The dark side of his heart was stimulated, and he didn't feel guilty when he abused these gangsters for a while, Mo Ziqian didn't plan to just clean up Duan Changlin, these fifteen people, all of them had to be deterred, so that when these gangsters saw him in the future, they would have to walk around.

These gangsters were originally aggressive 'bulls', and they had always been reckless in doing things, and Mo Ziqian's words had successfully aroused the dark side of his heart, and when they heard Mo Ziqian's words, they were almost furious.

"Brother Duan, kill him, it's too rushing!" The first one to roar was not Feng Bingfu Qiang, but a thug who looked to be only about seventeen years old, and he should be the youngest in this group.

"A little kid, his mouth is still stinky milk, just learn these garbage mixed society, what about the adults in your family?" Mo Ziqian squinted at the little kid, and his eyes were quite contemptuous.

"I'm going to kill you alive!" The little gangster was also very short-tempered, glaring at him, as if he wanted to eat people, if this kind of person started to go crazy, he would definitely put people to death, and he would not think of any consequences.

"Ah Yong, don't be impatient! There are also Brother Feng and Brother Duan here, wait a while, Brother Duan will meet your requirements!" Feng Bing turned his head and glared at the little gangster, there are still two leaders here, why is it your turn to speak, although he also wants to step on Mo Ziqian's face in his heart.

"I'll make your life worse than death in a moment!" said the thug named Ah Yong through gritted teeth.

"This little kid, still screaming here, still not going home to do his homework, do you still want your uncle to give some money to buy snacks?" Mo Ziqian stared, just like an adult teaching a primary school student, when this little gangster heard this, the steel pipe in his hand was raised, and he was about to charge forward, if it weren't for the presence of a few big brothers, he would definitely be on it, he thought he was the underworld, representing the forces of darkness, when it was the turn of a common man to teach a lesson to a little kid on the left and a little kid on the right, especially in front of a few big brothers, it was a very shameful thing.

As soon as Mo Ziqian's words came out, the crowd was furious, and they raised the weapons in their hands one by one, this posture, as long as Lin Feng gave an order, they would definitely all rush forward and directly beat Mo Ziqian, and they wanted to beat Mo Ziqian into a meat pie.

"Hehe, people are not only bold, but this mouth is also sharp-toothed, but no matter how much you provoke these brothers, it can't change your tragic end!" Seeing the commotion of the crowd, Duan Changlin sneered, he didn't plan to communicate with Mo Ziqian, he couldn't say anything about this mouth.

Duan Changlin still has a certain demeanor, after all, he can bear it normally, so he said hello before making a move: "Mr. Mo, take it!"

Duan Changlin twisted his neck, moved his wrist joint, and then took a small step forward with his left leg, raised his right hand forward, and then rolled his backhand and clenched his palm into a fist, this should be a set of martial arts starting style, but Mo Ziqian didn't know it, and there was no need to understand it, the gods were fighting, using magical powers, and these fists and embroidered legs could only be played by monkeys.

With a kick of his right foot, Duan Changlin jumped up directly and ran towards Mo Ziqian a few meters away, his speed was very fast, and he was about to reach Mo Ziqian in the blink of an eye.

Sure enough, he has practiced national arts, this strength and speed are really not comparable to ordinary people, but for Mo Ziqian, it is still too weak.

A sneer flashed in Duan Changlin's eyes, and for Mo Ziqian's calmness, he secretly said in his heart: The courage is good, but unfortunately after all, he is still an ignorant and arrogant young man, and he will not retreat, but if I go down with this punch, as long as I am hit, it will definitely hurt my muscles and bones, and I have been playing black boxing for so many years, I don't know how many people have been concussed by his punch.

Since you are looking for death like this, Duan Mou will make you a cripple, this is not a martial arts exchange on the stage, it is not a showmanship, it is not a show of femininity.

Duan Changlin fights with his opponent, and he almost never keeps every shot, on the surface, he talks and laughs with you, but that doesn't mean that he is not ruthless, on the contrary, he is extremely murderous.

When the fist was almost close to Mo Ziqian's head, Mo Ziqian's eyes narrowed slightly, and his right hand was raised suddenly, and it was also a simple punch to greet him, fist to fist, but his speed, how to say it, when Wu Shaojun shot, the bullet could be caught, his speed was faster than the bullet, and Duan Changlin's fate can be imagined.

"You are looking for death!" Duan Changlin's eyes suddenly turned hideous, and a sneer appeared on his lips, looking for death without picking time, I really don't know where your confidence comes from, Mo Ziqian does not avoid it, it does not mean that Duan Changlin will retract the fist that blasted out.

Duan Changlin was still sneering in his heart, and even wanted to see the miserable appearance of Mo Ziqian falling.

However, the sound of "click!", which was the sound of broken bones, was very crisp, echoing on the execution ground, and people couldn't help but shake their heads.

Mo Ziqian's shot was very fast, Duan Changlin couldn't see Mo Ziqian's shot at all, and even before he could react to what was going on, Mo Ziqian kicked another big kick and kicked directly towards Duan Changlin's lower abdomen, this power was also very great, and when he shot over, Duan Changlin's body was like a sandbag, bounced off the ground, flew upside down, and hit the hood of a Tiguan directly.

There was a loud bang, and then it was bounced up before rolling down, the hood was knocked in, the whole car shook for a while, and even the alarm sounded.

The fighting time was very short, only two or three seconds, the battle was over, Duan Changlin came and went quickly, and he was almost killed in seconds.

After a group of thugs came back to their senses, they couldn't help but gasp, and swallowed the spit in their mouths fiercely.

This scene is very shocking and impactful, especially in such an eerie place as the execution ground, which definitely makes people feel shadowed.