hell hunter

Wang Mo's step forward caused a huge wave, and a large number of onlookers gathered at Longmen. Some people recognized this abominable Huang Mao. It is said that his soul power reached the level of 350,000, and he was particularly arrogant and domineering because of this. Cheng

He killed the gangsters in the barracks where he was working. Bullying men and dominating women was what he did every day.

The more hateful people are those who help others do evil. They are useless in themselves, but they are still willing to see others being bullied. They can find pleasure and psychological balance in it. Although they have no real ability, they are still very good at hiding behind words and talking.

These guys are clamoring for you, Huang Mao, to kill Wang Mo and take the girl back as a concubine.

"Have you heard? Everyone's voice?" Huang Mao stepped on the girl and looked at Wang Mo with a look that was reserved for gangsters.

"Would it be against the rules if I kill you?" Wang Mo said a cold and bone-chilling sentence, waiting for the other party's answer.

"Just you?" Huang Mao laughed wildly after hearing this, and then said to everyone present, "If you can kill me, then it will be your fault. It does not count as a fight or a violation of the academy's regulations.

He patted his chest and said, "That's what I said. It counts."

"That's good, let's take action, I'm in a hurry!" Wang Mo's speaking speed did not change from the beginning to the end, and there was no trace of anxiety or anger. Originally, there was no need for weapons to fight Huang Mao, but in order to not be so eye-catching,

He still pulled out the blue steel sword from his back. This was the only weapon on his back, and the other two were hidden somewhere.

"Look at your poor weapons!" Huang Mao mocked Wang Mo's weapons and drew out his weapons with extremely wide movements.

Huang Mao's weapon is divided into two parts, one part is a long red and white handle, and the other part is a wide blade. After twisting and connecting the two ends, a long-handled sword is formed. The most important thing is that it is a battlefield weapon.

Weapons, this was a bit beyond Wang Mo's expectations. But when looking at other people's eyes, there was not much surprise, the most was just envy and jealousy.

"Add another bet, whoever wins can own this beautiful woman?" Huang Mao said this dirty word, and kicked the girl on the ground towards Wang Mo. With this moment of blocking his sight,

Put out the sword and charge forward with the maximum soul power in actual combat, and you will be the most ruthless.

"The dirty tricks make me feel even more justified in killing you." Wang Mo didn't panic when he saw it. All this was just slow motion in his eyes. He grabbed the girl's belt with his left hand and gently brought it to the ground safely. The right hand

The long sword was still sent out at this time, attacking Huang Mao's abdomen as shown below.

Wang Mo fought in slow motion for five minutes, but his patience was completely exhausted. He suddenly turned behind Huang Mao and simply put his sword on Huang Mao's neck. He didn't kill the guy immediately, but gave it to him.

The other party has a chance to say, "Stop, apologize, or I'll kill you."

"Hmph..." Huang Mao was still dissatisfied and resentful, as if he was about to use some big move.

"Brush, why bother!" Wang Mo simply pulled the sword blade and killed the stupid Huang Mao.

"Boom!" Everyone at the scene was excited. Wang Mo didn't know why. But he learned the truth from the crowd's discussion. During the battle, his long sword didn't even touch the sword. Simply put, Huang Mao wanted to take advantage of the weapon.

, but Wang Mo never gave him a chance from beginning to end. This was not a weighted competition at all, it looked like an old man teasing a baby.

"Get up..." Wang Mo put away his sword and pulled up the girl on the ground. He took a closer look and saw that the girl was indeed very beautiful. She had short golden hair and a bumpy figure. She also looked very healthy.

The beauty of.

"This knife belongs to you..." Wang Mo avoided the girl's fiery eyes and threw the sword on the ground to her.

At this time, the group of guys who did not distinguish between good and evil began to cheer without taking it too seriously, "He is yours, hurry up, take him into the house, and go have fun!"

"Get out of here, you bunch of idiots!" Wang Mo had already had enough of this group of guys who had no distinction between good and evil, so he swore at the hundreds of people around him. He raised his sword and pointed at the people around him.

No one in the crowd dared to speak anymore, and they really dispersed.

"Let's go, you are free!" After Wang Mo said this, he walked around the girl and walked into the dragon gate. The other party asked his name again and again from behind, and did not look back. He just vaguely heard the girl say her name, which was Fan Yao.

Standing in front of the training center, Wang Mo felt as if he had arrived at the imperial harem. The red walls, green tiles, tight door with rivets, and the stone beasts on both sides all made it feel like a palace. But when he walked in, it was completely different.

Same, the courtyard is very large, and all imaginable training equipment is available here. There are also clean rooms and pressure rooms indoors and underground. This pressure room is used for cultivating soul power.

"The idiots are out too, haha..." A harsh voice sounded in the courtyard. Wang Mo frowned and turned his head to look over. The crowd was opening their mouths to laugh again. This time it was an overweight man with a pig-shaped figure beside him.

Pet. This is actually a control hunter, which is really rare among so many people.

"Old Mo, don't pay attention to them, let's practice by ourselves!" Fan Yao stood beside the man and tried her best to maintain the man's dignity.

"Beautiful girl, kind-hearted!" Wang Mo hid in the crowd and saw this scene, and gave the other party a high evaluation. After seeing that the other party did not need help this time, he chose a clean room, and

You really need to calm down your mind.

The clean room was almost as imagined, a small, dark room with a coffee table, a futon, and an incense stick. Wang Mo sat cross-legged and began to practice "Vipassana". This book can not only cultivate the body and soul, but also improve the soul.

Li. He sat down for three days without caring about anything that happened in the outside world.

Three days later, Wang Mo felt much calmer and accepted the current situation and reality. He also believed that Xixi and her friends would be fine. As long as they survived this year, they would see Xixi again.

"Huh?" After Wang Mo left the clean room, he found that there was no one in the training center. After walking in the main building complex for a while, he still found no one. Just when he was doubtful, he heard a voice coming from the square outside the dragon gate.

He quickly came outside the dragon gate and found that the place seemed to have just been disbanded, and a group of three or five people were discussing something.

"Come here!" A crisp and authoritative voice appeared. A middle-aged woman in military uniform was staring at him. Although she was middle-aged, she was still beautiful, but her face was cold and arrogant.

"Hello, sir!" Wang Mo came over quickly to reply, not knowing what had delayed him.

"What's your name? Why were you absent from the grouping ceremony?" The female officer's words were very rigid and sounded threatening.

"I have been meditating in the clean room for three days and missed the ceremony. I'm sorry, sir!" Wang Mo still told the truth very cooperatively.

"Three days? How charming are you to be able to meditate for three days?" The female officer didn't believe Wang Mo, but she didn't go any further. "Everyone has been reassigned to the combat team, and now there are only two who are not required."

Yes, and you, the one with poor discipline, you can work as a team."

Wang Mo followed the female officer's voice and looked over, and found that the remaining two people were acquaintances. One was the beautiful woman Fan Yao, and the other was the fat control hunter Lao Mo. After reading it, he said to the female officer, "It's absolutely fine. I

Just form a team with them!"

Before Wang Mo could reach Fan Yao, he heard the latter screaming happily and even jumping up and down on the ground. This made Lao Mo stunned. He didn't know what kind of disease this best friend had. There were still a few steps left.

When she was far away, she rushed up to Wang Mo and said excitedly, "We are really destined. From now on, we will be in groups of three."

"This is the gentleman I told you about, the one who saved me at Longmen!" Fan Yao didn't know Wang Mo's name, so she introduced him to him.

"Hello, my name is Wang Mo!" Wang Mo introduced himself quite generously, and took a small step back to keep his distance from Fan Yao.

"Are my words useless?" Suddenly a domineering voice sounded, followed by footsteps. A guy with a dark green broom head and a group of horsemen surrounded Wang Mo and the other three. He looked at Wang Mo sideways.

Mo said, "You're the one who killed my little brother? I'm really tired of living."

"Who are you?" Wang Mo asked coldly, not even looking at this guy. "Is that Huang Mao your little brother? He voluntarily bet with me, but he just lost his life. Many people can testify.

"

"Even if you bet, you should be the one who dies!" said the broom head unreasonably, and took a step forward to approach Wang Mo, and said in a shameless tone, "I, Zhao Tusheng, am the first brother of the Qinglong Team, who am I to call you?"

Whoever lives will live, whoever is told to die must die." Pointing his hand at Wang Mo's chest, "I'm going to watch you three commit suicide now, do you understand?"

Wang Mo looked at the female officer in the distance, and she didn't seem to have any intention of taking care of it. Then he didn't have anything to worry about. Since he could kill people at will, he could just kill one if he couldn't.

"Brush!" Wang Mo directly drew out the long sword from his back and strangely went to chop the broom head's arm.

"Ah..." The other party didn't seem to expect that Wang Mo would take action. He thought that the other party must have been frightened. When he saw the sword light flickering, he subconsciously pulled back his hand. However, he did not follow the footsteps slightly and staggered into the ground.

On the little brother behind him.

"Kill them!" The broom head became angry and asked the surrounding boys to attack.

"Since no one is in charge, I will go on a killing spree!" Wang Mo yelled deliberately for everyone around to hear. Then he rushed forward with his sword and began to slaughter mercilessly.

Although his soul power was suppressed to forty-six, his fighting ability and physical condition could not be weakened. Wang Mo faced a group of people alone, and it was really a ruthless killing. In the blink of an eye, he had killed three people, all of them piercing the heart with a sword.

And die.

"Stand back, I'll take care of him!" Broomhead seemed to be unable to stand it any longer. He took out a pair of long swords, which were also very obvious battlefield weapons, and prepared to compete with Wang Mojue to the death.

"Stop!" the female officer finally spoke. She walked a few hundred meters in two or three steps, stood in the middle of the crowd, and began to scold sternly, "This is a military camp, not a place for gangsters to fight. Get out of here!"

Wang Mo felt that the charm of the female officer was unfathomable, and just saying "get out" was an attack. Fear arose in his heart, and his body was shaken by the soul power. He didn't want his strength to be seen, so he turned around and took Fan Yao and the two with him.

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