Urban: Town Country War God

At the scene of a tragic tragedy, all the men and horses sent by the Mo family were dropped from a high altitude, and the corpses were broken into pieces, which was extremely miserable.

Mo Wentian has experienced all kinds of big winds and waves in his life, and he has also been embarrassed, and he has also knelt down in front of others like a dog begging for mercy.

I've seen the reign of blood and blood, and even killed people who don't know where.

However, this life is not as embarrassed as today, and feels so weak.

"Mr. Big, stabilize your emotions. I have crossed so many hurdles in this life, and I can still cross it this time."

Guo Kaiyong's Qigong cultivation method can be described as first-class. At this time, he can still calm down, and even show a calmness beyond ordinary people.

Seeing that his master was unsteady, he quickly reminded him.

"call!"

Mo Wentian sighed deeply, his expression ugly.

For so many years, I haven't really been as powerless as today. I can only watch my son die in front of me, but I can't do anything about it.

"Uncle Yong, ask people to control the scene and don't let the news leak. This is extremely detrimental to our Mo family."

"You will bring another group of people right away. Be sure to catch the children of the Lin family. I will do it myself and let them be broken into pieces!"

"In addition, I am calling some good hands to find out where the Lin family lived and arrest her. In front of the beast, I personally peeled and cramped layer by layer!"

Mature men not only show maturity in appearance, but also show decisiveness and fierceness in doing things, and can do the most correct things in the most chaotic moments.

Mo Wentian is undoubtedly such a person.

At this moment, he took out the cigarette and lit it out of his arms, took a deep breath, and ordered it methodically.

That face, which has always been without joy and worry, is very rare with a touch of hideousness.

"Yes, I will do it right away."

Guo Kaiyong bent down slightly, his eyes flashed with a gleam of killing, and a cold dagger exuding a cold light appeared on his wrist, and he rushed into the broken star building again with a large number of people and horses.

"No one in my Mo family has dared to offend me for many years. The little beast surnamed Lin, if you dare to kill my son today, dare to speak rudely to me, then I will let you know the fate of offending me!"

Mo Wentian stood downstairs, in a suit spotlessly clean, his white face and no beard squinted at the top floor, a strange light revealed in his eyes.

The roof of the broken star building.

The moon star was shining, and the breeze was blowing, with a hint of coldness.

The person with the Death Scythe has been commanded by Lin Xiao to retreat.

Now, Xu Hao and him are the only ones left on the huge rooftop.

Lin Xiao looked unwavering, and today's matter is just the beginning.

The death of a Mo family's three young masters is very important, and the meaning can be big or small.

But it can force the four big families to take action in advance.

"Has Haozi played the cat and mouse game?" Suddenly, Lin Xiao turned his head and smiled and asked Xu Hao.

A dagger emerged from Xu Hao's hand, and he grinned: "Played."

Cats catch mice, they have to slowly consume, bit by bit invaded, destroying their hearts, making them completely lose their resistance, life is not as good as death, and they want to live.

"By the way, I asked Zhang Feihu to come on stage later. The master of Mo's play hasn't been finished yet, so he demolished his stage so quickly. That's not funny, right?" Lin Xiao smiled slightly, like a spring breeze.

Xu Hao laughed along with him, unscrupulously and unscrupulously.

It is his honor and the honor and disgrace to be able to fight side by side with Lin Shuai.

Ta Ta Ta

Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps sounded.

A team of nearly fifty people, big men in special uniforms rushed to the top of the building, everyone holding a gun with live ammunition in their hands.

"Playing with cats and mice, Mr. Lin is so elegant."

An old voice sounded, and an old man in a Tang suit who was over sixty years old came up.

In fact, he is not tall, but when he walks, he walks in swift steps, majestic and majestic, and he has a master style of his own.

The person here is not someone else, it is Guo Kaiyong who was ordered to take down Lin Xiao.

Lin Xiao's skills are indeed incredible, but he is not afraid.

He practiced Antarctic gossip since he was young, and Neijiaquan has reached the pinnacle. He is not defeated by any master in the empire, so he naturally has his own confidence.

Lin Xiao's wrist is indeed strong, but so what, now he has the upper hand no matter whether it is manpower or personal strength.

"It is rumored that the direct disciple of the great master of Antarctic gossip Chen Shihu is Guo Kaiyong."

"I guess the old gentleman is the one-hundred and forty-year-old disciple of the old **** who is now living in Wudang, Guo Kaiyong, right?"

Lin Xiao had a calm expression with a smile on her face.

Regarding the Mo family death squad that was waiting in full battle, he was indifferent.

Even if he recognizes the direct disciple of Great Master Chen Shihu, he can still be calm and calm.

This qigong method made Guo Kaiyong, who had seen all kinds of heavenly favorites, also be slightly shocked.

He really had to admit that the young man who had just met and only said a word really had the ability to challenge the Mo family.

Just relying on this honor and disgrace is enough.

"Young people have good eyesight, and they still remember this old past."

Guo Kaiyong didn't do it the first time, anyway, it was in his own pocket, and he was not in a hurry.

"Old Mr. Chen was so angry that he killed the mighty prestige of the army, but you can't forget. The old man is kind to the empire. As a junior, how dare to forget it?"

"Mr. Guo, do you think so?!"

Suddenly, there was a cold glow in Lin Xiao's eyes and shot directly at Guo Kaiyong, making Guo Kaiyong, who was not afraid of people all his life, like a falling ice warehouse.

puff!

In the next moment, beside the Mo family death squad with live ammunition, there was a group of corps shrouded in black stomachs, stern, iron and blood, exuding endless coercion, holding long swords in their hands.

There was almost no chance for everyone to react. Fifty people were very strong and possessed a death squad with live ammunition. They all beheaded.

boom!

The body crashed to the ground, blood and head staged a Shura **** on this rooftop.

Even though he had lived to the age of Guo Kaiyong and had seen all kinds of big winds and waves, he still shuddered for no reason, shuddering, and a great sense of panic emerged in his heart.

What made Guo Kaiyong dared to be even more shocked was that he could not sense this army at all.

And the whole process is only a short ten seconds.

This

"Mr. Guo, as a direct disciple of Old Chen, instead of learning Old Chen's enthusiasm, he helped the Mo family to do the most conscionable things."

"Are you convicted?!"

Lin Xiao's eyes condensed, and he stared at Guo Kaiyong, making the latter panic.

However, Guo Kaiyong is not afraid. He has reached the pinnacle of Antarctic gossip, and he is sure to let this young man completely die in a short time.

He didn't believe it anymore. Could it be that a young man in his 30s could not be stronger than him.

Of course, just when he was about to do it, his pupils suddenly shrank, and a huge panic filled his heart.

I saw that you young man didn't know when, but he appeared in front of him, grabbed his neck, made him incapable of resisting, and showed a bright smile, "It's time to sing this scene of Patriarch Mo. , It's my turn."

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