Villain: Kissed By The Protagonist's Mother At The Beginning

Perhaps it was due to the deterioration of Meng Fei's health due to Meng Fei's support. After Meng Xing got off the hood, his face suddenly turned red, and then he heard an "ah" sound.

A mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth and spat straight onto Meng Feiwo's body.

Meng Fei's white shirt was suddenly dyed red.

"Master, are you okay?"

Enduring the strong smell of blood, Meng Feiwo helped Meng Xing with trembling hands, but his eyes were looking at his feet, with a look of horror on his face.

At his feet, there were several pieces of flesh-colored internal organs that Meng Xing had just vomited out.

It was much larger than the internal organ fragments spit out on the hood before, almost the size of a thumb's finger.

Meng Xing did not answer Meng Feiwo. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face immediately turned from red to pale.

Immediately after his body trembled, his eyes closed, and he lost all vitality. His whole body was about to collapse to the ground.

Meng Feiwo quickly supported him tightly, with a look of horror on his face.

"Master, wake up!"

Meng Fei tried shaking Meng Xing, trying to wake him up.

But it was all in vain, Meng Xing didn't react at all.

"What happened?"

Meng Jie's face was pale and his eyes were fixed on the fist mark on Meng Xing's chest.

Judging from the fist marks on Meng Xing's chest, Meng Xing was obviously seriously injured by a punch, and even the internal organs in his body were blown to pieces.

So when I coughed up blood, I coughed up the broken organs.

Looking at this dazzling fist mark, Meng Fei's mind went blank.

To beat a junior Huajin warrior like this with one punch, the opponent must be an intermediate Huajin warrior.

As for the higher-level Huajin warriors, Meng Fei and I dare not think about it.

The high-level warriors of Huajin are all big shots who see the beginning but not the end of the dragon.

Not to mention him, not even his grandfather Meng Jie has ever seen a high-level Huajin warrior.

"I originally thought that grandpa accidentally injured the Meng Xing clan master when he was fighting."

"But no matter how careless grandpa is, he can't be so heavy-handed in a fight with his own people, right?"

Looking at the dazzling fist mark, Meng Fei couldn't help but mutter to himself.

He originally thought that Meng Xing was accidentally injured by his grandfather when he was fighting with him.

In the past, Meng Xing often competed with his grandfather to hone his martial arts skills, and was often injured by his grandfather.

But after seeing the fist mark on Meng Xing's chest, Meng Fei knew that Meng Xing was definitely not injured by his grandfather.

His grandfather and Meng Xing had no grudge, and even had a harmonious relationship.

No matter how good his grandfather was, he still knew how to behave appropriately. How could he hurt his clan brother like this?

"What happened to the Meng family?"

Meng Fei couldn't help but murmur to himself again.

He really wanted to ask the Meng family disciples in front of him what happened.

0......Please give me flowers......

But those Meng family disciples seemed to be frozen, making no sound. The entire backyard was silent, with only some insects chirping in their ears.

Meng Fei could only see that these Meng family disciples seemed to be frozen, their bodies seemed to be shaking slightly, as if they had encountered something extremely frightening.

Meng Fei gritted his teeth, carefully placed Meng Xing's body on the ground, and immediately jumped on the top of his car.

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Tonight was full of weirdness. He wanted to see clearly what happened in the family.

He was not very tall, but standing on the ground, his vision was blocked by the Meng family's children.

But after climbing to the top of the car, his vision immediately became clear.

"Why is he here?"

"Shouldn't he have been killed by the soldiers I sent by this time?"

Meng Feiwo's eyes widened and he looked ahead with a horrified expression.

There is a relatively empty area there.

The surrounding Meng family disciples surrounded this open area.

In the middle of this open area, stood a young man.

He is very young, about twenty years old.

At this moment, he looked calm and calm.

The disciples of the Meng family around him stared at this young man with a look of deep horror on their faces. .