A commercial car drove to the door, and the rear window slowly rolled down, revealing Wu Chaoxing's face. "Mr. Mo, get in the car."

"Okay." Mo Huasong got in the car without saying a word.

There were four people in the car, Wu Chaoxing, the driver and two bodyguards.

When Mo Huasong got into the commercial car and the door was closed, an indescribable atmosphere of tension filled the air.

The commercial vehicle drove quickly forward, and after about ten minutes, it turned into a small factory.

There was no one in the small factory. When the commercial vehicle entered, the door slowly closed again.

Wu Chaoxing looked at Mo Huasong strangely. They all brought him to this abandoned factory. Why was he not afraid or asking questions?

The bodyguard opened the car door and jumped out. Mo Huasong followed and stood there silently.

The bodyguard who came down from behind gave Mo Huasong a strange look and asked Wu Chaoxing: "Boss, is there something wrong with this man's head?"

"It's strange, he wasn't like this when I saw him that day." Wu Chaoxing was surprised.

Now Mo Huasong is like a puppet, he does whatever they ask him to do.

Mo Huasong raised his head and sneered: "Wu Chaoxing, whatever you want to do, just do it quickly. I still have something to do."

"You know we are going to do something bad to you?" Wu Chaoxing looked at Mo Huasong in surprise.

Mo Huasong said: "Any fool will know that last night you said you couldn't transfer money and you wanted to take me to the bank. Do you still need me to transfer a sum of money? You can just go to the bank and transfer it."

"Hahaha, Mo Huasong, I checked your background. You are just a student with no background. Besides, even if you are the eldest son of the four major families in Zhanhai City, we will crush you to death.

It's like pinching an ant." Wu Chaoxing laughed confidently.

Mo Huasong asked: "You don't want to give that 15 billion?"

"If it's just the money, we don't care, but you have to tell us the whereabouts of Master Batian." Wu Chaoxing's eyes showed greed.

They had investigated in the martial arts community and found that no one knew this Master Ba Tian.

But the treasures refined by Master Batian have already become extremely popular in the world of martial arts.

At first, Wu Chaoxing thought that he could make a lot of money by selling the treasures refined by Master Ba Tian for about 300 million.

But because there are not many small black knives nowadays, and Wu Chaoxing is hoarding them without selling them, the small black knives are now sold for 800 million.

Now the entire martial arts world is inquiring about Master Batian, and they all want to get the peerless treasure he refined.

Wu Chaoxing has a bigger heart. He wants Master Ba Tian to serve only their Xingwei Pavilion and refine weapons for them for a lifetime.

To find Master Ba Tian, ​​we need to start from Mo Huasong.

If Mo Huasong had a first-level sect background, Wu Chaoxing would have to consider it carefully. But Mo Huasong is just a student, and there is no problem in hijacking him casually.

"You want to find Master Ba Tian?" Mo Huasong thought it was a bit funny.

Master Tyrant is him, and he is standing beside them, but they don't know it.

"Yes." Wu Chaoxing nodded. "Mo Huasong, as long as you lead us to find Master Ba Tian, ​​I can spare your life."

Although Wu Chaoxing said this, Mo Huasong could feel the murderous aura emerging from him.

Hum, only the dead can keep secrets. Wu Chaoxing will not let Mo Huasong go. As long as he finds Master Ba Tian, ​​Mo Huasong will die.

Mo Huasong sneered: "Okay then, you all go to hell."

Wu Chaoxing waved to the two bodyguards: "Do it."

The bodyguards moved and rushed toward Mo Huasong like tigers descending a mountain.

He acquired the seventh level of martial arts, and his strength is very good.

If they were a little confident in the martial arts world, it was a pity that they met Mo Huasong.

Mo Huasong shook his right hand, and black light suddenly appeared. The two bodyguards felt pain in their right hands. When they lowered their heads, they saw that their right hands had been chopped off.

"Ah, boss, he used Master Batian's little black knife." The bodyguard screamed while covering his severed hand.

Nowadays, Master Batian's little black knife is sold very expensively, one billion or eighty billion, and we can't find the source of it.

We must know that none of the warriors want to have a handy weapon, and Master Ba Tian's little black knife is not only sharp, but also easy to retract and retract. After buying it, they certainly don't want to change hands.

For warriors, one billion or eighty million is nothing, they can find ways to earn it.

But a peerless weapon like the Tyrant Master is hard to come by. No matter how much money you spend, it can't compare to the little black knife.

Like now, this Mo Huasong doesn't seem to know martial arts, but he can cut off their right hands with a small black knife. What a terrifying peerless weapon this is.

"You guys stand down and let me come." Wu Chaoxing said as he took out a small black knife. "Mo Huasong, don't think that you are the only one who has it. I also have a small black knife."

The two bodyguards looked at the little black knife in Wu Chaoxing's hand with envy. If they had such a treasure in their hands just now, their right hands would not be broken.

Wu Chaoxing puffed up his chest, and a powerful internal force came out of his body.

"Wow, the boss is so powerful. It turns out he has acquired the eighth level of martial arts." The two bodyguards exclaimed in surprise.

Originally, they thought that although Wu Chaoxing came from the martial arts world, he was also a businessman and was not very powerful.

Unexpectedly, Wu Chaoxing has been hiding his strength for a long time, and now he is showing it.

Wu Chaoxing proudly walked towards Mo Huasong with a small black knife. In his eyes, Mo Huasong was just a little ant.

If he hadn't wanted to ask Mo Huasong about Master Batian's whereabouts, he would have killed Mo Huasong long ago.

"A sword across the sky." Wu Chaoxing suddenly screamed, black light rose up, and swept towards Mo Huasong with a sharp sword energy.

Wu Chao

No wonder everyone likes Master Ba Tian’s little black knife. It is truly a peerless treasure that cannot be compared with other treasures.

Your Majesty's decision is wise. As long as Master Ba Tian is kidnapped, their sect will become so powerful that no one else can compare with it.

It was getting closer, getting closer, and the powerful blade was about to reach Mo Huasong.

Wu Chaoxing laughed happily: "Hahaha, Mo Huasong, did you see that my attack is so powerful that you can't resist it, so why don't you just stand there and wait to die?"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Hua relaxed.

With a "pop" sound, the little black knife in Mo Huasong's hand cut off Wu Chaoxing's little black knife and took it straight to the opponent's chest.

"It's not good." Wu Chaoxing secretly yelled that something was wrong, and tried his best to use Qinggong to fly back.

Mo Huasong's shot was so fast that he couldn't even see how Mo Huasong made the shot.

Wu Chaoxing only saw a flash of black light, and then his little black knife broke. What was even more terrifying was that Mo Huasong's attack did not break and continued to harvest his life.
Chapter completed!