Mo Huasong rolled his eyes at Mu Fanxuan: "Stupid woman, fortune tellers will always say ambiguous things. If you have difficulties this year, it will be good if you can get through it, but it will be bad if you can't. Tell me, who doesn't have some difficulties in this year?

?It’s just a big or small difficulty.”

"But he's right." Mu Fanxuan said as he took out a hundred yuan from his wallet and gave it to Fei Long.

Feilong took the money and rolled up his stall excitedly, as if he was leaving.

"Shengun, you just want to run away after taking the money?" Mo Huasong asked.

This hundred yuan is nothing, but Mo Huasong doesn't want Mu Fanxuan to be deceived by others.

"Hey, kid, don't think that I'm easy to bully. I'm warning you, I, Fei Long, is also famous in the world. Seeing that your hall is dark now, you will suffer a bloody disaster." Fei Long glared at Mo Huasong,

Pointing back in surprise.

Mo Huasong and the others looked up and found nothing special. When they looked back, the fat dragon had run away in a hurry.

Mo Huasong laughed at Mu Fanxuan: "Do you understand now? That fat dragon is a magic stick, not a magician."

"Although he ran away, I feel that what he said was somewhat right. I feel good about it now." After saying this, Mu Fanxuan felt sweet in her heart.

Mushi Group is getting better and better, and this elm tree is not as hateful as before.

That more than an hour in the airplane restroom was truly the most unforgettable memory in her life.

I didn't expect that kind of thing would be so disturbing

She was just afraid that he would do something like that in the room later and her body wouldn't be able to bear it, so she made an excuse to run down.

The more Mu Fanxuan thought about it, the more she blushed, and she didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Mo Huasong looked at the red-faced Mu Fanxuan strangely: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"You're not feeling well." Mu Fanxuan rolled her eyes at Mo Huasong and turned away from the elm.

Suddenly, Mu Fanxuan opened his eyes, pointed forward and shouted, "What is that man going to do? He has a gun in his hand."

Mo Huasong looked up and saw a passerby in front of him holding a gun and preparing to shoot at two men wearing military green shirts not far to the right.

Mu Fanxuan's scream immediately alerted the two men, and they threw themselves on both sides.

There were two soft "pop bang" sounds, and the bullet hit the place where the two men were standing. The sound was not loud. The passerby used a silenced pistol.

Seeing that the shot was empty, passers-by continued to shoot at the tall young man on the right.

The young man had already reacted, and immediately bounced up on the ground, turning around in the air to avoid the bullets.

When another man was trying to save his companion, a dozen gangsters with paint on their faces suddenly appeared in front of him. They all had submachine guns in their hands.

They divided into two groups and shot at the two men respectively.

"Bang bang bang." Those bullets seemed to be free of charge and kept spraying forward.

The passerby who had just made a sneak attack turned back and glared at Mu Fanxuan. If she hadn't warned him just now, he would have killed those two targets.

The passerby raised his gun angrily and was about to shoot Mu Fanxuan.

"Ah." Mu Fanxuan continued to scream in fear.

Seeing that the beauty who was kindly helping him was about to suffer, the tall young man flew over anxiously. "Be careful."

"Eight levels of martial arts acquired the day after tomorrow." Mo Huasong sneered when he saw the tall young man using martial arts.

With just this little martial arts, you want to come over and cause trouble? My woman, can’t I save her?

"Bang bang bang." Bullets continued to shoot at the tall young man.

Although he has great martial arts skills, he can still dodge one or two bullets.

But with so many bullets, it's not easy for him to dodge.

Moreover, in order to save Mu Fanxuan, he changed his flight path, making him even more vulnerable to being shot.

"Whoosh."

A bullet hit the tall young man's thigh, and he slowed down and fell from the air.

"Kill him." The gangsters showed joy on their faces. Their main target this time was the tall young man.

"Captain!" Another companion turned pale with fright.

Completely disregarding his own life, he jumped suddenly and had a pistol in his hand.

"Bang bang bang." The man clicked several times, and all the bullets hit the vital points of the criminals in front of him.

But the villains were not weak either. When they saw the man's counterattack, they stepped back one after another and continued to fight back.

Mo Huasong snorted coldly, and there was a small black knife in his right hand.

"Whoosh." There was a flash of black light, and the passerby who wanted to kill Mu Fanxuan tilted his head, his throat was cut open, and blood spurted out.

If Mo Huasong hadn't seen that this was a street, he would have wanted to chop off the other person's head instead of slitting his throat.

The passerby slowly fell down, and the gangster behind him cried out sadly: "We must kill you."

Although these people spoke Chinese, their voices were a bit weird.

Seeing that Mu Fanxuan was not in danger, the tall young man turned around and killed the gangster next to him.

"Ah." A gangster was shot to death by a tall young man.

But these gangsters did not back down and continued to chase the two men.

Mo Huasong's heart trembled. He looked up at the roof of the building on the opposite street. He felt like he was locked by something.

"Hmph, is it that easy to kill me?" Mo Huasong sneered in his heart.

When he came to the capital this time, he knew that things would not be that simple, and he was mentally prepared to go on a killing spree in the capital.

If it wasn't for his mother's sake, he would have gone crazy at Wu's house at noon.

But no matter what, if someone wants to kill him now, he will not let him go.

Under the examination of Mo Huasong's spiritual consciousness, he knew that there was a man in black on the roof of the building, holding a sniper rifle and aiming at him with murderous intent.

"Just stand here and don't move." Mo Huasong told Mu Fanxuan.

"Let's go back to the hotel quickly." Mu Fanxuan said worriedly.

If she had known it was dangerous outside, she and Wu Yuzhen would have borrowed a female bodyguard to come out.

"Bang." The sniper fired, and the bullets shot toward Mo Huasong like lightning.

Mo Huasong moved his body slightly to avoid the sniper rifle.

"Bang." A big hole opened in the display window at the back, and the shop owner's scream came from inside.

The sniper on the roof showed shock when he saw that Mo Huasong did not fall.

But at this moment, the sword spirit appeared in front of him.

There was a flash of white light, his body trembled, and then he jumped downstairs with the sniper rifle in hand.

"Ah, someone jumped off the building." People on the roadside screamed.

Mo Huasong knew that this kind of killer only killed people for money and did not know who the employer behind them was.

And Mo Huasong didn't bother to know that when he kept killing him, he would know who wanted to kill him.

At this time, when the gangster over there saw Mo Huasong looking at the place where someone jumped from the building, he raised his gun and secretly shot at Mo Huasong.

Mu Fanxuan happened to see the gangster trying to kill Mo Huasong, and was so frightened that he screamed: "Don't kill him."
Chapter completed!