Today is my birthday, happy birthday to myself.

When Mu Fanxuan heard what Ma Jun said, he turned pale with fright.

Mo Huasong may not know how powerful the martial arts sect is, but she does.

Those people have great martial arts skills and are not afraid of other people at all.

In the past, Mu Fanxuan also wanted to hire two martial arts masters as bodyguards, but when he heard that each of these masters had an annual salary of hundreds of years, he stopped hiring them.

There is absolutely no reason to offend these people. The only thing you can do is get killed by them.

"Mo Huasong, please leave quickly." Mu Fanxuan gritted his teeth and told Mo Huasong to leave here quickly.

Although she hated Mo Huasong very much in her heart, she didn't know why, at this time, she didn't want Mo Huasong to die here.

"Damn, Mu Fanxuan, you care so much about Mo Huasong, how dare you say you're not cuckolding me?" Ma Jun was so angry when he saw that Mu Fanxuan cared so much about Mo Huasong and told Mo Huasong to run away quickly.

"Brother Big Tou, hurry up and break all five of this kid's legs."

Mo Huasong looked at Mu Fanxuan a little surprised. She had been fierce to him just now, but in times of crisis, she seemed to want him to escape.

When Mu Fanxuan saw that Mo Huasong not only did not run away quickly, but was still looking at her, she was so angry that she stamped her feet.

Why is this gangster man still looking at her at this time? He should run away quickly. Does he want his life?

The two men rushed over, one of them wanted to capture Mu Fanxuan, and the other wanted to destroy Mo Huasong.

At this time, the sword spirit appeared from the sky.

Mo Huasong glared at Sword Spirit: "You don't have the strength to fight now, what are you doing here?"

"Hehe, Master, I just came out to watch the excitement." Sword Spirit stuck out his pink tongue, looking naughty and cute. "That sister Mu Fanxuan is still very good to you. She tells you to run away at the critical moment.

.I think she might like you."

"I don't want her to like you." Mo Huasong disagreed.

It doesn’t matter if you like your own woman or not, just listen to yourself.

Sword Spirit continued: "Master, it's wrong for you to handle it like this. Sometimes killing can't solve the problem. If Ma Jun goes out and says that the two of you are having an affair, it will damage the reputation of Sister Mu Fanxuan."

Mo Huasong didn't say much to Sword Spirit because Big Tou and the others rushed up.

When the warrior stretched out his right hand to grab Mo Huasong, Mo Huasong's right hand moved, a black light flashed, and the warrior screamed: "My hand hurts so much."

A palm fell to the ground, leaving only the wrist of the warrior's right hand, and the palm was cut off by Mo Huasong's little black knife.

But the little black knife appeared quickly and was withdrawn quickly. Everyone only saw Mo Huasong's right hand move, but did not see how he took action.

The boss over there saw Mo Huasong's move and stepped back in surprise. "What weapon is that in your hand?"

Having said this, Datou pulled out a short knife from his body.

Just now his junior brother suffered the loss of not using his weapon. Now that he is on guard, he is no longer afraid.

"We agreed that I'm going to cut off one of your hands, and you can't keep your word." Mo Huasong said as he walked forward.

"Humph, Mo Huasong, you just hurt Brother Mao Tou by stabbing someone in the dark. Otherwise, with Brother Mao Tou's acquired fifth-level martial arts, I would kill you just for fun." Ma Jun shouted arrogantly from behind.

With.

Datou looked closely at Mo Huasong's right hand. Mo Huasong was able to cut off Junior Brother Mao Tou's hand silently like tofu just now. Maybe it was a good weapon.

But now that he has used weapons, he is not afraid of Mo Huasong.

"Whoosh." Da Touqi stepped forward, the short knife in his hand drew an afterimage in the air, and quickly slashed towards Mo Huasong's chest.

Mo Huasong hurt his junior brother, and he would not let Mo Huasong go.

Datou is very confident in the short knife in his hand. This is a sharp weapon that he bought with a lot of money. Although it is not as good as a treasure, it still cost him a lot of money.

As long as he draws his short sword, he can cut off Mo Huasong's somewhat strange weapon.

Mo Huasong snorted coldly, shook his right hand, and there was another black light, and the short knife in Big Tou's hand was broken with the sound.

The Sword Spirit beside him looked at the little black knife in Mo Huasong's hand, shook his head secretly and said, "Master, this little black knife of yours is really bad."

"No way, I haven't found good materials to refine the magic weapon yet." Mo Huasong shrugged helplessly.

"What?" Datou was shocked when he saw the broken knife in his hand.

Suddenly, Datou's eyes showed surprise: "Is this a treasure?"

Datou looked greedily at the little black knife in Mo Huasong's hand. If he could get this treasure, he would definitely be even more powerful.

"Boy, you are asking for your own death." Datou roared angrily, his whole body emitting powerful internal energy.

Originally, those who practiced martial arts should not use force to kill ordinary people.

But the treasure in Mo Huasong's hand made him red-eyed. He didn't care so much. He wanted to make money and kill himself first.

"Bah, bang, bang." The internal energy unleashed by Big Tou shocked Mu Fanxuan and the others and drove them back more than ten steps. Only then did Mu Fanxuan realize how terrifying the martial arts people were.

The Ma family is the Ma family, and the bodyguards they hired are so powerful.

Ma Jun laughed loudly: "Mo Huasong, you are dead this time, and you have provoked Brother Big Tou to use all his strength."

But before Ma Jun finished laughing, Da Tou took action again, and his figure flew towards Mo Huasong like a ghost.

The right hand that attacks has such strong internal force that even a wall will be smashed by the big head.

It was getting closer, getting closer to Mo Huasong, but Mo Huasong stood there without moving, expressionless.

Just when Big Tou was about to break Mo Huasong's chest, there was a flash of black light, and Big Tou, who had been so powerful just now, fell to the ground like a beaten bull, with his right arm gone and blood spurting out.

"What, what's going on?" Ma Jun couldn't believe his eyes. He suspected that he was dreaming.

This is a master of Canglong Sect, why did Mo Huasong cut off his arm?

No, I'm going to run away. Ma Jun was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.

How could Mo Huasong let him escape? Just when he was about to chase him out, Sword Spirit said to Mo Huasong: "Master, let me do it. Although I can't fight, I can make people confused for a while."

Ma Jun, who had just ran outside, suddenly trembled and stood there as if he was possessed by a ghost.

Brother Datou sealed his acupuncture points to prevent the severed hand from bleeding, then picked up the severed hand and ran outside.

The little black knife in Mo Huasong's hand is too scary. It's better to escape first and then make plans.

Unexpectedly, when they just ran outside, Ma Jun suddenly screamed: "Big head, don't leave, I have liked you for so long, just let me play."

Before he finished speaking, Ma Jun threw his big head to the ground.

"Ma Jun, damn you, I don't like you." Datou looked at the severed hand that fell over there and roared angrily.

If he didn't take his severed hand to the hospital quickly, he might become a disabled person.

But how could Ma Jun let him go? Ma Jun quickly took off all his clothes, hugged his big head, kissed and touched...
Chapter completed!