"Damn, who do you think you are? Do you want me to die? Do I want to die?" The young man with a flat head jumped up hysterically.

He didn't believe it. What could this man do to them? There were big people behind them supporting him.

But when the young man with a flat head finished speaking, Mo Huasong rushed in front of him and kicked the young man with a flat head in the stomach.

"Pa." The flat-headed young man was kicked ten meters away and knelt on the ground with his waist bent like a shrimp.

"No, don't kill me." The flat-headed young man begged Mo Huasong in fear. He could see that Mo Huasong wanted to kill him.

Mo Huasong walked up to the boy with a flat head. With his current ability, he could kill him with just one knife.

But Mo Huasong did not directly kill the young man with a flat head. Instead, he raised his foot and stepped hard on the right leg of the young man with a flat head.

There was a "click", and Brother Gou and the others heard the sound of bones being crushed.

"Ah." The flat-headed young man could no longer kneel and fell directly to the ground.

Mo Huasong said coldly: "This is just the beginning, I will make you suffer all kinds of torture."

After saying that, Mo Huasong continued to step on the crewmember's broken leg.

Just now, Mo Huasong only stepped on the bottom section, and now he stepped on another section, causing the boy with a flat head to scream again.

"Oh, it hurts me to death." The young man with a flat head was now covered in sweat. The pain was unbearable for him.

He fainted, but Mo Huasong continued to step on his broken leg, and he woke up from the pain again.

Step by step, no part of the crew-cut young man's right leg was intact.

After Mo Huasong stepped on the right leg of the young man with a flat head, he stepped on the left leg again, step by step, and the left leg of the young man with a flat head was also completely broken.

"Now, it's your right hand." Mo Huasong said calmly, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him. It seemed that he was not the one who crushed the legs of the flat-headed young man just now.

"I'm dying, please kill me, I beg you." The young man with a flat head cried sadly.

He has been fighting and killing with Brother Dog for so many years, and he knows that his two legs are useless. Even if Mo Huasong doesn't kill him, he will never have the chance to use a wheelchair in his life.

Mo Huasong sneered, with a cold look in his eyes: "If you dare to touch my family, I will make your life worse than death. You can only die after you have experienced pain."

After saying that, Mo Huasong continued to step on the right hand of the boy with a flat head. The "Gruck" sound and the screams of the boy with a flat head kept hitting the ears of Brother Gou and others, making them tremble with fear.

Damn, who is this Wu Yuzhen? Why didn't that person tell them clearly? Maybe they won't escape this time.

Mo Huasong crushed all the bones in the crewmember's limbs and tortured him to death. Then he waved his right hand and finished off the crewmember.

Brother Gou was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Mr. He, don't kill us. We were wrong. We shouldn't have listened to Mr. Li."

"Mr. Li? Which Mr. Li?" Wu Yuzhen couldn't help but ask after hearing what Brother Gou said.

"Yes." Brother Gou hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether to say it or not. When he saw Mo Huasong walking this way, he hurriedly said: "It's General Manager Li Haiqing."

Wu Yuzhen's face changed greatly, and she asked in surprise: "Is it Li Haiqing from the Li family?"

Li Haiqing is a member of the Li family. He is in charge of a company of the Li family and is very powerful. What is going on? How could such a big shot want to harm them?

"Mr. Wu, we're in trouble this time. We can't afford to offend the Li family." He Lin's face showed worry.

Brother Gou nodded desperately and said: "Yes, we can't afford to offend anyone in the Li family. Just let us go. Then I will help you beg Mr. Li for mercy and see if he can let you go?"

"Hmph, we are still afraid of people who are like ants?" Mo Huasong snorted coldly. "Mom, are we going to kill them now?"

Although what just happened was too bloody, Wu Yuzhen was from the Wu family in the capital after all. She had seen this kind of storm before and was not as afraid as He Lin.

"Oh, Hua Song, they all knelt down and begged for mercy, just let them go." Wu Yuzhen sighed.

In the past few years of suffering, Wu Yuzhen always thought that her son would have a future. But all along, her son had no interest in anything, including his academic performance, which was too bad to bear witness.

Even if Mo Huasong could go to Zhanhai University for his freshman year, she could only get in through money and connections.

Now Mo Huasong has taken care of these people with his own efforts. He has the same demeanor as his father did back then, which makes her happy.

Could it be that the Mo family did not give up on their son and secretly sent someone to teach him martial arts?

You must know that the Mo family is actually connected with the martial arts world, and some of the Mo family's children also learn martial arts.

But because Mo Huasong was weak and his father passed away, no one took care of him.

Seeing that his mother had forgiven Brother Gou and the others, Mo Huasong said, "Agou, how much money does your company have?"

"Ah, uncle, what are you doing?" Brother Dog was afraid that Mo Huasong would be unhappy, so he swung his knife to kill him.

The guy with a flat head was tortured into that state just now, which scared Brother Gou and the others now.

A man behind him hurriedly said to Mo Huasong: "Uncle, I heard Brother Dog say five million when he was drunk the day before yesterday."

"Damn it, Niu Noodles, how dare you betray me?" Brother Dog was so angry that he almost fainted when he heard his men taking out all his secrets.

Mo Huasong asked Brother Dog: "If you don't want to compensate my mother five million, then go die now."

After saying that, Mo Huasong raised his hand, and the slender black knife made people feel trembling.

It was this little black knife that killed Flathead just now. Brother Dog was so frightened that he shouted in a hurry: "No, I'll give it. I'll ask the secretary to transfer money to Mr. Wu's bank account right away."

But both of Brother Gou's arms were broken and he couldn't hold the mobile phone. It was the same cow-faced person just now who took the mobile phone and gave orders to Brother Gou's secretary.

After Brother Gou finished the phone call, Niu Mian still smiled charmingly at Mo Huasong: "Uncle, Brother Gou still has an IOU from Mr. Wu in his arms."

Brother Dog glared at the cow's face with hatred, when did he raise a cow with white eyes?

Mo Huasong nodded to Niu Mian, who immediately reached into Brother Gou's arms and took out the IOU, tearing it up on the spot.

After a while, Wu Yuzhen's mobile phone received five million yuan, and Mo Huasong drove them away.

"Hua Song, are you practicing martial arts?" Wu Yuzhen looked excitedly at Mo Huasong who was driving.

In her memory, her son didn't seem to know how to drive. But now he was driving fast and steadily, which really made her happy.

"That's right." Mo Huasong said vaguely.

For the world of cultivation, what does martial arts mean?

However, Mo Huasong didn't want to talk too much to his mother now. He had just called Pang Wenjun and asked him to send some high-quality jade stones as soon as possible. He wanted to refine self-defense weapons for his mother and the others.

What happened just now was too dangerous. If he hadn't arrived in time, something would have happened to them.

Now that he has been reborn, he will not let the previous tragedy happen.

Just now, Mo Huasong discovered that his mother and He Lin were very poor at practicing martial arts, so he needed to find some elixirs to help them modify their physiques before they could practice the martial arts.
Chapter completed!