In China, it can be said that some people are happy and some are sad.

Of course, this information is all secret, and only some big families or high-level people in China know about it.

Mo Huasong caused such a big incident in the Black Kingdom, and now he is involved with the Black Six fighter jets. I wonder what the situation will be like?

Mo Huasong watched the battle approaching him, sneered, and took out the small white sword.

"The target has been locked and ready to launch." The pilot on the fighter jet spoke calmly.

"You are free to fire, as long as you kill the target, no further instructions are needed." A voice sounded on the radio.

"Yes." After aiming the radar at Mo Huasong, the pilot immediately pressed the launch button.

Mo Huasong saw a flash in front of him, and his figure drifted to the right.

Although the fighter jets fired at close range, the missiles would reach Mo Huasong very quickly, but Mo Huasong could easily dodge in the air.

After all, the missile has to fall to the ground before it explodes. As long as Mo Huasong is at high altitude, the explosion on the ground cannot harm him.

"Boom." The missile landed on the ground with a terrifying loud noise, and the entire ground in a surrounding area was destroyed.

But Mo Huasong remained in the air and was not affected.

Other missiles were also fired at Mo Huasong, causing him to float continuously in the air.

"He, is he still human?" the pilots shouted in surprise.

It's really shocking that they fired missiles at Mo Huasong like this and failed to hit the opponent.

"You are too far away from him. If you go close to him, even if you can't hit him, you can still kill him." The supervisor who had been monitoring issued the order.

Their Black Six fighter jets are the pride of the Black Country in the air, but now they can't even deal with a single Mo Batian, which is really embarrassing for them.

"Yes, sir." The pilots nodded and immediately started flying towards Mo Huasong.

Their speed was very fast, one fighter jet after another rushed forward, and soon rushed to Mo Huasong's side.

When Mo Huasong saw them coming, he sneered and said, "I just wanted to show you how powerful I am?"

"Ring, ring, ring." Mo Huasong's cell phone rang.

Mo Huasong was distracted, and the fighter jet in front quickly rushed in front of him.

"Retreat." Mo Huasong's body swayed and floated dozens of meters away, and the missile hit the place where he was standing just now.

If he had been any slower, he would have been hit.

You must know that if a fighter jet collides at that speed, the consequences will not be simple.

"Hong Yaxuan, why are you calling at this time? You stupid woman." Mo Huasong cursed angrily.

If I hadn't been stronger, I would have been hit by a fighter jet.

"Yes, the boss wants to see the situation of the Black Six fighter jets. I can video chat with you. You hold the phone in one hand, okay?" Hong Yaxuan asked weakly.

She also knew that what she did was very unethical. But she had to tell Mo Huasong the order from above.

She knew that Mo Huasong always hated her and would definitely not agree to her request.

You must know that it is very difficult for Mo Huasong to take pictures of the Black Six fighter jets while fighting. This kind of difficult action is very difficult.

Especially if Mo Huasong is not careful, he will be killed by a fighter jet.

But Hong Yaxuan also understood the meaning above. The Black Six was the secret weapon of the La Kingdom in the air. If some information could be understood, it would be beneficial to the Chinese Air Force.

Anyway, she told Mo Huasong that she was rejected, so her superiors wouldn't blame her.

But after Mo Huasong heard what Hong Yaxuan said, he nodded and said, "That's okay, but you have to return the jade to me."

"I, I promise you." Hong Yaxuan knew that the superiors were already monitoring her and Mo Huasong's satellite phone. As long as the video was connected, the superiors could see the surrounding situation. Be king and dominate.

"Okay, what should I do?" Mo Huasong asked.

"Just hold your phone. Your satellite phone is a product of our military. They have the highest authority to control your phone and can see what's going on around you. But you have to hold your phone. You can't turn it around.

Put it in your pocket." Hong Yaxuan said.

Mo Huasong exclaimed in surprise: "What? My mobile phone can be controlled by others? Hong Yaxuan, what are you doing?"

"Generally speaking, mobile phones may be like this. And usually, they won't control your mobile phone there. Don't I want to ask for your opinion now?" Hong Yaxuan answered.

Mo Huasong drifted to the right to avoid the attacks of the fighter jets, and then pointed his cell phone camera at the fighter jets.

"By the way, Mo Huasong is like this. Thank you for your hard work. If you are in danger, remember to throw away your phone." Hong Yaxuan paused. When she was about to say "You have to pay attention to safety", she found that Mo Huasong had hung up the phone.

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"Whoosh." Another fighter jet rushed towards Mo Huasong, and at the same time activated its machine gun fire.

"Da da da." Those bullets were fired at Mo Huasong as if they were free.

But Mo Huasong was not worried at all, and instead allowed those bullets to hit his body.

We are getting closer. There is a plane approaching.

"Go to hell." Mo Huasong shouted and waved the small white sword in his hand forward.

"Bang."

Although the fighter jet was flying very fast, its tail was still chopped off by Xiaobai Sword.

"No, there's something wrong with the rear of my fighter. I'm asking for instructions from above." The pilot shouted anxiously.

It was said to be an instruction, but in fact he was waiting for his superiors to let him abandon the plane and escape.

Like a fighter jet whose tail is chopped off at high altitude, it can no longer fly at all, let alone land safely.

"Escape." The boss's voice came from the headset.

"Thank you, sir." The pilot happily pressed the escape button.

The door of the fighter jet opened immediately, and then the pilot was ejected. While in the air, he opened his parachute and slowly fell downwards.

Mo Huasong sneered: "You think you can escape like this? What a joke."

After saying that, the small white sword in Mo Huasong's hand shot forward.

"Ah." The pilot who landed screamed, and a big hole had been opened in his chest by the small white sword.

He is floating in the air, so of course he is the best target.

"Help, I'm dying." The pilot screamed.

At such a high altitude, those strong winds kept rushing into the terrible blood hole in his chest, making his blood flow faster.

Moreover, the damage to his internal organs was even more terrifying. He felt that the torture he had suffered was so horrific that he would rather die now.

At this time, the pilot knew that this was Mo Huasong's deliberate act.

He didn't want to die so quickly, he wanted to torture him to death slowly.

Don't talk about anything else, it's just that he is floating below and all the blood has flowed out, not to mention the injuries on his body.

The bloody hole in his chest allowed him to see the internal organs inside. The pain was simply beyond description.
Chapter completed!