Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man
Chapter 358 Sail Race [29] A performance that belongs exclusively to Mo Qing
In the afternoon, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, the red sun hung in the west, and the sunset glow was rendered red.
The red dot displayed on the navigation is getting closer and closer.
On both sides of the road, there are large areas of maple trees, with fallen leaves all over the ground, which are brilliant red.
"The scenery here hasn't changed."
Mo Qing still had time to watch the surrounding scenery.
The road is rough.
She's also not afraid to drive the car into a ditch.
Jiang Ke casually said, "Why have you been everywhere?"
Mo Qing leisurely said: "Just a joke, with a rare combat power like me, I can be found wherever there is a battlefield. I can be found everywhere in the mountains and rivers of the whole country."
It's like going on a trip.
Jiang Ke subconsciously wanted to complain about her.
—and blowing all the time.
However, before the words were spoken, the vehicle that appeared in front attracted Jiang Ke's attention.
Mo Qing also noticed it, turned the steering wheel, drove the car behind the van in front, and stopped.
"I gonna go see."
Mo Qing unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car without delay.
Jiang Ke followed.
The van was parked on the side of the road, but it was empty and there was no one there.
However, the model, appearance, and license plate number of the car are all exactly the same as the information given by Shen Qi.
Mo Qing glanced into the car.
When she moved away, she noticed the front and rear view mirrors of the car, she paused, and said with a smile: "It seems that it is really aimed at me."
Jiang Ke's expression froze, and he looked around from the corner of his eye.
In the woods on both sides, many figures appeared, roughly estimated to be 20 people, all with weapons in their hands, approaching them with a serious expression.
Just as Jiang Ke was planning to solve a few, he suddenly raised his eyes and saw Mo Qing unhurriedly taking out a mobile phone.
Then she called Hawes.
Jiang Ke: "..."
"Hey."
As soon as the phone was connected, Mo Qing opened his mouth.
"Did you do it?" Hoss asked.
He had Mo Qing's positioning, and knew that Mo Qing had stopped.
"Get ready to do it," Mo Qing put his hands on the roof of the van, looked around, and said calmly, "I want to report to you."
Huoss only said: "Remember the bottom line, the second team will clean up the mess for you."
"Row."
With Huos' promise, Mo Qing hung up the phone with confidence.
At this time, the two of them were already surrounded by groups.
These people all carried machetes or sticks in their hands, and some of them had guns attached to their waists.One by one, they were covered with a strong murderous aura, which seemed to be professional.
"Should I be more sensible and follow us obediently, or be beaten up by us and then follow us?"
A man came out and said to Mo Qing aggressively.
His eyes were full of arrogance and disdain.
His eyes were like looking at ants.
Mo Qing's lips curled up slightly, and he replied unhurriedly: "Is there no other choice?"
The man sneered.
He winked at the person next to him.
A group of people were about to make a move, but without taking a step, they saw a gust of wind blowing from the flat ground, and an afterimage flashed across the field of vision.
Mo Qing, who was originally leaning on the van, suddenly walked up to the man.
The man showed no signs of panic.
His hand seemed to be raised very casually, and he blocked Mo Qing's fist.
"It's kind of interesting." The corner of the man's mouth curled up into a sneering smile, and he spoke every single word, as if he was pronouncing Mo Qing's end, "But no matter how capable you are, you won't be able to escape."
"Who are you interested in?"
Mo Qing seemed to have heard a joke.
The man was provoked, his eyes turned cold, and he clenched his five fingers, trying to grab Mo Qing's fist.
However, Mo Qing just raised his eyebrows, and the man suddenly flew into the air as if he had been violently impacted, flying seven or eight meters away, and did not stop until he hit a tree.
A scuffle is imminent.
Everyone raised their knives and went up.
When they rushed up, Mo Qing's afterimage flashed and seemed to disappear out of thin air.
Everyone was stunned.
What kind of magic is this? !
The evening wind was blowing on the road, and at some point, the wind was getting stronger, and the maple leaves were falling and flying in the air.
A man with a fat head and big ears flew out like a kite with a broken string.
It wasn't until this moment that they caught sight of Mo Qing's figure—she appeared behind that man at some point!
Someone was slashing at Mo Qing with a machete at such a fast speed that Mo Qing easily turned his head and raised his hand to grab the man's wrist.
The man stared at Mo Qing fiercely.
Mo Qing raised his eyes lazily, and when he pressed his fingers hard, the man's wrist was directly crushed.
Afterwards, Mo Qing waved his hand casually, and the man flew out again.
Immediately after—
One after another, people flew out.
Jiang Ke: "..."
Somewhat outrageous.
At this moment, seeing his always strong partner who was killed by Mo Qing one after another, he finally set his target on Jiang Ke.
Someone rushed towards Jiang Ke in three or two steps.
Just as Jiang Ke was about to hide, he felt a gust of wind blowing by, and in the blink of an eye, someone stood in front of him.
It's Mo Qing.
Mo Qing stretched out two fingers and pinched the machete of the visitor.
The visitor was dumbfounded.
He struggled to pull the knife out.
However, the knife didn't budge.
Mo Qing sneered: "Are you blind? You can't hit a target as big as mine. Is it interesting to swing a knife at him?"
"..."
The people who came did not dare to say anything.
Mo Qing pinched the machete with force with two fingers.
As if the knife was made of sugar.
When everyone saw this, they were already numb, and they all gave birth to the idea of retreating.
However, none of them escaped.
Jiang Ke stood at the same spot, motionless. He looked at the fleeing people and Mo Qing who was fighting in the jungle like a ghost, as if he was watching a performance.
A performance that belongs exclusively to Mo Qing.
This is Mo Qing's unilateral massacre.
The red dot displayed on the navigation is getting closer and closer.
On both sides of the road, there are large areas of maple trees, with fallen leaves all over the ground, which are brilliant red.
"The scenery here hasn't changed."
Mo Qing still had time to watch the surrounding scenery.
The road is rough.
She's also not afraid to drive the car into a ditch.
Jiang Ke casually said, "Why have you been everywhere?"
Mo Qing leisurely said: "Just a joke, with a rare combat power like me, I can be found wherever there is a battlefield. I can be found everywhere in the mountains and rivers of the whole country."
It's like going on a trip.
Jiang Ke subconsciously wanted to complain about her.
—and blowing all the time.
However, before the words were spoken, the vehicle that appeared in front attracted Jiang Ke's attention.
Mo Qing also noticed it, turned the steering wheel, drove the car behind the van in front, and stopped.
"I gonna go see."
Mo Qing unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car without delay.
Jiang Ke followed.
The van was parked on the side of the road, but it was empty and there was no one there.
However, the model, appearance, and license plate number of the car are all exactly the same as the information given by Shen Qi.
Mo Qing glanced into the car.
When she moved away, she noticed the front and rear view mirrors of the car, she paused, and said with a smile: "It seems that it is really aimed at me."
Jiang Ke's expression froze, and he looked around from the corner of his eye.
In the woods on both sides, many figures appeared, roughly estimated to be 20 people, all with weapons in their hands, approaching them with a serious expression.
Just as Jiang Ke was planning to solve a few, he suddenly raised his eyes and saw Mo Qing unhurriedly taking out a mobile phone.
Then she called Hawes.
Jiang Ke: "..."
"Hey."
As soon as the phone was connected, Mo Qing opened his mouth.
"Did you do it?" Hoss asked.
He had Mo Qing's positioning, and knew that Mo Qing had stopped.
"Get ready to do it," Mo Qing put his hands on the roof of the van, looked around, and said calmly, "I want to report to you."
Huoss only said: "Remember the bottom line, the second team will clean up the mess for you."
"Row."
With Huos' promise, Mo Qing hung up the phone with confidence.
At this time, the two of them were already surrounded by groups.
These people all carried machetes or sticks in their hands, and some of them had guns attached to their waists.One by one, they were covered with a strong murderous aura, which seemed to be professional.
"Should I be more sensible and follow us obediently, or be beaten up by us and then follow us?"
A man came out and said to Mo Qing aggressively.
His eyes were full of arrogance and disdain.
His eyes were like looking at ants.
Mo Qing's lips curled up slightly, and he replied unhurriedly: "Is there no other choice?"
The man sneered.
He winked at the person next to him.
A group of people were about to make a move, but without taking a step, they saw a gust of wind blowing from the flat ground, and an afterimage flashed across the field of vision.
Mo Qing, who was originally leaning on the van, suddenly walked up to the man.
The man showed no signs of panic.
His hand seemed to be raised very casually, and he blocked Mo Qing's fist.
"It's kind of interesting." The corner of the man's mouth curled up into a sneering smile, and he spoke every single word, as if he was pronouncing Mo Qing's end, "But no matter how capable you are, you won't be able to escape."
"Who are you interested in?"
Mo Qing seemed to have heard a joke.
The man was provoked, his eyes turned cold, and he clenched his five fingers, trying to grab Mo Qing's fist.
However, Mo Qing just raised his eyebrows, and the man suddenly flew into the air as if he had been violently impacted, flying seven or eight meters away, and did not stop until he hit a tree.
A scuffle is imminent.
Everyone raised their knives and went up.
When they rushed up, Mo Qing's afterimage flashed and seemed to disappear out of thin air.
Everyone was stunned.
What kind of magic is this? !
The evening wind was blowing on the road, and at some point, the wind was getting stronger, and the maple leaves were falling and flying in the air.
A man with a fat head and big ears flew out like a kite with a broken string.
It wasn't until this moment that they caught sight of Mo Qing's figure—she appeared behind that man at some point!
Someone was slashing at Mo Qing with a machete at such a fast speed that Mo Qing easily turned his head and raised his hand to grab the man's wrist.
The man stared at Mo Qing fiercely.
Mo Qing raised his eyes lazily, and when he pressed his fingers hard, the man's wrist was directly crushed.
Afterwards, Mo Qing waved his hand casually, and the man flew out again.
Immediately after—
One after another, people flew out.
Jiang Ke: "..."
Somewhat outrageous.
At this moment, seeing his always strong partner who was killed by Mo Qing one after another, he finally set his target on Jiang Ke.
Someone rushed towards Jiang Ke in three or two steps.
Just as Jiang Ke was about to hide, he felt a gust of wind blowing by, and in the blink of an eye, someone stood in front of him.
It's Mo Qing.
Mo Qing stretched out two fingers and pinched the machete of the visitor.
The visitor was dumbfounded.
He struggled to pull the knife out.
However, the knife didn't budge.
Mo Qing sneered: "Are you blind? You can't hit a target as big as mine. Is it interesting to swing a knife at him?"
"..."
The people who came did not dare to say anything.
Mo Qing pinched the machete with force with two fingers.
As if the knife was made of sugar.
When everyone saw this, they were already numb, and they all gave birth to the idea of retreating.
However, none of them escaped.
Jiang Ke stood at the same spot, motionless. He looked at the fleeing people and Mo Qing who was fighting in the jungle like a ghost, as if he was watching a performance.
A performance that belongs exclusively to Mo Qing.
This is Mo Qing's unilateral massacre.
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