The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 382 The Threat of Shengtianmen
Mr. Hong continued: "At that time, I wanted to exchange half of the jade you were wearing with a more expensive jade, but you refused to change it. We said we liked the half of jade, and we didn't say anything else."

"Anyway, it's been so many years, and the Mo family didn't mention it anymore, so we also think that's the way it is. After all, Mo Huasong back then was misbehaving and peeped at Long Yun taking a bath." Having said this, Mr. Hong felt a little embarrassed .

Didn't that Mo Huasong peek at Ya Xuan taking a shower this morning?

Hong Yaxuan asked suddenly: "If Mo Huasong has misbehaved and peeked at Long Yun taking a bath, she should hate Mo Huasong to death. Why are you still with Mo Huasong now?"

At that time, Hong Yaxuan saw that Long Yun really liked Mo Huasong, and when Long Hao wanted to deal with Mo Huasong, Long Yun stood in front of him desperately.

"I don't know about this. Yaxuan, you are already a master of martial arts anyway, if Mo Huasong really doesn't want to be with you, then forget it, don't be sad anymore. If we can exchange two hundred small black knives, It's not bad." Old Master Hong said what was in his heart.

"Grandpa, I'm not sad." Hong Yaxuan said with a blushing face.

Hong Datao persuaded: "Sister, don't hold on, you are not sad, why are your eyes red and tears?"

"Something fell into my eye just now."

Grandpa Hong waved his hand and said, "Yaxuan, anyway, this is your business, you can decide for yourself. Whatever you want is up to you? This half piece of jade is nothing. Da Tao, let's go."

Hong Yaxuan watched Mr. Hong and the others leave, leaning against the door alone, her eyes were dazed, as if she was thinking about something.

Mo Huasong quickly returned to the meeting room of Mo's family. The corpses there had been cleaned up, and Mr. Mo and the others were still chatting about things there.

When they saw Mo Huasong came back, they were all shocked: "Hua Song, did you ask Ya Xuan to get back the half jade?"

"I got two hundred small black knives, but she refused to return them to me." Mo Huasong shrugged helplessly.

Let him kill Hong Yaxuan and grab half of the jade, he can't do it.

It was just an item to commemorate my father, and it was not enough to kill someone.

"What? You offered two hundred small black knives?" Mr. Mo's forehead was twitching, and his blood pressure continued to soar.

Mrs. Mo was satisfied with Wu Yuzhen and said: "Yuzhen, this Yaxuan is not bad. She doesn't care about money, but wants to follow Hua Song wholeheartedly. This kind of girl is very rare nowadays."

"Yes, Madam, I also think Yaxuan is a good girl." Wu Yuzhen nodded.

Mo Huasong was sweating secretly: "Grandma, Mom, you have misunderstood. Hong Yaxuan is angry with me and is just fighting against me on purpose. She doesn't like me."

Mrs. Mo gave Mo Huasong a blank look: "You silly boy, if she doesn't like you, will she fight you with two hundred small black knives? Do the math, how much are these two hundred small black knives worth in the market? Money? Two trillion yuan, which is equivalent to buying two Hong families."

"Huh? Hua Song, do you have so many little black knives?" Mrs. Mo was surprised.

Mo Huasong smiled and said, "Grandma, I can refine it again."

For some reason, when Mo Huasong heard that Hong Yaxuan liked him, he seemed to be quite pleased with it.

That white body, as well as the unique convex and concave body - all of a sudden came to his mind.

Mo Huasong took out a large pile of gold and silver treasures from the space ring and put them on the ground, and they piled up into hills in just a moment.

"Grandma, Mom, take whatever you like." Mo Huasong turned to the two female bodyguards and said, "You have worked hard too, so take some back to your family."

"Thank you, young master." The female bodyguard said hurriedly.

Although they don't want the money, the family needs it.

After all, they still live in the secular world, and they cannot do without daily necessities.

After Mrs. Mo and the others finished picking, Mo Huasong asked his mother to put the rest of the things into the space storage bag and go back to Zhanhai City. They can be exchanged for money or land, anyway, there will be no loss.

"Ring ring ring." Mr. Mo's cell phone rang.

Mr. Mo was a little strange looking at the unfamiliar mobile phone number, but he still pressed the answer button. "Hello, who is it?"

"Is it old man Mo from the Mo family?" A cold voice came from the phone.

"I am, who are you?" Mr. Mo asked.

"I'm Zou Dayang, the master of Shengtianmen, and Mo Huaren's master. I heard that Mo Huasong killed our four elders. How are you going to explain to me?" the other party said.

Mr. Mo screamed: "What? Are you the master of Shengtianmen?"

"Well, are you afraid? Since you dared to kill our people at that time, what's the use of being afraid now?" Zou Dayang mocked: "Let Mo Huasong answer the phone."

Mo Huasong took Mr. Mo's mobile phone and said with a sneer, "Are you born in Tianmen and want to court death?"

"What? Mo Huasong, do you dare to say that to me? Don't you know how powerful we are at Shengtianmen?" Zou Dayang shouted angrily: "Mo Huasong, you come here tomorrow and we will be punished by Shengtianmen to plead guilty and send us three Hundreds of small black knives, otherwise, we will not only kill you, but also your whole family."

Hearing Zou Dayang's words, Mo Huasong showed a murderous look on his face: "Okay, tomorrow morning, I will go to your Shengtianmen, see you soon."

"Hahaha, Mo Huasong, you are not bad. Those who know the current affairs are heroes. We are waiting for you." Zou Dayang hung up the phone proudly.

Mr. Mo and the others were worried about his safety after hearing Mo Huasong explain that he was going to be born in Tianmen tomorrow.

"Hua Song, let's go back to Zhanhai City instead of going to Shengtianmen." Wu Yuzhen worried.

"Hey, Hua Song, you'd better leave quickly, we'll find a way to settle the rest." Mr. Mo said with a sigh.

Although Mo Huasong's martial arts is also very powerful, but in a place like Shengtianmen, it is not the strength of a few elders.

Renjiashengtianmen has existed for hundreds of years, and the background behind it is not that simple.

Mo Huasong glanced at Mr. Mo: "What do you use to settle it?"

"I, we—" Mr. Mo was speechless.

To be honest, the Mo family only has two master martial arts masters, and he has no background at all.

Mo Huasong sneered and said, "If you don't have that ability, you won't be able to show off. Let me deal with them in the past. If they obediently admit their mistakes, I will let them go. But if they persist in their obsession, there will be no birth to Tianmen in the future." .”

"Okay then, let's go there together." Mr. Mo said.

But Mo Huasong waved his hands after hearing this, his eyes were full of disapproval: "No, I can go there alone."

"What? Hua Song, you can't rely on your strength. Even if you are a master in the late stage of martial arts, you can't go to the super school alone. How can you fight against so many masters alone? You will have problems." Mr. Mo's face suddenly changed. Change.

(End of this chapter)