The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 430 The Yimu Family
"Boom boom boom!"

As soon as one missile detonated, the following missiles also exploded.

The powerful shock wave also affected Mo Huasong. Even if he escaped very far, he was knocked and flew out.

Taking advantage of this shock wave, Mo Huasong continued to fly backwards.

Mo Huasong felt the powerful impact on his body, as if it weighed ten thousand catties.

"Flop." Mo Huasong spat out a mouthful of blood, and continued to fly backward.

The combined power of these dozens of missiles is really terrifying, no wonder Hong Yaxuan and the others said not to mess with the missiles.

Mo Huasong took out the healing pill and ate it while flying backwards quickly.

"Bage, our missile base was blown up, those missiles inside, those outstanding talents." A certain figure in the black country roared angrily.

This is miserable, and many of their reliance are gone.

The Black Country panicked and immediately activated another missile base.

The money spent by a missile base is in the hundreds of millions. Thinking about it makes me feel distressed.

"Find out where Mo Batian is and kill him." The big man issued an order.

All of a sudden, the black country was issuing orders to search for Mo Batian.

But where is Mo Batian?They were never found, as if they had disappeared.

In a country as big as it is, how can they find a master like Mo Batian when they want it?

Mo Huasong took out his mobile phone and called the Mo family: "It's me, has Long Yun returned to the Mo family?"

"Hua Song, Long Yun is with your mother, it's fine." Mr. Mo replied. "By the way, how are you doing now? I heard that you are now taking revenge in the Black Country?"

Mo Huasong nodded and said, "Yes, I have wiped out both the Black Gold Organization and the Black Force Organization that captured Long Yun."

"What? You wiped out those two organizations?" Mr. Mo gasped and shouted excitedly at the same time: "Hua Song, you are doing well. Those two organizations are the hearts and minds of Hei Guo."

"How about this, you don't have a villa in the capital yet, do you want a big villa where you can practice." The more Mr. Mo said, the more excited he became.

His own grandson could wipe out the secret organizations of the two black countries with his own strength, which is absolutely incredible.

Mo Huasong continued: "I also destroyed the missile base that attacked me."

"What? It's not that there was a big earthquake in the Black Country, but you destroyed the missile base?" Mr. Mo felt that his thinking couldn't keep up.

That is the missile base, the root of the black country.

When they received the news, they all thought it was a little funny.

When will there be a big earthquake in the black country, and an earthquake will happen when Mo Huasong is hunted down now.

Unexpectedly, it was Mo Huasong who caused the incident. The black country did not dare to disclose the bombing of its missile base to the public, fearing that it would have a bad influence internationally.

Seeing that Long Yun was fine, Mo Huasong didn't want to say more. "That's it. I'll take a break and go to Heifenglin where my father died tomorrow."

Seeing that Mo Huasong had hung up his phone, Mr. Mo hurriedly shouted excitedly, "Mo Ying, come here quickly."

"Old man, is there any happy event?" Mo Ying, who was on duty outside, hurried in.

Because Long Yun is now in Mo's house, Mo Ying dare not take it lightly, for fear that Hei Nation will send experts to kidnap Long Yun again.

"Hurry up and report to your superiors, and say that our family's Mo Batian destroyed the Black Gold Organization and the Black Force Organization, and even blew up the Black Country missile base. We want to ask for credit." The more Mr. Mo said, the more excited he became.

Mo Ying couldn't help being stunned, and asked in surprise, "Old man, did you hear correctly?"

"You must have heard me right. Hua Song told me himself. You also know him. He never talks much, but every word is worth a lot of money." Mr. Mo said.

"Yes, I will report now." Mo Ying said hastily.

It didn't take long for the dragon's breath organization to boil.

Er Longtou waved his fist and said: "I'll just say, Master Batian can't be messed with, no, the Hei Country is in dire straits now."

"Yes, a missile base is not easy." The three leaders nodded slightly. "It is estimated that the Hei Nation is afraid that we will attack them in the past."

"I don't know when Master Batian will come back?" Wu Xichang asked.

"Hey hey, under the current situation, I really don't want him to come back. The longer he stays in the black country, the more troubles can be caused there." The second leader smiled slyly.

With Master Batian's life, anyone who provokes him will destroy the family.With the pissing nature of some families in the Black Country, things will really happen.

When everyone was looking for Mo Huasong, he sneaked into a hotel room and was practicing.

After being hit by the aftermath of the missile, he was seriously injured and needed to recover.

One night passed like this, and early the next morning, Mo Huasong stood up and came to the restaurant on the first floor of the hotel.

"Miss, give me some beef noodles." Mo Huasong smiled at the waiter in the restaurant.

After Mo Huasong got the memories of those members of the Black Force Organization, he was able to speak a very sloppy orthodox slang.

"Yes, sir." Seeing the extremely handsome Mo Huasong staring at her, the young girl jumped wildly.

So handsome, could this handsome guy be a star?But the star in her memory does not have the image of this person.

No, this handsome guy is even more handsome than those celebrities.

The little girl lost her soul hastily turned her head, and when she wanted to walk back, she unexpectedly bumped into a man with a big belly.

"Oh." The little girl fell to the ground.

When the man saw the little girl, he cursed angrily: "Bage, you don't have eyes, don't you know that I'm from the Yimu family?"

The little girl turned pale with fright, and got up in a panic to apologize to the man.

But when the man saw how handsome the little girl was, he was overjoyed.

"Ah." The little girl screamed.

She is a low-level person, and she can't afford to offend people from the Yimu family.

She wanted to resist, but she didn't dare to. She was afraid that making this man angry would harm her family.

Seeing that the man was bullying the little girl, Mo Huasong waved his hand, and a strong wind drove the man back.

Mo Huasong said to the little girl, "Hurry up and bring me the beef noodles."

"Yes, sir." Seeing the man let go of her, the little girl was about to run away.

Suddenly, a wretched man walked in from the outside: "Little sister, come for another forty bowls of beef noodles."

Mo Huasong frowned slightly, why did Fat Dragon appear here?

"Forty bowls? Do you want to pack it?" the little girl asked strangely.

"What bag to pack? Bring it all up." After Fei Long finished speaking, he immediately ran to Mo Huasong's side. "Brother, I have had a hard time finding you, where have you been?"

The strange thing is that Fat Dragon can also speak very slick righteous slang.

It can be said that if others suspect that Mo Huasong is not from the Black Country, they will not doubt Feilong.

Because his image is too much like a black countryman, short and wretched, it is almost printed from the same mold.

(End of this chapter)