After the divorce, the domineering ex-husband was slapped in the face every day

Chapter 388 The Queen Appears
After hanging up the phone, Mo Huainan's eyes flashed with anticipation, and his cold face became a little softer.

He was playing with his cell phone leisurely. The thugs outside the car kept waving sticks and hitting the car body fiercely. In the deserted alley, sirens sounded, mixed with the impatient shouts of the thugs.

"Young man named Mo! Come out and speak, don't be a coward!"

"Come out quickly. Our boss doesn't want your life. He just wants to punish you a little. If you finish the job earlier, it will be easier for us to do business."

"This car looks like it costs 80 million, right? It would be a pity to smash it. Why don't Mr. Mo let the car out, and we can be more gentle in a while? Hahaha..."

No matter how provocative these people were, Mo Huainan would sit as firm as a rock and even close his eyes to rest, treating the dirty shouting outside as music to help him sleep.

After tapping his fingertips on his knees for a long time, Mo Huainan opened his eyes, rolled up his sleeves, glanced at his watch, and raised the corners of his lips.

The thugs outside were waiting impatiently, and they swung the steel pipe harder and harder. Unexpectedly, the cab door suddenly opened.

The car lights flickered dimly in the night, a pair of shiny and new leather shoes stepped on the ground, and the long legs stood straight.

Mo Huainan took off his coat, wearing only a light gray shirt.

The silky fabric perfectly outlines the lines of wide shoulders and narrow waist, wrapping the muscles ready to go under the clothes.

His long, bony fingers slowly climbed up the tie and pulled it left and right.

The neckline is slightly open, revealing the clear collarbone and a small piece of delicate yet tough skin.

As he casually approached, while wrapping the tie around his palm, Mo Huainan slightly bent his arms in front of his chest, assuming the most standard defensive posture.

"Who goes first?"

Mo Huainan looked around and curled one palm lightly, like a high-flying lion teasing a screaming, incompetent hyena.

The big man with a big gold chain hanging around his neck rushed over first, the steel pipe in his hand making a rapid sound of wind.

Mo Huainan made a spin and whipped the big man as strong as a bear to the ground with his long legs.

"what!!"

The big man fell to the ground, big beads of sweat instantly fell from his forehead, and he hugged his legs and curled up with a ferocious expression on his face.

The others paused one after another and looked at Mo Huainan with even more caution.

The scene instantly became comical.

Mo Huainan Shi Shiran, who was single-handedly standing there, looked cold and casual.A dozen burly men holding weapons hesitated and did not dare to step forward.

The big man lying on the ground pointed at Mo Huainan and roared furiously, "What the hell are you waiting for!! Come on, beat this grandson to death!!"

"what--"

As if to cheer for themselves, the thugs looked at each other and swarmed forward with roars.

Mo Huainan calmly twisted his neck twice, making a "click" sound, and stepped forward defiantly.

The two sides immediately started fighting. Mo Huainan swung his head to dodge the steel pipe that was coming at him, and in the next second he punched directly in front of his face. The man's nose was bleeding and stars were shining in his eyes.

He raised his arm to block the baseball bat that was thrown down, and struck the opponent's numb tendon with a knife. The man's arm was sore, and the baseball bat in his hand fell instantly.

Mo Huainan stepped back and raised his toes at the same time, and the next second the baseball bat was in his hand.

The baseball bat with thick arms was held by Mo Huainan like a toy. His fingers turned and the baseball bat flew dizzyingly.

With the weapon in hand, Mo Huainan was even more unstoppable. The sound of the baseball bat hitting his body was deep and muffled, accompanied by screams one after another.

Although his attacks were ruthless, he was very measured.Select non-vital places to attack, temporarily incapacitating the opponent without damaging his life.Within Mo Huainan's attack range, none of the twenty or so burly thugs who looked like human tanks could stand for more than five seconds. A hand-to-hand fight with a huge disparity in numbers turned into a one-sided suppression.

One person's "oppression" of a group of people.

The clanking sound of the steel pipe hitting him temporarily stopped, and Mo Huainan was still standing intact. Except for his clothes being a little messy, he was just as he was before the attack.

But the messy clothes and slightly messy hairstyle add a wild beauty to him for no reason.

The situation on the other side was terrible.

Of the twenty or so thugs, only four were still standing on the ground. The rest were slumped on the ground and wailing, and some were even completely unconscious.

Mo Huainan raised his chin, exuding a domineering aura that looked down on all living beings.

He moved his fingers again, still in that provocative gesture, and the four people standing swallowed in unison.

When the boss behind the scenes assigned the task, he never said that this guy named Mo was so good at fighting. If he had known better, he should have brought more people out.

They looked at each other, the thin monkey with tattoos on his arms tilted his head and spat blood. Mo Huainan just broke one of his front teeth with an uppercut.

"Mr. Mo is a man, and I admire you. We won't take the money today, so you can go." The flower-armed thin monkey became cruel and cupped his hand towards Mo Huainan. The worst is, he won't take the money today and will pay it back. No!

Before he finished speaking, a huge roar from far to near suddenly came from the dark sky, which made people's ears hurt.

Mo Huainan turned around and looked at the source of the sound.

A bright silver supercar came through the air, and Zhuofeng Juechen rushed straight towards Mo Huainan and the others.

The car stopped at high speed, and the tires wiped out a string of sparks on the asphalt road, leaving white scratches after violent friction.

The supercar made a beautiful flick and drifted directly to stop behind Mo Huainan.

Following closely behind the supercar were four jeeps. They braked in unison, even the angles of the tires were exactly the same. Those who looked at them with a well-trained look were doubly stressed and their scalps were numb.

The door of the supercar rose, and a sassy silhouette appeared.

Wearing seven-centimeter high heels, she has not yet changed out of her commuter suit, and her knee-length skirt outlines the woman's delicate curves.

After a fierce fight filled with adrenaline, Mo Huainan received such an even more blood-spraying shock.

Mu Jinhuan's curly hair was spread behind her, and her long eyelashes cast a light shadow on her skin, making her expression unclear.

Behind her stood a team of 20 bodyguards, all with headsets on their heads and their hands behind their backs, waiting for Mu Jinhuan to give orders.

Mu Jinhuan raised her index finger lightly, and the bodyguard behind him nodded slightly, then moved forward in a few steps, surrounding a group of thugs.

The thin monkey with colorful arms kept looking back and forth at the surrounding bodyguards with sinister and panicked eyes, and the circle of the few remaining thugs was getting smaller and smaller.

If they successfully attacked Mo Huainan today, the boss behind the scenes would definitely fish them out, but now...

The flower-armed thin monkey looked at Mo Huainan and ground his back molars.

Mo Huainan's eyes fell on Mu Jinhuan and could not move away for a long time.

The shock in his eyes surged towards Mu Jinhuan like a rising tide, and all the sharp aura dissipated.

"I'm waiting for you."

(End of this chapter)