Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

Chapter 396 Your life is up to me

"Uncle Feng." Mo Susu's eyes widened, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Bo was wearing a Tang suit, stepping on cloth shoes with mullet bottoms under his feet, his hands behind his back, the cold wind blew, his clothes were hunting, his braided beard swayed in the wind, he looked like a martial arts master.

"Mo Yi, are you really going to betray the Mo family?" Feng Bojian frowned, his eyes flashing across the bodies of Mo Yi, Tang Long and others.

"Bo Feng, the person who knows the current affairs is a handsome man. You have worked hard for the Mo family for so many years. If Mo Chuyang can give it to you, I can give you twice as much as Mo Yi." Mo Yi said lightly.

"Pooh!"

Uncle Feng spit on the ground, "I Feng Tian is the kind of person who sees gain and forgets righteousness, Mo Yi, I will take you to the Mo family today."

"Then it depends on whether you have this ability." Mo Yi said with a stern look, "Give it to me."

Six bodyguards clenched their fists and attacked from all directions with fists and fists. These bodyguards were carefully selected by Mo Yi's confidant, and each of them was a warrior who stepped into the dark.

The so-called double fist is hard to beat the four hands. Moreover, Feng Bo is not dominant in age, and he is afraid of being young. These bodyguards are all in their early thirties. It is exactly the age of vigor and vitality. They shot together and sealed Feng Bo’s four sides. .

Feng Bo gave a sullen cry, squeezed his fists in both hands, headed up and hit a bodyguard's chest with a punch, and the bodyguard flew out like a broken kite.

"Inner strength is great, really can't be underestimated." Mo Yi frowned slightly and whispered.

Feng Bo’s strength is great, and it is also a warrior who is placed in Qingzhou. Although several bodyguards are young and aggressive, Feng Bo is still more than enough to parry. A pair of fists are like cast iron. Each punch is powerful. At the fist, it flew upside down.

Four consecutive bodyguards were beaten out and completely lost their fighting ability.

Mo Yi frowned, suddenly stretched his hand into his arms and took out a gun. The dark muzzle was aimed at Bo Feng, and he pulled the trigger. With a sound of Peng, a 2.3mm diameter bullet spurted out of the muzzle with a cyclone. A white mark was left in the air.

Feng Bo had a warning sign, his face suddenly changed, his body twisted at an incredible angle, he staggered a few steps, a pain in his abdomen, blood soaked in red clothes.

Except for the super-powerful martial artist at the master level, which can resist bullets, even the martial artist with great internal strength can't.

Although there is no way to hardly resist bullets, the warrior's ear and eye response capabilities are dozens of times that of ordinary people. Pulling the trigger takes time. The warrior quickly calculates the angle, speed, and body to make a series of judgments and reactions to avoid bullets.

If Uncle Feng hadn't noticed it in time just now, the bullet might have penetrated his chest, and now the bullet has just hit his abdomen, at least there is no danger to his life.

A gunshot resounded across the rooftops, resounding in the cold and dry air.

Mo Susu was shocked, his pretty face turned pale, his eyes widened at the gunshot wound on Feng Bo's abdomen, "Feng Bo, what's the matter with you?"

"I'm okay, I'm still resisting." Uncle Feng gritted his teeth, shaking his whole body, and exuding vigorously, the aura of the whole person unexpectedly increased a bit.

Mo Yi sneered and said, "Uncle Feng, you forcefully use your true essence to suppress the blood of the wound. Even if you survive, your skill will be lost. Why are you doing this?"

"Even if I die, I won't betray the Mo family." Feng Bo gritted his teeth, his figure moved, and the remaining bodyguards were immediately stopped by Feng Bo's neck and strangled directly, leaving a trace of weakness in Feng Bo's eyes.

He had already mentioned the blood in his whole body now, and he could hold it for more than ten minutes.

Mo Yi raised his arm and pointed his dark muzzle at Uncle Feng, "Can you still avoid the bullets in my gun now?"

Uncle Feng widened his eyes and said angrily: "Mo Yi, you are also a child of the Mo family. You inherited the martial arts, and you actually gave up the use of force, using this despicable method?"

"Martial arts? What annoyed me since I was a child is learning martial arts, so what about martial arts, I have weapons, sniper rifles, armor-piercing bullets, even if I practice martial arts to the extreme, can it block the weapons of modern society?"

"Yes." Suddenly, a faint voice rang on the rooftop.

Everyone's eyes instantly fell on the entrance of the passage, and saw a young man wearing a black down jacket and slender black hair with his hands in his pockets and slowly walked out.

"Zhuo Bufan?" Mo Yi frowned.

While at the Starbucks coffee shop, Zhuo Bufan planted a mark on Mo Susu's body. As long as Mo Susu was dangerous, he could feel it.

Mo Susu and Feng Bo were also taken aback. At this time, how could Zhuo Bufan suddenly appear here.

Zhuo Bufan put his hands in his pockets, his height of 1.8 meters was extremely tall and straight, and his eyes were bright and clear, like stars with attractive magic power, and his slightly long black hair drifted in the night breeze, not very handsome. , But the whole person has a unique charm.

"You just touched the fur of the martial arts. The real martial arts can split mountains, break rivers, swallow the sky, the sun, the moon, and the stars. You look like ants, how can you know?" Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said lightly.

"Nonsense." Mo Yi scolded fiercely, "Anyway, I want to get rid of you. Since you are here, I will send you to the west together today."

After that, Mo Yi pointed his gun at Zhuo Bufan. At this moment, Tang Long suddenly took a step, staring at Zhuo Bufan with a gloomy look, "Mo Shao, it's better to leave them two to me. These two people's body There is energy in it, and if my baby swallows it, it can grow by another point."

Hearing what he said, Mo Yi hesitated for a while, lowered his arms, "Okay, I will leave them to you."

"Zhuo Bufan, why did you... come." Mo Susu looked at Zhuo Bufan in surprise, with a complicated look in his eyes.

Uncle Feng also frowned. Although he hates Zhuo Bufan, but at this moment, it seems that there is no one to entrust, and frowns in a low voice: "Zhuo Bufan, you hurry up and take the lady out of here, I can still support A few minutes."

"No, these people are just ants. I look at them and they can die. Life and death are up to me." Zhuo Bufan said softly.

Feng Bo almost jumped angrily. The Zhuo family was a third-tier family. His investigation was clear, and the second young master Zhuo was just a dude, this kind of person was capable of bragging.

"You... take the eldest lady out of here, I said you can't imagine the world of our martial artist." Feng Bo shouted, his face full of anxiety.

At this time, Tang Long had already formed the seal, and a green gas emerged from the jade finger on his thumb, which twisted and changed in the air, and transformed into a giant baby two meters high, with a mouth wide open, exuding evil and filth. gas.

Uncle Feng's face showed a look of shock, "Is Southeast Asia's head drop technique?"

At this moment, he saw Zhuo Bufan actually take a step, standing in front of him without changing his face.

"Come back quickly, even I can't handle this thing. Didn't you go up and die?" Feng Bo was anxious and spouted a mouthful of blood.

I saw Zhuo Bufan's eyes shoot with golden light, "I said, his life is mine!"

Two dark golden lotus flames appeared in front of Zhuo Bufan out of thin air, and flew towards the green giant infant.