Synopsis: From the second kill Huashan smoke talent began to become stronger

Chapter 37

Coming out of the small restaurant, Mo Wen and Hua Shan Yan glanced at each other.

“Nidaimei!”

Kisaki, who was waiting at the door of the restaurant, saw them come out and quickly stepped forward.

“Let’s go, go somewhere where no one disturbs.”

Hua Shan Yan said flatly.

Kisaki was slightly startled, looked at his own boss, and then looked at Mo Wen who looked calm on the side.

Then nodded and said, “Please get in the car.” ”

After that, he opened the car door and waited for Hua Shan Yan and Mo Wen to sit on it before he got into the driver.

But when Kisaki got into the car, he found that the car was much lower than usual.

He knew the weight of his eldest and usually sat in the car after Kaoru Hanayama sat in the car. Kisaki counted how much the car fell.

But this time he noticed that the car had dropped even more.

“From the point of view of feelings, it is at least 100 kilograms more.” Kisaki thought silently in his heart, he looked at Mo Wen who was sitting back from the rearview mirror, and then withdrew his gaze.

The black car slowly left the street and went to a remote warehouse.

High-rise buildings gradually decreased, away from the bustling bustling city.

By the time the car stopped, they had already arrived at their destination.

Mo Wen got down from the car, looked at the several large warehouses in front of him, put his hands in his pockets, and said with a smile: “This is a good place, no matter what you do, no one will disturb you.” ”

Kisaki explained from the side: “This is the venue where we resolve conflicts in the underworld, and it was originally used as a parking lot. ”

As he spoke, Kisaki entered the password.

The door curtain of the warehouse gradually rose, Hua Shan Yan walked in first, and Mo Wen followed behind.

Kisaki looked left and right at the door, saw that there was no one and followed in.

Turn on the lights in the warehouse, and there are many wooden boxes of different sizes on both sides of it.

Hua Shan Yan then walked inside, and only stopped when he reached the depths of the warehouse and looked back at Mo Wen.

The flat gaze in his eyes let Mo Wen know that the location was here.

Mo Wen began to take off his coat, and Hua Shan Yan also loosened his tie at this time and took off his coat.

Kisaki watched not far from the two, looking a little worried, this time the boss took the initiative to invite Mo Wen, the actual purpose was just to ask Mo Wen for help, and he didn’t think about fighting.

But he didn’t expect that after the two came out of the restaurant, they would actually start again.

This made Kisaki a little worried.

Because Hua Shan Yan had been defeated by Mo Wen not long ago, he still remembered the fast and invisible, as if even the air had been burst.

The second generation of his own family lost in this move.

If Mo Wen continues to make the same move, how should the second generation of Mu deal with it.

……

Mo Wen and Hua Shan Yan each folded their coats and placed them on the wooden box on the side.

After putting it away, the two looked at each other.

The air here is somewhat dry and smells of dust.

Mo Wen looked at Huashan Fu and remembered his experience in his heart.

Hanayama smoked, height 191cm, weight 166kg.

At a very young age, he showed extremely terrifying brute force.

Before the age of ten, you can easily pinch a wine bottle, and a three-finger-thick magazine is torn open like an ordinary paper towel, and the door lock is pinched and deformed like plasticine.

At the age of fifteen, he single-handedly came to the old nest of the hostile gangster, killed dozens of people on the other side with his bare hands, and also completed the final drawing of the “chivalrous travel” behind it.

Now nineteen years old, he has the pride of a strong man and never exercises any skills and bodies, and no one knows what his real strength is.

Mo Wen had different senses for Huashan.

The first power he got was the [Flower Mountain Smoking Talent], and it was precisely because of this talent that his moves had strong lethal power.

It can be said that Huashan Fu’s talent is an indispensable existence for Mo Wen to change.

And after he himself obtained this talent, the first opponent he looked for was Hanayama Fu.

Unfortunately, at that time, he did not have the so-called strong mentality, but an ordinary person who had just gained strength, because he was afraid of pain and failure, so before Hanayama could exert his strength, he used his hole card [Sonic Fist] to defeat Hanayama Fu.

Speaking of which, the so-called battle is to defeat the opponent in the first place, isn’t it?

……

In this quiet atmosphere, the air is as heavy as cement.

Kisaki, who was so dignified to the side, did not dare to breathe, staring at the two tightly.

Suddenly, the two moved.

Almost at the same time, they rushed towards each other and hit each other in the cheek.

Boom!

The warehouse suddenly made a dull noise like hitting a rock.

But neither stopped, but continued to shoot towards each other’s faces.

Boom!

Two more muffled sounds sounded almost simultaneously.

Mo Wen and Hua Shan’s heads raised slightly, and their bodies were shocked back, but the next moment, the two stepped forward at the same time to hit each other’s noses.

Boom!

Click!

This time there was a different sound.

Someone’s nose bone was broken.

When the two separated, Kisaki, who was not far away, saw that a large amount of blood flowed from his boss’s nose, dripping to the ground, and the originally tall nose bridge was crooked.

“The second generation actually lost in the head-to-head duel?!” Kisaki looked at this scene in horror.

He never imagined that Hanayama would one day fall into the next score in a head-to-head duel.

Even the descendants of the king 5 years ago only defeated Hanayama by chance.

But now he is a teenager who is also two years younger than Huashan, and he has fought his boss head-on.

Kisaki couldn’t believe his eyes!

……

Click!

Hanayama turned the bridge of his nose over, his eyes were always flat, even if he was the first to be injured by the other party in a head-to-head duel, his mood did not change at all.

The nosebleeds fell to the ground drop by drop, and Hua Shan raised his arms without making any defense, waiting for Mo Wen to attack.

It was as if no amount of attack could knock him down.

“Hey…”

Mo Wen had a smile on his face, his eyes lit up, and he stepped forward equally defenselessly, and slammed his fist towards Huashan’s chin.

This blow was not fast, just like an ordinary punch, but Huayama felt the danger in this punch.

But even so, he didn’t make any dodges, and his only move was to jerk down and take the blow with his skull when he was about to touch his jaw.

Boom!

It’s like a collision between rocks, and the dull roar makes it completely unpleasant that this is a human fight.

Huashan’s head that was hit threw his head back violently, and although the blow made him feel unbearable pain and concussion in his skull, his hands grabbed Mo Wen’s arms at this time.

Mo Wen’s pupils shrank, and he instantly understood what Hua Shan Yan wanted to do.

He’s going to use a grip!

“Got you.”

Hua Shan Yan lowered his head back, and there was a trace of burning in his flat gaze, which contained some kind of power.

His hands began to exert strength.

Mo Wen, who grabbed his arm, showed a bloodthirsty smile, and he raised his other fist and punched Huashan’s face.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Thump at a time!

This is Mo Wen, who has the same strength and grip strength as Huashan, breaking the bridge of Huashan’s nose again, and a large amount of blood flows out from the bridge of his nose.

Even though Hua Shan Yan was beaten beyond recognition, the bridge of his nose collapsed, his facial bones were cracked, his teeth were loose and fell out, and his consciousness appeared in a trance, his hand still held Mo Wen’s arm and did not let go.

The strong pressure hindered the passage of blood in Mo Wen’s arm, and Mo Wen’s right arm began to swell.

Ask for flowers, ask for monthly passes, ask for everything.