The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 239
Mo Huasong gave Mu Fanxuan a blank look: "Stupid woman, fortune tellers will say ambiguous things. If you say you have difficulties this year, it's good to pass it, and it's not good if you don't pass it. Tell me, who doesn't have a little difficulty in a year?" ? It’s just big and small troubles.”

"But he's right." Mu Fanxuan took out 100 yuan from her wallet and gave it to Feilong while talking.

Feilong took the money and rolled up his stall excitedly, as if he was about to leave.

"God stick, you want to run away after taking the money?" Mo Huasong asked.

The 100 yuan was nothing, but Mo Huasong didn't want Mu Fanxuan to be cheated by others.

"Hey, kid, don't think that I'm easy to bully. I warn you, I, Feilong, are famous in the Jianghu. Seeing that your Yintang is black now, you will be bloody." Feilong glared at Mo Huasong, Pointing back in surprise.

When Mo Huasong and the others looked up and found nothing special, when they looked back, the fat dragon had already run away.

Mo Huasong laughed at Mu Fanxuan: "Do you understand now? That fat dragon is a magic stick, not a fortune teller."

"Although he ran away, I feel that what he said is a little bit right. I feel good now." Speaking of this, Mu Fanxuan felt sweet in her heart.

Mu's Group is getting better and better, and this elm is not as hateful as before.

That more than an hour in the airplane toilet was really the most unforgettable memory in her life.

I didn't expect that kind of thing to be so exciting——

She was afraid that he would do that kind of thing in the room for a while, and her body would not be able to bear it, so she ran down with an excuse.

The more Mu Fanxuan thought about it, the more she blushed, she didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Mo Huasong looked at the red-faced Mu Fanxuan strangely: "What's wrong with you, are you feeling unwell?"

"You're not feeling well." Mu Fanxuan gave Mo Huasong a coquettish look, and turned away from looking at the elm.

Suddenly, Mu Fanxuan opened her eyes, pointed to the front and shouted, "What is that man doing? He has a gun in his hand."

Mo Huasong looked up and found a passerby in front of him with a gun in his hand, who was about to shoot at two men in army green jackets not far to the right.

Mu Fanxuan's scream immediately alerted the two men, and they threw themselves on both sides.

"Papa" two soft sounds, the bullet hit the place where the two men were standing just now, the sound was not loud, the passerby used a silencer pistol.

Passers-by saw the shot and continued to shoot at the tall young man on the right.

The young man had already reacted, and immediately bounced off the ground, turning around in the air to avoid the bullets.

When the other man was about to save his companion, suddenly there were more than a dozen gangsters with paint on their faces, and they all had guns in their hands.

They split into two groups and shot at the two men respectively.

"Bang bang bang." Those bullets seemed to be free of money, and kept erupting towards the front.

The passerby who sneaked up just now turned around and glared at Mu Fanxuan. If she hadn't warned her just now, he would have killed those two targets.

Passers-by angrily raised their guns and were about to shoot Mu Fanxuan.

"Ah." Mu Fanxuan continued to scream in fear.

Seeing that the beautiful woman who kindly helped him was about to suffer, the tall young man flew over anxiously. "careful."

"Acquired eighth level martial arts." Mo Huasong sneered when he saw the tall young man using martial arts.

With just this bit of martial arts, do you want to join in the trouble?My woman, won't I save it?
"Bang bang bang." The bullets continued to shoot at the tall young man.

Although his martial arts are strong, he can still dodge one or two bullets.

But with so many bullets, it is not easy for him to dodge.

Moreover, in order to save Mu Fanxuan, he changed the flight route, making it easier to be shot.

"Whoosh."

A bullet hit the tall young man's thigh, and he slowed down and fell from the air.

"Kill him." The gangster showed joy on his face, their main target this time was the tall young man.

"Captain!" Another companion turned pale with fright.

With complete disregard for his own life, he leapt, with an extra pistol in his hand.

"Bang bang bang." The man clicked a few times, and all the bullets shot at the vital points of the villains in front.

But those villains were not weak either. Seeing the man's counterattack, they retreated one after another, and they continued to fight back.

Mo Huasong snorted coldly, and there was a small black knife in his right hand.

"Whoosh." A black light flashed, and the passer-by who wanted to kill Mu Fanxuan tilted his head, his throat was cut open, and blood spewed out.

If it wasn't for Mo Huasong seeing that this was a street, he would really have wanted to chop off the opponent's head instead of slit his throat.

Passers-by fell down slowly, and the villain behind cried out in grief: "We must kill you."

Although these people spoke Chinese dialect, their voices were a bit weird.

Seeing that Mu Fanxuan was not in danger, the tall young man turned around and killed the villain next to him.

"Ah." A gangster was shot and killed by a tall young man.

But these gangsters did not back down and continued to chase and kill the two men.

Mo Huasong's heart trembled, and he looked up at the roof of the building across the street. He felt that he was locked by something.

"Hmph, is it that easy to kill me?" Mo Huasong sneered in his heart.

When he came to the capital this time, he knew that things would not be that simple, and he was also mentally prepared to kill in the capital.

If it wasn't for his mother's face, he would have gone mad at Wu's house at noon.

But no matter what, now that someone wants to kill him, he will not let him go.

Under the investigation of Mo Huasong's spiritual sense, he knew that there was a man in black on the roof with a gun in his hand, aiming at him murderously.

"Just stand here and don't move around." Mo Huasong told Mu Fanxuan.

"Let's hurry back to the hotel." Mu Fanxuan said worriedly.

Knowing that it was dangerous outside, she and Wu Yuzhen borrowed a female bodyguard to come out.

"Bang." The sniper fired, and the bullets shot towards Mo Huasong like lightning.

Mo Huasong's body moved slightly to avoid the sniper rifle.

"Boom." A big hole was opened in the back window, and the shopkeeper's exclamation came from inside.

Seeing that Mo Huasong did not fall, the sniper on the roof was shocked.

But at this moment, the sword spirit appeared in front of him.

Seeing a flash of white light, his body trembled, and then he jumped directly downstairs holding the gun.

"Ah, someone jumped off the building." The people on the side of the road screamed.

Mo Huasong knew that this kind of killer was just killing people with money, but he didn't know who the employer behind him was.

And Mo Huasong didn't bother to know, when he kept killing him, he would know who wanted to kill him.

At this time, the gangsters over there saw Mo Huasong looking at the place where someone jumped off the building, raised their guns and shot at Mo Huasong secretly.

Mu Fanxuan happened to see that villain trying to kill Mo Huasong, and screamed in fright: "Don't kill him."

It was too late, but soon, Mu Fanxuan jumped forward, with a "bang", the bullet hit Mu Fanxuan's chest, and the blood stained the white shirt on her chest.

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