The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 337
Mr. Mo looked at Mrs. Mo in surprise. He found that since making her the titular head of the family, her courage had grown and she dared to think about anything.

"Why not? Anyway, you didn't refuse, and you didn't agree all at once. Let them talk to young people. They can do whatever they want." Mrs. Mo smiled slyly.

Like the beautiful girls of the Long family and the Hong family, Hua Song must feel itchy when he sees them. Whatever happens, let it happen. Can adults still care about young people's affairs?

"Hehe, my wife, you're still taller, okay, I'll reply like this." Mr. Mo left with a smile.

The Mo family was blessed by misfortune, and will definitely be the most powerful family in China in the future.

Mo Huasong didn't know that he was tricked by his grandma, so he drove Long Yun to the front.

Long Yun knew that wild bar, and under her guidance, Mo Huasong's motorcycle drove more and more smoothly.

"Brother Hua Song, you are driving so fast." Long Yun exclaimed in surprise.

This is what she wants. Running in the wind with her lover is a very romantic thing.

She feels that she is so happy that she is dying now: "It would be great if this car could fly."

"Why is this so difficult?" Mo Huasong disagreed.

"I'll go, it's over, girl, the master is going to ask us to lift the cart again." Hei Guihuo yelled worriedly.

"Just lift it up, it's fun anyway." Sword Spirit looked excited.

The black ghost is speechless, why are these people so abnormal?
When Mo Huasong was about to use his true energy to fly the motorcycle, his eyes suddenly became fixed, staring at the roads on both sides.

It is already night, this is a suburban road, and there are no street lights.

Just now Mo Huasong felt that he had a sense of danger, as if he was locked by others.

"Bang bang bang." Sure enough, the sound of gunfire came from the roads on both sides, and the bullets shot towards Mo Huasong as if they didn't want money.

"Find a gunman to kill me?" Mo Huasong sneered. "Long Yun, hold me tight."

"Oh." Long Yun hugged Mo Huasong tightly, wishing she could blend into the other's body.

"Huh." The motorcycle flew up from the ground, ten meters above the ground.

Seeing Mo Huasong flying from the ground, the gunmen on both sides shouted in surprise: "Could it be that the other party is a driver?"

"Impossible, even a driver can't drive so fast to avoid our bullets." A bearded man in camouflage behind him sneered. "Everyone cheer up, the task this time is a bit tricky."

These people are the killers of the Wind Wolf organization. This time they accepted the task of assassinating Mo Huasong. They paid a commission of one billion yuan. They all dispatched to kill Mo Huasong tonight.

The Wind Wolf Organization has been cataloged by Interpol.

They do all kinds of evil, forgetting the laws of the country, and they dare to kill anyone, no matter where they are, as long as they are willing to spend money.

Therefore, these killers didn't take it seriously when they heard that Mo Huasong was killed in the capital this time.

They thought that after killing Mo Huasong, they would take the other half of the money and go directly to a foreign country for a year or so.

In their eyes, employers are making a fuss over a molehill.

They kill a person, even if the opponent is a martial arts expert, but in this modern society, high technology is very powerful.

Even if the opponent is a master of martial arts, it is impossible to escape their high-range bullets.

A master may be able to hide ten or eight bullets, but can they hide a hundred or a thousand bullets?
They fired together, each with a magazine of fifty rounds.

In this state of continuous firing, one pull of the trigger is to shoot desperately, can that man named Mo Huasong escape?

After a while, they can honeycomb the target.

But I didn't expect Mo Huasong to fly the motorcycle ten meters high and avoid their bullets. This is really shocking.

But so what?These brothers are all experienced killers, and they will definitely be able to kill Mo Huasong.

"Keep shooting." Big Wolf, the leader of the Wind Wolf Organization, raised his gun and continued to shoot at Mo Huasong.

There was another storm of bullets. These killers deserved to be an internationally renowned killer organization.

When they locked Mo Huasong again, the bullets were divided into ten directions and shot.

From a normal point of view, no matter which way Mo Huasong fled, he would be hit by bullets.

No matter how high your martial arts are, you are still afraid of pistols.

But their luck this time was bad, and they underestimated Mo Huasong's strength.

"Sword!" Mo Huasong yelled angrily, and the little white sword exploded from his body.

At this time, Mo Huasong and the others were still sitting on the motorcycle, and the motorcycle stayed in the air without moving, which was very strange.

Long Yun quietly opened her eyes, and couldn't help being surprised when she saw the scene.

Could this be a dream come true?Are they in the air?It is a pity that the motorcycle did not continue to drive forward, as if it had stopped in the air.

"Whoosh." The sword spirit entered into Xiaobaijian, and immediately, Xiaobaijian came to life.

"Master, I'm here too." Hei Ghost Fire rushed out excitedly. "I went and killed them."

Since he improved his strength, he hasn't fought well.

Those killers wanted to kill the master, just to let him show off his skills.

Mo Huasong snorted coldly: "Huo Ling, you are responsible for dealing with those bullets, Jian Ling, you go and kill them."

"Ah, let me block the bullet?" Hei Zhihuo's expression turned ugly.

He is so powerful, why let him do such a trivial thing?
"Bang bang bang." The bullets shot towards Mo Huasong desperately, as if they didn't want money.

"Ah." Long Yun screamed in fear.

Mo Huasong smiled and said, "Silly girl, with brother Huasong here, nothing will happen."

"Huh." The black ghost fire moved, and Mo Huasong was surrounded by a layer of black mist, tightly surrounding them.

Those bullets shot in front of the black mist and disappeared strangely.

However, the color of the black mist seems to be a little darker.

This is nigga using his energy to block the bullet, just for a moment, he is no problem.

But let him resist bullets for ten minutes like this, he can't bear it.

"Smelly girl, hurry up and do it, I can't stand it anymore." Hei Guihuo yelled.

If I had known that I would not be brave, I would often tell my master how powerful I am, but I never thought that my master would ask him to block bullets.

"Nigger, don't worry, look at me." Sword Spirit smiled and flew forward.

I saw Xiaobai sword shooting towards the killer in front like lightning.

Those killers were not warriors in the first place, they were just good at hot weapons.

When the little white sword shot at their sides, they had no way to dodge.

In an instant, more than a dozen people were killed.

PS: There will be an update tomorrow!

　Thanks for the layman's reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)