The Legend of Soul Fighter: The Genius Repeater

"What does Mubai want to do? You don't need to meddle so much, do you?" Fire Wolf said in surprise.

Jian Wuhui said lightly: "Let him go."

"That guy doesn't look easy to provoke." Fire Wolf said worriedly.

Mu Bai stared coldly at the middle-aged man with the scar in front of him and said, "Have you had enough trouble?"

The middle-aged Dao Scar smiled instead of anger, his eyes flashed coldly, and said with a cold smile: "Boy, you think I'm impatient with life, don't you, I don't need you to take care of my business?"

"I'm doing it for your own good." Mu Bai smiled lightly.

"I'll count to three, if you don't let go, I will kill you right now." The middle-aged man with scar said coldly.

"Hey, this kid is really desperate, even the deputy head of the Flying Leopard Mercenary Group dares to mess with him."

"That guy is a murderer without blinking an eye. This kid must have a brain problem."

The mercenaries who were drinking on the side burst into laughter, as if they were waiting for a good show.

When the girl saw Mu Bai beside her, her complexion changed, her delicate body trembled slightly, she snorted coldly, and continued to drink the wine in the glass without saying anything.

"one two Three……"

Scar's middle-aged man finished counting the number in his mouth in a cold voice, his murderous intent suddenly rose, and he swung his other fist with all his strength, and hit Mu Bai on the head. Almost everyone believed that Mu Bai would definitely be killed by Scar in the next second. The middle-aged headshot on the spot.

puff--

There was a muffled sound.

Mu Bai stretched out his left hand, and easily grabbed the fist of the scarred middle-aged man.

Scar's middle-aged man's face suddenly changed.

When the drinking mercenaries saw them, they almost spit out the wine from their mouths, and they all exclaimed, "How is this possible?"

"How did that kid do it?"

The middle-aged Dao Scar's face was flushed with embarrassment. Being watched by so many fellow mercenaries, this time he was ashamed to death.

A trace of cold sweat rolled down the scarred middle-aged cheeks, and he was surprised to find that he couldn't lift a trace of strength from his whole body. Looking at Mu Bai with a faint smile on his face, he felt a burst of panic in his heart.

If Mu Bai wanted to kill him, it would be as easy as pie.

Mu Bai locked the valve of the scarred middle-aged man, which was the reason why he couldn't condense his soul power.

"If you don't want to die, then go, it's best to leave this city." Mu Bai smiled, and immediately let go of the scarred middle-aged man's hands.