Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

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

Feng Bo was wearing a Tang suit, with mille-soled cloth shoes on his feet, his hands behind his back, the cold wind blew past, his clothes rattled, his braided beard swayed in the wind, and he looked like a martial arts master.

"Mo Yi, are you really going to betray the Mo family?" Feng Bo frowned, his eyes were like lightning, and he swept across Mo Yi, Tang Long and others.

"Uncle Feng, those who know current affairs are heroes. You have worked so hard for the Mo family for so many years. What Mo Chuyang can give you, I, Mo Yi, can give you double." Mo Yi said lightly.

"Pooh!"

Uncle Feng spat on the ground, "I, Feng Tian, ​​am not the kind of person who sees profit and forgets righteousness. Mo Yi, I will bring you to blame the Mo family today."

"Then it depends on whether you have the 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 kicks. These bodyguards were carefully selected by Mo Yi, and each of them was a warrior who had stepped into the darkness.

The so-called two fists are hard to beat four hands, and Feng Bo's age is not dominant, and the fists are afraid of being young. These bodyguards are all in their early thirties, which is the age of vigorous blood. They shot together and sealed Feng Bo's four sides. .

Feng Bo snorted, clenched his fists with both hands, and punched a bodyguard in the chest. The bodyguard flew backwards like a kite with a broken thread.

"The inner strength is so great, it really shouldn't be underestimated." Mo Yi frowned slightly and said in a low voice.

Feng Bo's inner strength is great, even in Qingzhou, he is also a warrior who suppresses one side. Although the bodyguards are young and aggressive, Feng Bo is still more than capable of parrying. His fists are like cast iron, and each punch has a thousand pounds of strength. When it reaches the fist, it flies out.

Four consecutive bodyguards were sent flying, completely losing their ability to fight.

Mo Yi frowned, and suddenly reached into his pocket and took out a pistol, aiming the black muzzle at Feng Bo, and pulling the trigger, with a bang, a bullet with a diameter of 2.3mm sprayed out of the muzzle with a cyclone. Leave a white mark in the air.

Feng Bo felt a warning sign in his heart, his face changed suddenly, his body twisted at an inconceivable angle, he staggered a few steps, his abdomen was piercingly painful, and his red clothes were soaked in blood.

Except for the super powerful fighters at the master level who can resist pistol bullets, even the fighters with great internal strength can't do it.

Although there is no way to resist bullets, the ability of eyes and ears of warriors is dozens of times that of ordinary people. It takes time to pull the trigger. Warriors can quickly calculate the angle, speed, and body to make a series of judgments and reactions to avoid bullets.

If Feng Bo hadn't noticed in time just now, the bullet might have pierced his chest, but now the bullet just pierced his abdomen, at least not life-threatening.

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

Mo Susu was shocked, her pretty face turned pale, and she stared at Feng Bo's abdomen with wide eyes, "Feng Bo, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine, I can still resist." Feng Bo gritted his teeth, shook his whole body, and exhaled vigorously, his aura unexpectedly increased a bit.

Mo Yi sneered and said, "Uncle Feng, if you forcibly suppress the blood in the wound with your true essence, even if you survived, your skills would probably be wasted. Why are you doing this?"

"Even if I die, I will not betray the Mo family." Feng Bo gritted his teeth, his figure moved, and the remaining bodyguards were instantly stopped by Feng Bo's neck and strangled directly, Feng Bo's eyes showed a trace of powerlessness.

He has now raised all the energy and blood in his body, and he can only hold on for more than ten minutes.

Mo Yi raised his arm and aimed his black muzzle at Feng Bo, "Can you still dodge my bullets now?"

Feng Bo widened his eyes, and said angrily: "Mo Yi, you are also a child of the Mo family, inheriting martial arts, yet you actually gave up force and used such despicable means?"

"Martial arts? I've been annoyed by learning martial arts since I was a child. So what if my martial arts are strong? I have pistols, sniper rifles, and armor-piercing bullets. Even if I practice martial arts to the extreme, can I block the weapons of the modern society?"

"Yes." Suddenly, a faint voice sounded from the rooftop.

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

"Zhuo Bufan?" Mo Yi frowned.

At the Starbucks coffee shop, Zhuo Bufan planted an imprint on Mo Susu's body, as long as Mo Susu was in danger, he could feel it.

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

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

"You've only scratched the surface of martial arts. Real martial arts can split mountains, break rivers, and devour heaven, earth, sun, moon and stars. How could you know that with your eyes like ants?" 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 all, Mo Yi pointed the gun at Zhuo Bufan, at this moment, Tang Long suddenly took a step, looking at Zhuo Bufan with cold eyes, "Young Master Mo, it's better to leave the two of them to me. There is energy in it, if my baby swallows it, it can grow a bit."

Hearing his words, Mo Yi hesitated for a moment, and lowered his arms, "Okay, I'll leave them to you."

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

Feng Bo also frowned. Although he hated Zhuo Bufan, at this moment, there seemed to be no one he could trust. He frowned and said in a low voice, "Zhuo Bufan, hurry up and take the eldest lady out of here, I can still support you." A few minutes."

"No need, these people are just ants. If I take a look at them, they will die. Life and death are up to me." Zhuo Bufan said lightly.

Feng Bo was so angry that he almost jumped, the Zhuo family was a third-tier family and he investigated it clearly, and this second young master Zhuo is just a playboy, this kind of person has nothing but bragging skills.

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

At this time, Tang Long had formed a magic seal, and a burst of green energy emerged from the jade wrench on his thumb, twisting and changing in the air, transforming into a giant baby with a height of two meters, with a bloody mouth wide open, exuding evil and filth. gas.

A look of shock appeared on Feng Bo's face, "Is the head lowering technique in Southeast Asia?"

At this time, he saw Zhuo Bufan actually took a step forward and stood in front of him without changing his expression.

"Come back quickly, I can't even deal with this thing, aren't you going up to die?" Feng Bo was furious, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth.

I saw Zhuo Bufan's eyes shooting golden light, "I said, I will take his life!"

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