After many soldiers surrounded Lin Jixin, Zhou Mochen stood up and said, "Stop, I don't want us to meet each other."

Lin Jixin tilted his head: "Stop..."

At this time, a middle-aged man next to Zhou Mochen suddenly intercepted and said, "Bastard, put the person down, you can't get rid of it, just kneel down and surrender!"

Zhou Mochen's face changed slightly, and Lin Jixin suddenly laughed. He pulled Meng Xiongguang in his hand closer and let go: "It seems that you have a bad reputation. Someone actually motivated me to kill you!"

Meng Xiongguang gasped for two hard times, and looked at the middle-aged man who was talking before with a blue face.

The middle-aged man's expression froze. He really couldn't have imagined that the Skeleton King, who came to revenge with resentment, was so calm.

Zhou Mochen smiled and said, "Let's put down the person first, let's have a good talk."

"Talk?" He also smiled, "No, we have nothing to talk about."

After saying that, he used force on his hands.

With a click, Meng Xiongguang's neck broke.

Zhou Mochen's smile froze there, and the middle-aged man who deliberately stimulated him before could not hide the ecstasy on his face.

His eyes swept over the faces of the two, then turned to Meng Xiongguang, who was tilting his head in his hands, still staring wide in disbelief: "Do you think that since I see through the conspiracy, I should save your life?"

He calmly shook his head: "I'm here to kill you, this will never change!"

He threw down Meng Xiongguang's body casually, and he looked at Zhou Mochen again.

The soldiers surrounding him were already eager to shoot. If Zhou Mochen had not been suppressing him, he might have gone fire.

Zhou Mochen had a calm face: "Do you know what you are doing?"

He chuckled: "Of course I know! I'm here for revenge! Look, don't you do what you should do?"

Zhou Mochen was extremely angry: "You!"

Judging from Zhou Mochen's appearance, he apologized: "I know you have good intentions, but after the last incident, I just need revenge!"

Of course, Zhou Mochen knew that he was talking about using Mei Yueru to set up an ambush. This was not what he meant. He could only sigh with a bleak face: "We are sorry for you!"

Lin Jixin raised his hand, and he stopped Zhou Mochen from saying down, shook his head and said, "Don't talk about sorry, right! We had too many things that we couldn't coordinate before. Since that's the case, speak with our fists, whoever wins will decide!"

The middle-aged man who wanted to kill Meng Xiongguang indifferently appeared again and sternly said to him: "There is only a dead end to dare to fight against the government's iron fist!"

He couldn't help but smile: "Is this right or not? How can you pay what you owe me?"

The middle-aged man was stunned: "I owe you?"

"Don't you want to kill Meng Xiongguang? Now I'll help you..."

The middle-aged man quickly denied: "What does it mean to help me? Don't talk nonsense!"

"You don't admit it?" His eyes became very dangerous, "No one in this world dares to rely on my account!"

Seeing him raising his hand, the middle-aged man hurriedly retreated to the crowd: "What are you doing?"

"Collection of debt!" He did not make any moves, but light and shadow split out from around him. The middle-aged man was shot directly before he could make any moves.

The man's movements froze, and a large number of black and white patches appeared on his body, and even the color of his clothes faded, turning into black and white.

Seeing the man's breath falling down without any scent, the people around him dodged away as if they were evading snakes and scorpions.

This is not the first time they have seen each other in similar situations, and their hearts are full of horror.

"Shoot, shoot..."

I don't know who shouted, and then the gunshots burst out.

Then they saw the light and dark light around Lin Jixin's body constantly running like a living thing, and bullets fell into it like raindrops, and then there was no sound.

Since we have prepared for a long time, of course we will not have only such a few methods.

Zhou Mochen is not a person who has no decisions. When things come to this point, he has no choice.

With a gloomy face, he shouted: "First team retreat, second team comes forward!"

The soldiers who were firing the gun quickly retreated, and then two soldiers holding the bazooka rushed forward. They half-squatted down and fired directly.

In everyone's expectant eyes, two rockets, carrying long tail smoke, plunged into the light and shadow.

Then... then there was no movement! There was no expectation of an explosion.

"No. 3!" Zhou Mochen called and directed everyone to retreat.

"Fast movements," the light and shadow continued to expand, among which was Lin Jixin's unrestrained laughter, "I don't have time to play with you slowly."

People around him ran away quickly, and in the building not far away, long cannon barrels slowly stretched out from the window.

"That's all?" Lin Jixin's voice sounded again, "Then I won't be with you!"

Zhou Mochen's eyes froze, and he suddenly gritted his teeth and shouted: "No. 5, explosion!"

As he burst out, there was a continuous rumbling sound, and the building where Lin Jixin was located suddenly exploded with smoke and dust. In the irrepressible screams around, it collapsed straight. Thousands of tons of steel and cement were dumped downstairs, instantly pressing the rising light and shadow downstairs.

The huge vibration and the splashing stone chips stopped for a while. Zhou Mochen and others who ran away in fear turned around and looked at the ruined building. A few deputy directors laughed loudly beside Zhou Mochen. Although the price was very high, the price was nothing compared to the credit for killing the Skeleton King.

Zhou Mochen looked ugly, and after a while, he finally couldn't help but shook his head and sigh. Mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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