Super King of Soldiers in the City

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"Wow!" Mo Yunyan looked at Meng Qingming, almost spitting out, "willing to go with you? Don't you disgust me?"

"I Mo Yunyan, even if I like a pig, I won't like your sinister goods."

"Mo Yunyan, you forced me." Meng Qingming's face suddenly became haggard, and his eyes flashed with madness. "Since you don't want to go with me willingly, then it's no wonder I'm strong. "

He said frantically, and then speeded up directly, ran towards Mo Yunyan.

It was only that he ran two steps forward, stopped suddenly, and then quickly retreated.

Flapping.

Almost Meng Qingming just ran away from the spot, a series of bullets blasted at the position where he had previously stood, and exploded the soil mist.

More than a dozen young people of good quality appeared from a distance, and with a gun, they moved forward, and soon ran over to protect Mo Yunyan.

"Miss Yunyan, are you okay?" A young man came to Mo Yunyan and said respectfully, "I'm sorry, we're late. By the way, Captain Yaya?"

He had just come and didn't notice the body of Yaoya not far away, not to mention, Yaoya's head was all blasted, even if he noticed it, he couldn't recognize it.

"Captain Yaoya is dead." Mo Yunyan glanced at Yaoya's body in the distance, and then his eyes became cold. "It was he who killed Yaoya, but also wanted to **** No.1."

"You killed him for me!"

Although Mo Yunyan doesn't know these people, let alone the young man headed by, but she can know by looking at the badge on the other's chest that this is the Mo family.

"Yes, Miss Mo." The youth responded, then raised his head and looked at Meng Qingming.

When looking at Meng Qingming, the humility in his eyes disappeared, but he became bloodthirsty and fierce,

"No matter who you are, dare to kill Captain Ya, dare to disrespect Miss Mo, dare to think of Shenyao No. 1, you are going to die today."

He held a gun alone and looked at Meng Qingming, with only coldness in his eyes, "Quickly kill him quickly and then leave here."

Along with his orders, the more than ten Mo family elite launched a burst shot at Meng Qingming at the first time, and there was no chance for Meng Qingming to speak at all.

As elites of the Mo family, these people are all characters who have experienced blood and blood slamming. Countless examples tell them that all the defeats are because of too much nonsense.

What's more, Meng Qingming's ability to kill Captain Yao is enough to prove that Meng Qingming is not simple, and they dare not carelessly.

So they didn't talk much, and they all shot extremely decisively.

Dozens of bullets were fired at the first time, making a crazy explosion like a firecracker, crackling.

The bullets exploded on the ground debris, and the grass and trees were flying, and the soil was flying, and the momentum was extremely powerful.

The smoke was filled.

Faced with so many crazy bombs, Meng Qingming didn't hesitate at all, flashed directly into the distance, and found a bunker.

Countless bullets almost all touched his heels and blasted on the ground, extremely dangerous.

But even so, Meng Qingming was extremely calm. Except for the two bullets he did not escape and shot on the shoulder blade, the other bullets were all hidden by him.

Mo Jiajing looked at the monkey-like Meng Qingming, his face became ugly, and the bombardment was even more crazy.

They did not expect that Meng Qingming was so powerful that so many bullets were shot out without killing him.

It was only very soon that their bullets had been burned out, and Meng Qingming still did not suffer much damage.

At the moment when he noticed that the Mojia elite bullets were lighting up, Meng Qingming turned his head and grinned grinningly, "It's a great hit, right, it's time for me."

He grinned and slammed on the right foot, and the whole person shot at the Mo family with a cannonball.

Looking at this scene for the first youth, his eyelids flickered, his face hard to look in an instant.

"Go together and kill him!"

Along with his voice, a dozen people dropped their empty guns, withdrew their sabers from their calves, and madly rushed towards Meng Qingming.

Well trained.

Meng Qingming looked at this scene and smiled without anger, "Just a bunch of garbage, let's die."

Accompanied by the sound, he quickly ran to the head of the young man, turned around to avoid the saber's sabre, and his left arm was stuck on the other's head and snapped.

The neat movements made everyone look a little daunted.

There was a repressive breath in the air.

"Waste is waste, without a gun, you are a bed bug in my eyes, squeeze to death."

Meng Qingming smiled disdainfully, grabbed the saber in the hands of the youth, kicked it with one foot, and then killed the rest.

Alas.

A knife was chopped on the neck of one of them, the blood column blew up, and the other person's head was cut off and flew away like a blood gourd.

Meng Qingming kept moving, twisted his body, grabbed another saber, and stabbed with his backhand.

With a sneer, the saber in his hand penetrated another man's chest, completely penetrating, and it seemed impossible to survive.

At the moment when he pulled out the saber, the blood from the sky sprayed out and sputtered, rendering his whole person a blood man.

Underestimating the three people, Meng Qingming did nothing.

The rest of the elite looked at this scene, and there was terror in their eyes.

However, they did not flinch.

"Elite? Are you worthy to be called elite? Ridiculous!" Meng Qingming vigorously moved forward, and the whole person rushed towards a person like a jackal and a tiger, knocking it up.

The moment the opponent flew, the saber leaped out and directly cut off the opponent's legs.

The **** legs fell to the ground, and the man screamed mournfully.

With a knife in one hand, cut off the flesh and blood, cut off the bones, cut off the legs, how much effort is required to do all this?

Meng Qingming cut off the enemy's legs without moving his eyelids, and ran out again with a knife, like a wolf like a tiger.

This was a massacre, a unilateral massacre. The Mo family elite without guns, in front of Meng Qingming, seemed to be pigs and dogs that could be slaughtered at any time, vulnerable and vulnerable.

Along with the spray of blood mist, accompanied by a wailing howl, just a moment, more than ten elites, they were all beheaded under the knife, and no one lived.

The blood stained Meng Qingming, the blood stained the ground, and the scene was as scary as hell.

Mo Yunyan looked at this scene, his hands and feet were cold.

Meng Qingming is too powerful, she never thought that Meng Qingming would be so powerful.

"Ah, this matter has nothing to do with me. It has nothing to do with me." The driver in front of Mo Yunyan looked at this scene. While his scalp was numb, he opened the car door and jumped down and fled to the distance.

Meng Qingming is really terrible. He would rather escape and be punished by the Mo family rather than die in Meng Qingming's hands now.

"Want to run?" Meng Qingming grinned, with sarcasm flashing in his eyes, flicking with his right hand, and with a whimper, the saber was flung out and inserted into the driver's back with precision.

The blood burst, and Mo Yun's eyes were gray.

She knew that she couldn't get away, and Shen Yao No. 1 could not keep it.

After Meng Qingming killed Mo family elite, he did not continue to talk to Mo Yunyan's nonsense, he immediately stunned him, and then held Mo Yunyan in one hand, holding Divine Medicine No. 1, and quickly left here.

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