Chapter 616

The speed of a broken foot is so fast, which is really beyond Mo Wen's expectation.

If this man runs away, it's not for fun. It may directly lead to many serious consequences. Don't be surprised. You step forward in a hurry, but you don't care if you may be attacked by this man. Suddenly you find that a fierce flying object is hitting him quickly. You flash your head and grab it with your hand.

This catch caught the man on the spot to throw out an ashtray.

When Mo Wen was stunned, the man had already rushed to Mo Wen's body. His hands suddenly came out, one hand to Mo Wen's right hand, the other hand to his waist.

Mo Wen's eyes are fixed on the man's eyes. Before he grabs them, he already knows that the target of the attack is his right hand and waist. His right hand doesn't evade, but he takes a half step back.

The man who jumped in front of Mo Wen was shocked. Mo Wen, who was close to him, retreated half a step like retreating to the horizon, which made him make a wrong judgment. His left hand grasped Luo Tianxing's right hand, but his right hand failed to grasp Mo Wen's waist rib. This kind of action was absolutely fatal. Therefore, the man quickly stepped back and jumped back with one foot.

Don't ask how he can be like this man's intention. When he just regained his strength, he suddenly retreated to advance. With a slight twist of his right hand, he clasped the man's wrist, and his body entered into the man's arms. One elbow pushed out, hitting the man's lower abdomen.

"Ah..." the man screamed, covered his belly and fell to the ground, his face turned very pale. Don't ask this elbow strength. Although it's not very useful, it's not common people can bear it. He almost beat his overnight meal out, and his stomach was boiling like a river. It's not that he has certain skills, it's just that this elbow can make him lose combat effectiveness.

Now don't ask if you haven't killed him. Otherwise, just now, don't ask if you can kill this man.

Because the man was hit by Mo Wen, he also felt extremely painful. The vibration of his lower abdomen affected his chest injury. The pain was unbearable, and he could not help sweating on his forehead.

"Don't ask... You can't get any information from me! Come on... I'll fight with you... "The man roared. He jumped up from the ground again and jumped up again. His hands kept changing. In the twinkling of an eye, he had already jumped in front of Mo Wen. His hands grasped Mo Wen's arms and turned to throw Mo Wen out.

However, the man changed his color again, because Mo Wen's body stood still like a tree with deep roots and leaves. A strong force grabbed his hands and pulled him hard. He could not help but rush forward, and then was pushed by Mo Wen's elbow.

This time, he was not so relaxed. After all, the strength of his feet was much greater than that of his hands. So this time, the man's face became very pale after jumping forward four or five steps, and he coughed a little.

This man's cultivation is not in the same level with Mo Wen. So Mo Wen hardly wasted his strength to beat him so badly in front of Mo Wen. Mo Wen, who had been standing still, suddenly moved, stepped in front of the man and hit him out.

With this punch, the man was directly hit by Mo Wen and flew three or four meters away. After rolling on the ground, he stood up. However, when he just stood up, Mo Wen had already come to him. He grasped his wrists with both hands and pulled hard to drive the man's body to fly out. He fell to the ground with an indecent posture of a hungry dog grabbing excrement.

The man also wanted to stand up, suddenly felt a foot like a mountain pressure on his back, where can move.

Mo Wen stepped on the man's back and said, "it's still too late to change your mind now, otherwise... If I step down... You'll see your brain..."

The man gritted his teeth and struggled to get up, but in vain. At last, he had to say helplessly: "OK, I admit that I'm not your opponent... But... You don't want me to tell you what you want to know..."

Mo Wen's feet slightly forced, praised: "a little backbone, but... Even so... You will be very painful..."

Say, Mo Wen's hand don't know when many silver needles, a shake hands, a few silver needles quickly into the man's body Xue position.

"Ah... Don't ask... What did you do to me?" The man suddenly felt that his body had undergone earth shaking changes, as if countless insects were biting in his viscera, very painful.

"Aren't you tough? Then let me see how long you can last... Haha... "Mo Wen grinned, released his foot on the man's back, sat down on a chair beside him, and sneered:" now it's just the beginning... For a while, you will be in agony because of this kind of pain... "

"Don't ask... You're so mean... I... I won't tell you even if I die..." the man clenched his teeth, and his painful expression seemed to have made him desperate, but even so, the man was still struggling.

"Mean? Compared with you people, what do I mean by this method? First of all, I didn't provoke anyone. Don't you think it's mean for me to use this method? I just don't want to be bullied. Is that wrong? " Mo asked with a smile.

"So what? You... You will die miserably... "The man cried in pain.

"Now that you are like this, do you still have the strength to threaten me? This shows that you are not painful enough... "With that, Mo asked that his right hand was waved again, and suddenly there were several silver needles on the man's back.

At the moment when these silver needles pierced into the man's body, the unbearable pain was like being blasted with boiling hot oil.

"Ah..." a cry of pain, has let the man to the edge of collapse.

"I'll give you a minute. If you don't grasp the short time, then... You will die in the pain of not being able to survive or die... Ha ha... Think for yourself!" Don't ask. He laughs.

"You... You... You are so mean... I... even if I am... A ghost... I will not let you go..." the man is in agony and speechless now. Every word he vomites seems to be eating Nai. His face muscles are twisted, twitching, his whole body trembles, and his clothes are soaked with sweat. In this situation, he has almost reached the limit of endurance.

"Hum..." Mo wenleng got up from his chair, took out a cigarette and put one in his mouth. The lighter lit up with a slap. He puffed on the cigarette and puffed out the smoke. His eyes fixed on the man and sneered: "I don't know how to die... Since you are determined to die, I will help you..."

"You... I... I will... Kill... You..." the last word you said, the man died.

The man's death also surprised Mo Wen. This guy is so tough that he can bear it for a while, but he died in less than a minute. It's too easy to be tortured.

Mo Wen shook his head, kicked the man's body with his foot, then took off the silver needle and went back to room 1719 dejectedly.

Yang Lan saw Mo Wen's terrible scene at the door. She was so worried that she asked, "brother mosquito... This man didn't say anything... What should we do next?"

At ordinary times, Mo Wen would tease Yang Lan, but now he is not in the mood. He nods and says, "I didn't expect that this guy is not afraid of death... But... It's nothing. Soldiers will block the water and cover the ground. Don't worry. I'll deal with it. By the way, Xiao Lan, there's an old man downstairs. I always feel familiar, You go down and see if you know... "

"Well?" Yang Lan a Leng, doubt ground asks a way: "who?"

"Let's go... If I know you, I won't let you identify..." said Mo Wen. He lost his cigarette end and took Yang Lan to the door, followed by ishenberg.

Just after the three left, seven or eight middle-aged people with red eyes came to room 1718 and took away the corpses in room 1718. They quickly cleaned up the messy things in room 1718 and took away the monitoring equipment in room 1718.

At the same time, under the leadership of Mo Wen, Yang Lan came to the door of the hotel and walked directly to a white van.

When the door of the van opened, Yang Lan was surprised and instinctively called out: "it's you... How can it be you?"

For Yang Lan's reaction, Mo Wen didn't seem surprised at all, as if he had expected it.

"Hum... So what if it's me? Now I'm in your hands. If you want to kill me, I'll kill you as you please... "The middle-aged man in the van looks like he's going home to death. His hair with a few white hairs flutters with the wind while he speaks. His eyes are sharp and twisted together in an instant under the wrinkles of vicissitudes.

"Who asked you to watch us? Say... "Yang Lan asks a way hastily.

"Don't ask, I don't know anything..." the middle-aged man snorted coldly, put his head away, and didn't look at Yang Lan staring at him.

Yang Lan Xiu frowned and looked at the middle-aged man. She was angry and resentful. She asked angrily, "did my grandfather send you here?"

"Ha ha..." as soon as Yang Lan asked, the middle-aged man raised his head and laughed: "if he sent me... That's good, ha ha... At least now you dare not move me..."

Wen Yan, Mo Wen, is also carefully analyzing the sanctity of these people who are monitoring him. Yang Biao discovered * * and this detail makes Mo Wen directly exclude the possibility of Yang Biao and Yang Zheng. As for the relationship between Yang Tianbao and Mo Wen, Mo Wen thinks that it is impossible and unnecessary to take such measures against him. This kind of monitoring is meaningless to this old guy.

Besides, Yang Tianbao and Yang Lin have no reason to spy on Mo Wen. What do they do? There is no motive to speak of, so Mo Wen directly ruled out the possibility of Xing.

Because of this, Mo Wencong specially brought Yang Lan to confront this middle-aged man. He hoped that he could tell something about the boss behind the scenes from the middle-aged man's mouth. However, in the current situation, the hope is very slim.

Suddenly, without waiting for Yang Lan and Mo Wen and others to reflect, the middle-aged man's mouth suddenly spilled blood, eyes a stare, the whole person suddenly fell in the car.

"Hey... You... Don't..." Yang Lan exclaimed, but it was too late.

This middle-aged man killed himself by biting his tongue.