Chapter 1757

Hou Biao had been a gangster before. He was brave and skillful, so he could be a security captain. However, when he heard Mo Wen's name, he immediately counseled him.

However, now that he is no longer a gangster, he works for the Jiang family. If Mo Wen messes up this matter, he will lose his job. No matter how powerful Mo Wen is, with the support of the Jiang family, the security team leader's waist will become much stronger. Unfortunately, the security team leader overestimates his ability, He also overestimated the ability of the Chiang family.

The security team leader thought about it from left to right, still with a lack of momentum, he punched Mo Wen. Before he hit Mo Wen in the face, Mo Wen's right hand easily grasped the wrist of the security team leader. As soon as the security team leader's face changed, he felt that his hand was clamped by iron pliers, and he could not shake a cent.

"What's the matter? I'll die! It's not your turn to be presumptuous here... "Constrained by the body, the security team leader lost face and threw his left palm to Mo Wen's face. Mo Wen's face was expressionless and pulled.

"Click!" A crisp noise, the security team leader's wrist was twisted by him, the security team leader's face suddenly twisted, issued a howling cry, the huge gap between the strength of the security team leader instantly recognized the reality, but it was too late! At this time, don't ask, anger is very strong, who dare to come forward, who is dead! No one can offend him!

Don't wait for the security team leader to beg for mercy. Mo Wen stepped heavily on his chest. There was a strong dull sound. The security team leader's mouth and nose were bleeding, his eyes turned, and he fell to the ground. There was no movement.

To deal with these ordinary people, Mo Wen has no threat at all. It's no exaggeration to say that Mo Wen can get rid of these people with his eyes closed. At this time, the chest of the security team leader is obviously depressed. His sternum is directly crushed by Mo Wen's foot, his heart is shattered, and Xing's life is lost. When a group of security guards see this scene, their scalp is numb and their hands and feet are cold, It is said that Mo Wen is a crazy man who kills people without blinking an eye, and he is also a very difficult master. It seems that the rumors are true. Mo Wen's fierce skill and violent momentum make them feel a strong sense of fear. Even if they add up, they are definitely not the opponent of this man! All the security guards couldn't help but have this idea.

No one dares to stop Mo Wen's steps. Mo Wen just walked towards the May Day building, and the people inside didn't seem to be aware of the crisis.

"What can I do for you, sir?" A young male receptionist at the front desk asked.

"Where is Jiang Ming?" Mo asked calmly.

"Do you have an appointment?" Asked the young man.

"I ask you... Where is Jiang Ming?" Mo asked again, with no emotion in his tone.

The young man frowned. It's arrogant of the boy to call Jiang Ming by his name. Everyone knows who Jiang Ming is. In Fu Zhou, the leaders of Fu Zhou have to be respectful to Jiang Ming. Who is the holy young man in front of him?

"I'm sorry, sir. Not everyone can see Mr. Jiang! If you want to see young master Jiang, you must make an appointment. " Young man not cold not light said.

"For the last time, where is Jiang Ming?" Mo Wen's face seems very calm, but behind the calm expression, there is a strong, such as the essence of hostility. If you send it out a little, you can make your back cold!

"Yes?" The young man looked at Mo with suspicion and put on a professional tone: "it's inconvenient to tell you!"

After three things, Mo Wen stretched out one hand and grabbed the man's throat in an instant. With a little force, the young man's neck was twisted by Mo Wen, his body softened and he was killed in an instant.

"Kill... Kill!" One of the front desk clerks nearby screamed.

Suddenly, the hall burst open, and the walking staff screamed with fright. At this time, Jiang Ming was still in the office, holding a goblet and tasting red wine slowly. He thought that Mo Wen should still be in the rescue of Wu Xuewen at this time, and he would never come here so quickly to avenge him. If Jiang left here a little earlier, Mo wanted to find him, It's not that easy.

The two old men sent by the mysterious boss are standing behind Jiang Ming. Although their status is no lower than Jiang Ming, they still perform the duty of bodyguard.

"Doodle, doodle!" There was a sudden alarm outside the door.

The two elders looked at each other. At this time, the alarm sounded. Did the boy break in?

A bodyguard in a suit opened the door in a hurry, walked in quickly, and whispered to Jiang Ming: "young master, that boy has broken into the building and killed people! The police don't dare to take care of it... It seems that this guy has shown his identity to the police... "

Jiang Ming put down his goblet and frowned: "this guy's action is really fast... Is Wu Xuewen dead? Or is this girl saved by this boy? "

"It's said that Mo Wen's medical skill can be called a miracle doctor. Is Wu Xuewen really saved by him?" The bodyguard guessed suspiciously.

"It's impossible!" Although Jiang Ming is a dandy, his academic performance in school is also among the best. He still can't believe this impossible thing. He shakes his head and immediately shouts in doubt: "this is a thirty-nine story building. If you can jump down from such a high place, I'll call him grandfather if you can still save him..."

If Jiang Ming's words were heard by his grandfather, he would have to vomit blood.

"Mr. Jiang, that boy is not very strong and can use ghost medicine. Now he breaks into the building, you'd better find a chance to leave. If you show up, we'll join hands, and it's not necessarily his opponent..." those two old guys don't care if Wu Xuewen is saved by Mo Wen. They are very concerned about Jiang Ming's life and death. After all, the boss sent them to Fuzhou, In order to protect Jiang Ming's safety, at this moment, under such circumstances, they must take Jiang Ming's safety into consideration.

"I see. I'll trouble you with the following things." Jiang Ming nodded his head and learned to be a good teacher. How could he win again? Besides, he was afraid of death. He was not so bold. Facing Mo Wen, a dangerous man, Jiang Ming didn't want to be thrown down from the 39th floor by Mo Wen, just like Yu Jian.

"Then move to another room. When the boy comes up, I'll find a chance to leave." Jiang Ming asked the two old men for instructions.

"Well, now it's the only way..." the two old people looked at each other and nodded.

Several people immediately left the office and went to a room. One of the rooms on the thirty ninth floor was Jiang Mingping's resting place. Although Jiang Ming had a business mind, he was not an ordinary dandy, but he also had his own Xing. For example, Jiang Ming was greedy for enjoyment and knew how to spend money to buy fun. This private suite was extremely decorated, Incompatible with the commercial building, it is just a place where Jiang Ming enjoys leisure.

Today, however, it turned out to be the place where Jiang Ming dealt with Mo Wen. After a while, Jiang Ming asked a black faced man, "are your men ready?"

"All ready, as long as that boy steps into this floor, there is absolutely no life or death!" The black faced man swore.

"Hum..." Jiang Ming showed a violent sneer and continued: "OK! I've prepared such a show for him. Don't ask about the dog's glory before he died. Remember, don't tell the two old guys our plan just now. You just need to do your own thing. By the way, are your people reliable? Don't give me the basket at the critical moment? "

"Don't worry, young master. All my staff have no problems. They will never make trouble for you!" The black faced man nodded.

"When you are ready, go and bring the boy up."

"Yes The black faced man answered and retreated.

Seeing this, the bodyguard frowned and said in a low voice after the black faced man left: "young master, you can avoid first, and let them deal with the back. You know, this boy is hard to deal with. In case... In case they can't control it, you also have a chance to escape here."

"..." Jiang Ming was stunned. If it was normal, Jiang Ming would be furious when he heard someone saying that he was running away. However, today is different from the past. Jiang Mingqiang, with his anger in his heart, nodded and said, "OK, let them deal with this son of a bitch."

With that, Jiang Ming retreated to a room in the room.

A middle-aged man, who was silent for a while, looked at the bodyguard and said with a sneer, "it's just dealing with a kid. It takes so much effort?"

The bodyguard said in a deep voice: "the boy's strength is not simple. I don't think it's so easy to deal with him. Besides, last time in Jinhua, the master has suffered a loss. Besides, the young master has seen the boy's horror. It's better to be careful."

However, the bodyguards around Jiang Ming are not vegetarians. They are powerful and even have reached a very high level. This time, Jiang Ming refuses to listen to advice and insists on catching Wu Xuewen. These men around Jiang Ming are inexplicably uneasy, although they haven't confronted Wu Xuewen directly, But the young man gave him an extraordinary feeling.

The bodyguard in black didn't think too much. This kind of strict arrangement, unless the boy can go against the sky, it's impossible to escape from the sky.

Today, there are 70 or 80 security guards on duty in the whole may day building. All security guards have received orders to rush to the hall on the first floor.

The alarm of the whole building is still ringing. Don't bother to pay attention to the alarm. He grabbed a staff member's throat and asked, "where is Jiang Ming hiding now? Which room is on the thirty ninth floor? "

Feeling Mo Wen's strong intention to kill, the man trembled with fear, and his urine and urine were out of control. He said with trembling: "I don't know... I really don't know! Spare... Spare your life

Don't ask the expressionless face to throw that person to fly out.

"Pa!" The man hit his head on the glass of the front desk, his head was broken and bleeding, and he was unconscious. Just then, a big wave of security guards rushed into the hall, all holding electric batons, and approached Mo Wen B.