Chapter 1758

The May Day building is an industry owned by the Chiang family. Although it is still preserved in this attack, as the saying goes, a thin camel is bigger than a horse. The Chiang family's subordinates must have certain strength. The security quality of the May Day building is still very high, and almost all of them are strong.

Mo Wen makes a lot of noise and kills people here. These security guards know Mo Wen's identity and the horror of Mo Wen, so they have to rush up.

"Get him!" A more courageous security guard, perhaps want to take the lead to get credit, raise the hand of the electric stick, ruthlessly towards Mo Wen's forehead.

"Dong!" Don't ask to hide all didn't hide, see the electric stick impartial fall on his forehead.

The security guard was so happy that he thought he was going to make a contribution. If he smashed the stick, he would be injured.

Seeing that Mo Wen's face was as usual, as if the electric stick on his forehead was made of paper, the security guard was immediately dumbfounded. Mo Wen stepped forward and punched the security guard's chest. The speed was too fast. The security guard saw that Mo Wen's fist hit his chest, his pupils dilated, and he showed a panic expression.

"Dong!" Mo Wen's fist was like a shell. The whole security guard suddenly flew out, spewing a big mouthful of blood, exaggerating to fly six or seven meters. He suddenly fell to the ground and died, his mouth, nose and ears gushed blood, his chest collapsed into a deep fist seal, and the ground was instantly dyed red by blood, and he was out of breath after a few convulsions.

Mo Wen doesn't want to kill people. He didn't hide this stick. First, the strength of these people can't cause any harm to him. Second, Mo Wen wants to use this method to tell other people that if they don't want to die, they should go away and don't die again. If they continue to die, then he won't make other people feel better.

All the security guards around Mo Wen are numb and can kill people with one blow. It's conceivable that the strength of Mo Wen's one blow is a little too terrible. It's said that Mo Wen is so amazing. At first, they thought it was other people's nonsense. However, when they saw the young man in front of them today, they were afraid.

Mo Wen turned to look around the security, a calm face asked: "I say again, don't kill yourself."

The security guards swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stared in horror, but no one responded. This is a threat, a warning and a responsibility for their lives.

Mo Wen's face suddenly became ferocious and roared: "get out of here!"

The security guards, still speechless, stood still. At this moment, as long as one person takes the lead to run away, the other security guards will surely follow.

However, without the first person to take the lead, others dare not move.

"No way, then... All of you... Will die!" Mo Wen's eyes twinkled with fierce light and strode forward. One of the men in a fight fell to the ground, and a large pool of blood gushed out on the floor. There were more and more security guards in the hall, with a total of 50 or 60. Although most of them felt terrible about Mo Wen, their confidence was increased by their superiority in number.

Unfortunately, it was a wrong decision. In the face of ordinary people, Mo Wen didn't have any pressure. In the face of the attack of electric stick and other equipment, he didn't have to dodge at all, just like the God of death coming from hell. Mo Wen mercilessly reaped his life. Every time he waved a fist, one person would fall to the ground and die. In less than a minute, 30 security guards had fallen in the pool of blood.

The remaining dozens of security guards were finally scared, shaking all over, and the instruments in their hands were unstable. This guy was not human at all! It's the devil! To be exact, it's like a killer in hell.

Suddenly, a security guard could not help but face such a terrible murderer. He lost his weapon and ran away. The other security guards looked frightened. The equipment in his hand fell to the ground and rushed out of the gate.

Unfortunately, for fear of escape, the door was locked by electronic lock, and no one could get out.

Mo Wen, like a bloodthirsty devil, continued to reap his life. Two minutes later, the hall was full of blood. All the security guards fell to the ground and died. At this time, the two old men walked out of the elevator and walked into the center of the hall with a trace of caution.

"Don't you ask?" The two old men were sent by the mysterious boss to protect Jiang Ming, because to ensure that Jiang Ming would not die, they had to go downstairs to fight with Mo Wen face to face, so that Jiang Ming would have a chance to escape here. These two old men are small roles and can be regarded as experts, but now, together, they may not be mo Wen's opponents.

When they saw the bloody scene in the hall, the two old guys were shocked. They thought that Mo Wen was a young boy and would not be so cruel as the legend said. But no one thought that killing people was as miserable as killing chickens and sheep. Seeing that Mo Wen had killed so many people as if nothing had happened, the two old guys suddenly had some palpitations, Although they are also wrestlers from blood, people who have experienced countless lives and deaths, and people who have seen the world, they dare not underestimate them in their heart.

Hearing the sudden voice, Mo Wen's eyes turned to the two old guys, and his sharp eyes seemed to want to know their purpose.

Two people can't help shivering, only feel Mo Wen's eyes as a sharp needle in the general, into people's hearts, involuntarily let people have a sense of terror.

"Don't kill people, go upstairs with me... Do you have anything to say..." these two guys have a subtle and indisputable spirit in their eyes. Don't ask Wen Yan, and walk towards these two old guys with a light look.

The two old men's forehead exuded cold sweat, and finally felt the horror of the young man. If they could have this kind of pressure, this man was absolutely a master! No wonder Jiang Ming is so afraid of this guy, and he is so strict. This guy can't be underestimated! There was a trace of ferocity in the eyes of the two old men.

Mo Wen didn't say a word. He followed two old guys into the elevator entrance on one side of the hall. He followed two old guys up the elevator. They tried not to cross eye with Mo Wen. They were afraid that the boy might see something unusual. When they got to the 39th floor, they got out of the elevator. The two old guys led Mo Wen to a stairway. The high-grade solid wood floor and stair handrails were all made of high-grade ebony, Polished and polished, from here on, the decoration style suddenly becomes luxurious.

In front of a room.

When the door opened, Mo Wen and two old men went in. The room was decorated very luxuriantly. The cabinets, walls, lamps and furniture were full of the brilliance of local tyrants. Mo Wen remembered that when he went to Italy, he had seen some of the glorious buildings of local tyrants. However, compared with the room in front of him, it seemed that what Mo Wen saw was weak and explosive.

After waiting in this room, Mo Wen carefully looked at the two old guys in front of him. One of them was about seventy years old, wearing a black suit and a very expensive watch. His body released a very strong breath. The other was about sixty years old, also wearing a valuable black suit. He was tall and burly, The momentum is amazing. Standing in front of Mo Wen, it seems that there is no panic. In fact, their hearts have begun to retreat.

In front of the two old men, there was a bodyguard in his thirties. This guy had a scar on his neck and arm, and his muscles were intertwined. He looked at him with contempt.

Mo Wen had not been in the room for a minute, but the door of the room was immediately closed. From the door, more than a dozen strong men in black came in. All of them immediately stood in the other directions behind Mo Wen.

Mo Wen ignored everything in front of him, as if he was very interested in the decoration of the room. He strode in, looked around quickly, and asked faintly, "where's Jiang Ming? Don't think you can get away from me by hiding. You people... Are not enough for me. Let him come out to see me... We should settle this blood debt... "

The bodyguard in charge is Jiang Yiyuan. Without moving his face, Jiang Yiyuan goes forward and opens a large screen installed on the left side of Mo Wen. On this screen, the image of Jiang Ming is immediately displayed

"Don't ask, I'll tell you! Today, I captured your woman, and we're going to do something to motivate her. The girl jumped off the building and died by herself... Blame you... You killed her. Ha ha... Originally, I wanted to leave you a good play to enjoy. It's a pity that the play ended before it started... "In the screen, It was Jiang Ming's violent smile and words that stimulated every nerve of Mo Wen.

Mo asked, staring at Jiang Ming on the screen, coldly said: "because of these... Your Jiang family... Finished..."

"Hum, don't ask. Don't think that you can act recklessly if you have the support of Yu Haibin. If you take things from our Jiang family, you will vomit them out. This is just the beginning... If you want revenge, come on, I'm in this building. You have the guts to kill me! Ha ha ha, I'm afraid you don't have this ability! If you dare to come here today, it's your boy's death! I, Jiang Ming... Including those who died in your hands... Have to settle accounts with you... "Jiang Ming cried contemptuously.

In this room, Mo Wen felt that many things were specially made. Ordinary people would not feel the existence of Jiang Ming in this special room. However, after Mo Wen activated the blood of the five imperial dragons, it seemed that this feeling became more sensitive. Soon, Mo Wen found Jiang Ming's breath in the right rear of the room. The breath under the excited words was very obvious, Mo Wen immediately approached in this direction. He felt that Jiang Ming should be hiding there.

However, this room is also tricky. Don't ask. Through the breath, you can find that there are many killers in the other two bedrooms. The murderous atmosphere is very obvious. Not only in the room, but also outside the door. It's estimated that it's also the killer arranged by Jiang Ming. It's just a trap for the other party to lead himself into this room

If Wu Xuewen is still in Jiang Ming's hands, don't worry about it. Now, Wu Xuewen is in the hospital, and Jiang Ming has lost his most advantageous trump card. In front of the murderous Mo Wen, Jiang Ming is so aggressive. This is the rhythm of his own death