Chapter 72

Song Xiaohan stares at the monitor screen with frigid eyes. Ten minutes ago, they entered the same room.

Mu's arm around Cao Lin's waist, Cao Lin lying on his chest, two people close into the room.

See this scene, the man's mood is very angry, very angry, a nameless fire in the crazy burning, can't say what feeling, that feeling hazy in a bit like to catch his back in the outside steal man's woman, can't say, is he has never had such a mood.

Cao Lin must have been bewitched by the guy named mu. Just like Shangjia, he was a vicious devil. This time, he would never succeed.

Mu Mo Tang has a large number of bodyguards beside him. He has only one person. I'm afraid it can't be forced to break through. Song Xiaohan picks up the phone and angrily sends the message Nan Yan saw the next morning: "I'll fuck his uncle, brothers, take the guys, we'll copy the dog's nest with Mu!"

The brothers who see the information are still in the mood to continue playing. They roll up their sleeves and put on the guys one after another to prepare for a big fight. After they have grown up, they haven't been on the stage in person for many years. Today, they are fighting for the sake of brothers!

Awei did not know where to get a lot of weapons controlled by the state, including several imported revolvers. This is no more than a city, not their base camp. This time he came in a hurry, so he didn't bring many people. Moreover, he was not familiar with the place of life. Since he went to fight, he was still outnumbered, so it must be right to bring more guys to defend himself.

But Cao Lin is in danger at any time when she falls into the hands of the beast. This is what song Xiaohan is most anxious about. After waiting for a few minutes, he decides to take the VIP elevator to the luxury presidential suite on the top floor.

Every extra minute, women are more dangerous.

He can afford to wait, but Cao Lin can't.

The luxury presidential suite on the top floor, through the view glass of the invincible big window, can perfectly overlook the night view of the whole city at 360 degrees. In the room, the man stands on the side of the bed, hands copy bags, squint at the woman who snores slightly on the big bed, and his face is very disgusted.

Hum, I haven't seen you for several years. Song Xiaohan's taste is really getting worse and worse. This kind of woman has also started.

He turned to the desk, sat down, turned on the computer, and the ten fingers on the keyboard began to tap quickly. A few seconds later, he entered the virus that was implanted in Song Xiaohan's mobile phone. He restarted and tracked the location again. Soon, the new location of the mobile phone was released on the map displayed on his computer.

Atlantic International Hotel on the second section of Renmin Road.

It's the hotel where they are now, and he has come after them!

With a sneer on his lips, the man got up and went back to the bed. He opened the velvet quilt on the woman and began to take off her thin and pitiful dress.

Cao Lin, who is sleeping soundly, knows nothing and is still sleeping soundly.

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong, Ding Dong --" a impatient doorbell rang.

The man came out of the bathroom. He had just finished bathing. He was wearing a white bathrobe with a slightly open neckline, revealing his strong and sexy chest. His short hair was dripping wet.

Hearing the doorbell, the man walked slowly towards the door.

After ringing the doorbell for a long time, song Xiaohan lost his patience and beat the door with his fist. Unexpectedly, the door opened in this instant, and the fist smashed down didn't have time to brake, and hit the man's collar slightly open chest.

Song Xiaohan's fist was not light. Mu Qitang snorted and his eyes narrowed slightly. "Mr. Song, it's not good to knock on Mu's door so late."

He didn't feel guilty when he hit someone. He just wanted his fist to be harder. It's best to kill him with one fist,

"I'm looking for someone. Get out of the way." You're going to rush in.

Mu not Tang will not let him in easily, block at the door, do not let him in, "this is my room, I think I have the right to decide whether you enter or not."

Song Xiaohan's eyes stare at him coldly, but mu does not let him. The atmosphere between them is tense.

I haven't seen you for so many years. I've met you directly. It seems that there will be a tough fight tonight.

Song Xiaohan only felt that his bathrobe was dazzling. How could he see it? He said coldly, "where's my friend?"

"Friends? Who are you talking about? " The man asked knowingly.

The fists on both sides of his legs clenched tightly, and the back teeth clenched tightly. At the moment when he immediately put the idea into action, he stopped his man's sudden ending sound and said, "Oh, I see. Are you talking about Miss Cao? Is she your friend? What a surprise. "

"What have you done to her?" He admitted it. Before he came, he was ready. If this guy hid Cao Lin, he would confront him with surveillance.

"Ha ha, Mr. Song loves to talk and laugh. For a beauty like Miss Cao, I don't have time to hurt her. How can I be willing to hurt her?" As he said this, he licked his lower lip with his tongue, as if in aftertaste.

Song Xiaohan has been pressed in the heart of the fire burst out in an instant, such as the eruption of a volcano, a hair out of control, "Mu not Tang, you shameless!" Roaring, a left hook hit him in the face.

Hearing the news, Arsene drove out from the next room with his men, "young master, what's the matter?" With a gesture, the group of brothers he brought surrounded the people.

Song Xiaohan did not show any weakness. He cried out: "muotang, you coward, what's the matter with hiding behind a group of bodyguards? You have the guts to fight with me alone!"

Mu Mo Tang pushes aside a Sen, who is standing in front of him, and comes out face to face with song Xiaohan. His pure white bathrobe stands out among the bodyguards who are surrounded by black suits.

"Song Xiaohan, don't say that I didn't give you a chance. Today, as long as you take 30 moves in my hand, I'll let you take Cao Lin with you."

With that, he took a stabbing sword from one of his subordinates. With a strong swing, the short sword immediately turned into a long stabbing sword. Standing with his legs as wide as his shoulders, he had a posture of one man in charge and ten thousand men in control.

When the staff of the monitoring room found something wrong on the top floor, they immediately reported it to the supervisor. The supervisor took people to the corridor where they were. There had been a black bodyguard blocking both sides of the corridor. It was difficult for the supervisor and the security guards to get close.

"Muyuan hall is in charge of business. I don't want to go far."

The new company wants to develop in city B, first of all, it has to go to muyuan hall to worship the wharf. This hotel can have a foothold in city B, and muyuan hall nodded and agreed to open it. When the supervisor was threatened by the black bodyguard, he didn't even dare to call the police. His forehead was covered with sweat, and he kept praying in his heart, don't kill anyone, don't kill anyone!

These ancestors, can not fight here, out of the hotel as you fight to death ah!

Obviously, his prayer was not heard by God. Song Xiaohan was called to fight. There is no reason why he should not fight. It is better to fight with Mu Hetang alone than with his large group of bodyguards and him.

"Well, I hope you keep your word!" He took out the Swiss Army knife hidden in his sleeve and rushed directly at Mu Mo Tang.

Between a few jumps, they have already passed five or six moves quickly. These moves alone are enough to show that they are both top experts.

Mu Mo Tang looks gentle and elegant, but he is fierce and terrifying. He is the only male in the family. He has been trained as the successor of muyuan hall since he was a child, including Jeet kune do, karate, jujitsu, Sanda, swordsmanship and so on.

After the age of 16, Yimu's skills rarely met rivals. In order to train himself, he worked as a mercenary for a year in anonymity abroad. He only took on the most dangerous tasks. Every time he was careless, he would never return. Even his grandfather didn't know about that experience. When he came back, he found that his grandson's Kung Fu had greatly improved, Mu did not mention it lightly.

Young master Mu wants to do it by himself. All the black bodyguards are as excited as chicken blood. Young master's Kung Fu is superb, but few of them do it by themselves. A few years ago, when young master just took over muyuan hall, there were some old timers who didn't agree with him. Young master had a fight by himself. Five years later, the rest of the fight is still there. It can be seen how unforgettable the scene was.

Today, thanks to this guy, let them have a chance to see it.

It's not hard to understand Mu Mo Tang's skill, but it's quite surprising that the big brother of Song family, the current president of Dongfang Group, who fought with him, was not bad at military force.

Few people can do ten moves in the young master's hand. This guy who comes out of nowhere can even draw with his young master. After several rounds, there is still no weakness. It's really amazing.

If Cao Lin is not drunk and sees how good song Xiaohan is, I don't know if he will look at him with new eyes. As the saying goes, one minute on stage and ten years off stage, one move in just a few minutes, fierce leg wind, sharp flash, and a fist as heavy as a kilo and as fast as lightning, one move in one form, without thousands of days of hard training, it is impossible to have.

How could the tender young prince of the Song Dynasty have suffered?

Song Xiaohan was the only son of the Song family before he founded the entertainment King Oriental Group. In order to train his grandson, the old master of the Song family did not want him to be abandoned. He learned from the rich second generation who only knew how to eat, drink, whore and gamble. After thinking twice, he finally decided to send his grandson to the special barracks where his eldest son-in-law was the leader.

It was song Xiaohan, a young and vigorous man, who suffered a lot. He escaped ten times in the first month and was captured by his uncle and Colonel. The young master of song called him a collapse, but he never collapsed again. The old master of the Song family gave a death order. He was not allowed to leave the military camp within three years unless his life was in danger.