In Zheng's villa.

Mo Yongheng looks at the guards standing in front of him, reaching out to untie the buttons of his dress.

"Eternal young master, Zheng Zong said that the eldest lady was spoiled and habitual since she was young. She was not very good tempered and easily offended people, so her husband must be able to be civil and martial arts. Only after marriage can she be protected. There are 100 bodyguards here. As long as you can put them all down before the auspicious time, you can pass the customs."

The steward of Zheng's family took the table book and stood in front of Mo Yongheng to read word by word.

Ink eternal eyelids jump.

One hundred people, time limited.

He raised his wrist and glanced at the watch.

In less than an hour, unless these bodyguards give him water, it is almost impossible.

He suddenly felt that he was too polite to Yu Yuehan and Qi Yan.

Just drinking and shooting.

How leisurely?

It's really time for them to see what kind of collapse experience it is to have a father-in-law controlled by a daughter.

Mo Yongheng turns around and looks around in the yard. Zheng Mohong is not there.

Looking up, I found him on the balcony on the second floor.

There is also a small tea table in front of me. It's just made tea.

It seems that he is preparing to drink tea while observing his performance.

Mo Yongheng: "..."

Zheng Yan didn't know where to get the news. She ran out of the room in her wedding dress and looked down at the balustrade with her hands.

Zheng Mohong cried out to her in a hurry and asked the people around him to take her back.

Zheng Yan pushes away the man, making his hands into a trumpet, and yells at the ink eternity downstairs.

"Come on husband, I'll wait for you to marry me!"

“……”

What else can Mo Yongheng say? Roll up your sleeves and do it!

A hundred well-trained bodyguards.

He laid down one row and another.

He laid down one row and the next.

Zheng Mohong knew that he was good at martial arts, but no matter how good he was, he could not stand the wheel fight.

At the end of the fight, it's not physical strength, it's physical strength.

Those 100 bodyguards can drag ink eternity to death even if their skills are not as good as ink eternity.

Looking at the auspicious time is coming. Mo Yongheng glances at the person in front of him and counts for a few seconds.

Thirty seven.

There are 37 bodyguards standing in front of him.

His clothes were wet with sweat. His short black hair and meticulous face were full of sweat. They were dripping down his cold face.

It costs money to marry a daughter-in-law. He may be deadly.

The current situation is fatal. I don't think he can put everyone down within the time limit set by Zheng Mohong.

Unless

Mo Yongheng's black eyes flickered. Zheng Yan stood on the balcony and shouted for him.

No image or bottom line.

Before fighting with each bodyguard, he lowered his voice and threatened.

"If you don't pretend to fall in a minute, you'll offend me!"

Bodyguard: "...!"!!

So, the bodyguard who stopped in front of him, like the plague, was thrown down one by one with Mo Yongheng's less than two moves!

He is only ten short of the last one, so he can pass the customs!

On the second floor, Zheng Mohong, who was drinking tea, was stunned. When he realized that he might cheat, Mo Yongheng had put down the last bodyguard and rushed into the living room of Zheng's villa before the auspicious time!

"Son of a bitch, what did he do to my bodyguard?" Zheng Mohong stands up from the chair.

Hurriedly downstairs, only time to see Mo eternal respectfully bow to him.

"Dad, let's go!"