An obscene voice came from behind the light beam, Mo Shang stretched out his hand to cover Luo Qifeng's eyes, looking at the person coming with a terrifyingly cold gaze.
The person who came was so frightened that he trembled unconsciously, and then became a little angry from embarrassment, "Master Mo, you don't have to look at me like this, Liang Qi has already reported to me about the matter between you and Luo Qifeng, how dare you Don't be afraid of what others will say!"
"Who else knows about this except you?" Luo Qifeng gradually adapted to the light, pulled Mo Shang's big palm down, and looked at his cousin with a sneer.
"Why, is it possible that you still want to kill people to silence your words?" Luo Yuyi glanced at the two of them contemptuously, "No matter how powerful Master Mo is, he is still an ordinary man, can he fight with my gun?"
As soon as his words fell, the sound of the gun being loaded in unison sounded, with a powerful momentum.
However, Luo Qifeng was very calm, feeling that the luck of Luo Yuyi in front of him was really bad.
If there was no Kunlun fetus like Mo Shang, my golden finger would have been used to deal with the male corpse the moment the coffin was opened, and if he came to ambush me at this time, with so many guns, I would really have to let him slaughter me .
But even if he doesn't have a golden finger now, Mo Shang must be able to protect himself well, right? !
Luo Qifeng turned his head and glanced, the man next to him still looked calm and calm.
"So, are you determined to kill me?" Luo Qifeng hummed with a half-smile.
In fact, this Luo Yuyi was deliberately cultivated by several uncles and uncles, and used as a competitor to replace him as the patriarch in the future. The original owner didn't know how many times stronger, but it's a pity that he was so unlucky.
But people live in this world, luck is the most important thing.
"What do you think?" Before the smug smile on Luo Yuyi's face could be put away, there was a sharp pain in his wrist, and the gun fell in response.
Seeing this, the people behind him pressed the trigger one after another. The moment the bullet was fired, Mo Shang had already jumped onto a big tree beside him with Luo Qifeng in his arms. It was so fast that people felt that they had suddenly disappeared in front of their eyes.
"Where is the person! Find me quickly!" Luo Yuyi knelt on the ground in pain, and cursed through gritted teeth.
"Good! Wait for me here!" Mo Shang rubbed Luo Qifeng's head, reached out and pulled out the belt around his waist, and with a strong flick, it turned into a soft sword.
He jumped down, moving gracefully like a dragon swimming among the dozens of people, but within a few minutes of flint and lightning, those people didn't even have time to react to what happened, and the sharp blade was gone. Deeply cut the arteries in their necks.
Blood sprayed out, forming a blood mist around them.
Luo Yiyu looked at the man standing in front of him with a sword in disbelief, and fell to the ground with his arms folded in horror, trying to move back.
"You're not human! What the hell are you?"
"You don't deserve to know!" The long sword in Mo Shang's hand pointed straight at Luo Yiyu, after waiting, he didn't hear the little guy's voice to stop him, and he directly pierced the heart of the man on the ground with his sword.
Jumping down from the tree, Luo Qifeng walked up to Luo Yiyu's body, sighed softly and shook his head.
He is still too jealous of his identity, otherwise he would not lead the team to kill himself so irrationally.