Chapter 1592: You Can't Escape

Mo Wen stood in front of this group of police cars that intercepted him, and clearly felt that the middle-aged man in front of him was not a simple character, if he was replaced by someone else, he might panic because of the encirclement of the police car in front of him, but a person like Mo Wen, who had experienced many lives and deaths, could not have any impact at all, on the contrary, it made Mo Wen's heart more calm.

There was no change in his expression, his mind was empty, and there were just thoughts about how to defeat these guys, Mo Wen stood in front of the middle-aged man with the ridicule in the field.

Everyone else at the scene quieted down, as if they were waiting for the wonderful game of the two masters, the middle-aged man in a police uniform stood in front of Mo Wen and walked slowly, with a cruel smile on his face, slowly walking around Mo Wen's side, his two eyes kept looking at Mo Wen, not paying attention to the excited expressions of his subordinates around him, his eyes kept staring at Mo Wen, and the corners of his mouth kept a bloodthirsty smile.

Even though they were five or six meters away, Mo Wen could clearly feel the murderous aura in the middle-aged man's eyes! The middle-aged man's gaze was like a mad lion staring at its prey, staring at Mo Wen deadly.

At this moment, the middle-aged man took a pose, ready to attack, and the subordinates around him suddenly burst into louder cheers, and many of them even waved their arms and shouted: "Blow that guy's head......!" What are you waiting for?"

It is very obvious that in such an environment, the darkest and violent side of those people's hearts in the past has been exposed, and they will not feel sorry for Mo Wen who is about to be beaten, but are eager to see the middle-aged man perform a thrilling life-and-death battle in front of them, which may also be the psychological reason why these people have confidence in the middle-aged man to defeat Mo Wen.

On the Third Ring Expressway, as if this road was blocked by someone, except for Mo Wen and the convoys that followed Mo Wen, no other vehicles could be seen passing through here, the middle-aged man stared at Mo Wen with a sneer and said: "Listening to your tone, it seems that Xiuwei has reached a very high level, I hope you don't let me down, otherwise, I will be like what they said...... Blow your head off and sprinkle your brains on the ground in Fuzhou...... Hey...... Mr. Mo, it's actually not that troublesome, as long as you come with us, you won't regret it......"

"Less nonsense, since you have such confidence, then do it, why bother talking?"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man's face changed, and he pointed to his subordinates who were shouting just now, as if he was extremely excited at this moment in everyone's shouting.

"Then don't blame me for doing it to Mr. Mo......"

"You're not going to have this chance...... You can only obediently take your people out of here!I can ignore what happened tonight......" Mo Wen heard the middle-aged man's words, and was not affected by his words, his expression still replied calmly, but his eyes were equally staring at the middle-aged man's sinister appearance.

Mo Wen had to admit that the middle-aged man was indeed an extremely dangerous person! Standing opposite him, Mo Wen could clearly feel the murderous aura of the middle-aged man's body that was piled up by blood! Although Mo Wen was also a 'killer' who had killed countless people, he was still a little bottomless in the face of such a middle-aged man who could not feel the fluctuation of his cultivation......

And Mo Wen didn't know anything about his enemies, not even who sent him, which couldn't help but make Mo Wen a little unsure of tonight's good luck.

Finally, the middle-aged man roared, his whole body muscles bulged, and the police uniform completely showed the strong muscles of the middle-aged man.

"What the hell...... Let's take it...... Don't talk nonsense......" The middle-aged man let out a low roar, clenched his fist, and smashed a straight fist towards Mo Wen, the fist wind was raging like a strong wind blowing sand, full of power, obviously, this middle-aged man used all his strength, intending to solve the battle in the shortest possible time, this is also his style! It is also the power of the murderous aura on his body.

Seeing this, Mo Wen analyzed the power fluctuations made by this middle-aged man, and the guy in front of him was not under him, Mo Wen frowned, and did not take the middle-aged man's trick hard, but chose to dodge at the first time.

Although Mo Wen's dodge action was fast enough, the middle-aged man's fist still grazed Mo Wen's body, and the strong fist wind blew a chill on Mo Wen's arm, from such a strong fist wind, Mo Wen felt the speed of the middle-aged man's punch and the power of the punch, which was already out of Mo Wen's imagination! It seems that the middle-aged man's cultivation is not cultivated in a day or two, this kind of strength and speed is not something that can be practiced overnight, it is a level of strength that can only be reached after thousands of tempers! So this also made Mo Wen mention 100% of his spirit to deal with the attack of a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man saw that his first punch did not hit Mo Wen, the middle-aged man did not have the slightest intention of stopping, and continued to swing out the iron fist, still so violent, direct, fast, and vicious......

That strong force is enough to make anyone frightened! Even Sima Yaqin, who was standing by and watching, was worried about Mo Wen, cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, Sima Yaqin's worried heart suddenly rose to his throat, his whole body trembled, and his nervous hands were unconsciously clenched together.

Mo Wen stepped a little, his body flashed instantaneously again, and he dodged the middle-aged man's second punch very easily, and his body flashed to the side, wanting to go around to the left side of the middle-aged man to attack, Mo Wen made an attack, however, it was also this attack, Mo Wen's snake scale dagger, stabbed the middle-aged man's lower abdomen, but it was like stabbing a steel plate as hard as iron. ^

Under this attack, Mo Wen clearly felt that the middle-aged man in front of him had a thing, that is, copper skin and iron bones, if you attack from the front, your fist will be like hitting the wall, and it will not hurt at all, Mo Wen also understands in his heart that with the strength of the middle-aged man, if he is to a dead end, there is no room for dodging, then Mo Wen will die, the middle-aged man's punch strength is not something that anyone can bear, and the middle-aged man's punch is extremely fast, he can punch three times in a second, which makes Mo Wen have to be careful to avoid everywhere, for fear that he will inadvertently fall into his trap。

However, the middle-aged man was even more cunning than Mo Wen imagined, he seemed to have guessed that Mo Wen was going to do that, and his left hand immediately made up an uppercut! Hit Mo Wen's lower abdomen, this uppercut was fast and sudden, like a hammer smashed towards Mo Wen! To Mo Wen's surprise, this fight was also the only time that Mo Wen felt the breath of death approaching for so many years.

Seeing the middle-aged man's fierce hook, Mo Wen was suddenly shocked, and hurriedly dodged sideways, trying to dodge the middle-aged man's attack in this way, "Whew!", the middle-aged man's fist blew a fist wind in the air, his fist grazed Mo Wen's abdomen, and the strong fist wind lifted Mo Wen's shirt at the moment, Mo Wen felt a gust of wind blowing on his abdomen, and a trace of coolness suddenly appeared.

"This guy is pretty good! I can't tell that he really has two hits! It seems that the legend is not fake......

"Legend? Huh...... That's nonsense, how can it be so powerful, how can a young man in his twenties reach such a high level of cultivation? I don't believe it...... You just wait and see, Mo Wen will definitely not be able to escape today......"

"You know what, this guy is on the defensive, and he hasn't attacked yet! I don't think our team leader is necessarily his opponent......"

"Hurry up! Team Leader...... What about the energy you usually kill? Take it out, we have a limited amount of time...... Tickling isn't like you...... If we delay the matter, I'm afraid that none of us can afford to take this responsibility......"

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"......" The middle-aged man heard the voice of his subordinates, and suddenly became a little anxious, if it weren't for the fact that he was fighting against Mo Wen at this time, with the character of a middle-aged man, he would inevitably rush up and tear that person to pieces.

Those subordinates at the scene were extremely excited when they saw Mo Wen being lifted by the middle-aged man's fist, it seemed that for them, the next moment would be a bloody scene, and they had an excited mood about the bloody scene they were looking forward to.

"Brother mosquito, be careful! you can't have anything to do......" Sima Yaqin, who was originally sitting in the car, had already gotten out of the car, at this time her eyes were staring at the scene in front of her, she regretted a little that she didn't call to ask for support, but there was no regret medicine to buy in this world, so she could only endure the worry and nervousness in her heart, and silently cheered for Mo Wen in her heart.

And the people in the sports car team, like Sima Yaqin, got out of the car, and everyone's heart rose to their throats.

It's just that some people are worried about Mo Wen, and some people want Mo Wen to be captured by the middle-aged police......

"Miss Sima...... Don't worry......" Yu Shan ran to Sima Yaqin's side, she also felt Sima Yaqin's nervous expression, and immediately stretched out her hand to hug Sima Yaqin's slightly trembling delicate body, and whispered: "You have to believe him, he will win......"

"It's not a joke, it's not a question of believing him or not, if you can't think of a way at this time, once Brother Mosquito is injured, the consequences will be unimaginable...... It's going to be dead. Sima Yaqin hurriedly corrected Yu Shan's words, and said with a pout: "I knew that I would have asked Brother Xu to bring someone over...... Hum...... How can you let Brother Mosquito go up and fight such a madman......?

"Miss Sima, I have already informed the people of the Yu family, and now ...... We should believe him, besides, he is a character who scares many people in Huaxia! Don't worry too much......" Yu Shan didn't wait for Sima Yaqin to finish speaking, and then interrupted directly, although he said that, Yu Shan's heart was the same as Sima Yaqin, worried about Mo Wen, who was dealing with a middle-aged man.