Mo Mingtang's fist had already hit Tang Hao in front of him in a blink of an eye, but the figure in front of him flashed, and Mo Mingtang's punch actually pierced Tang Hao's body, as if smashed into tofu, and his entire arm had already smashed into the wall.

A hint of surprise flashed in Mo Mingtang's eyes, this guy Old Tang won't die so soon, the moment Mo Mingtang turned his head, a fist changed from small to big, and came to his eyes in a blink of an eye.

Mo Mingtang reacted extremely quickly, and with a short body, he kicked it suddenly.

This kick is like kicking on steel, even if it is steel, Mo Mingtang has the confidence to kick him in, but to Mo Mingtang's surprise, this kick feels hard, but in fact, it is soft and not strong at all, as if it has kicked on a ball of cotton.

This feeling of having nowhere to focus made Mo Mingtang a little depressed and almost didn't vomit blood.

Tang Hao's stomach slammed forward, and Mo Mingtang's body slammed into the wall, and almost at the same time, Mo Mingtang had already drawn his fist and smashed it towards Tang Hao with a sharp roar. Tang Hao stood there laughing and let Mo Mingtang penetrate his body, and then Mo Mingtang felt that the back of his head was beaten.

Tang Hao didn't know when he ran behind him.

Seeing that Mo Mingtang still wanted to attack, Tang Hao stopped in front of him with both hands.

"Stop, old Mo, don't fight."

"Why don't you fight, what kind of kung fu did you kid use just now, I obviously hit you, why did you kid run behind me." Mo Mingtang's face was full of doubts.

"A very esoteric kung fu, hypnotism."

"Hypnosis?" Mo Mingtang lowered his head and thought for a while, as if he was thinking about where this kind of kung fu was, and then reacted, looked at Tang Hao who was standing there with a smile on his face, pointed at him and said, "Okay, old Tang, are you teasing me?" ”

"You're going to ask."

"What are you doing with some crooked kung fu?" Mo Mingtang glanced at Tang Hao with some dissatisfaction.

"Lao Mo, the current martial arts are no longer the simple martial arts they used to be, in order to win, you can do whatever it takes, can you guarantee that in the World Fighting Championship, those guys don't play yin? Who do you think will have a knight duel with you, you punch me and I punch each other, don't wake up. ”

"Okay, don't tell me this, I don't like to hear it." Mo Mingtang interrupted Tang Hao's words with an uncomfortable expression, returned to his wooden bed, tossed and turned on the bed for a while, and then went directly to the corner to practice his one-finger meditation.

Tang Hao looked at Mo Mingtang, who closed his eyes as if he was asleep, and couldn't help but shake his head, he hadn't used all his strength just now, with his strength in the middle level of the Transformation Realm, it would not be easy to defeat Mo Mingtang at this time, and it would definitely not be difficult, but with his strength, he didn't dare to say that he could win the championship in the World Fighting Championship.

There is a lot of money to support cultivation, this kind of thing, no one will miss it, when the time comes, if you send a white-robed Taoist priest to participate in the competition, it will be enough for Tang Hao to eat a pot. Not to mention the silver-robed Taoist priests, and even the gold-robed Taoist priests participated.

But these things obviously can't be told to Mo Mingtang, he can be called a peak master in foreign boxing, but without the support of spiritual power, after all, a powerful master is also flesh and blood, and he will be tired, when the spiritual power master is a master, just grinding can grind you to death, how can you fight?

Tang Hao was thinking about whether to talk to Mo Mingtang about spiritual power, and when the time came, he could also be a little devil, or a Han stick, and an old American.

It's just that judging from Mo Mingtang's reaction just now, what he prefers is a dignified and upright duel, and he is very repulsive to those crooked and evil ways, and his spiritual power is estimated to be on the same level as crooked and evil ways in Mo Mingtang's eyes.

"Forget it, it's still that long, let's talk about it then." Not long after Tang Hao lay down, the iron door outside opened.

"It's time to eat." Mo Mingtang, who originally seemed to be asleep, stood up with an arrow step, came to the iron gate, and was stunned when he saw the dinner in front of him.

"A steamed bun, a bowl of water, damn it, do you really treat us as prisoners? Feed. Mo Mingtang slapped the iron door hard.

Tang Hao took a steamed bun and a bowl of water, and ate it with relish.

"Old Tang, can you eat all the steamed buns that are harder than stones?" When Mo Mingtang saw Tang Hao, it didn't look like he was eating a steamed bun, but like he was gnawing on a fragrant chicken leg.

"Hurry up and eat, Lao Mo, maybe we won't be able to eat it later."

"Fart, that's it, who can grab it?" Mo Mingtang pointed to the bowl of water on the ground and the steamed bun with his hand.

As soon as Mo Mingtang's words fell, the iron door outside opened, and Ma Xun's figure appeared outside the iron gate.

"Have you finished eating, have you finished eating, hurry up." With that, Ma Xun turned around and walked out.

Mo Mingtang glanced at Tang Hao, and the two followed.

Follow Ma Xun to the middle of the hinterland, which is about a thousand square meters empty, and there are already rows of prisoners standing here. Look like there are at least thousands.

"There are still a lot of people." Mo Mingtang glanced around, but unfortunately there was not a single familiar face.

"Old Tang, shouldn't the guys in the Central South Military Region be so arrogant and treat us as prisoners."

"What do you say?" Tang Hao glanced at Mo Mingtang.

"No talking, quiet." A soldier walked over and scolded him with a fierce face.

"I like to say, just say, mind your ball, little soldier. Child. "Mo Mingtang is worried that he won't have a chance to make trouble, and when he sees someone sending it up, he will naturally not be polite.

The soldier didn't expect Mo Mingtang to be so arrogant, he didn't leave any room to speak, and immediately reached out and grabbed Mo Mingtang.

"Come out." The soldier's loud roar immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Why, little soldier. Child. Mo Mingtang was afraid that others would not pay attention, but when he saw everyone's eyes coming over, he became even more excited, Mo Mingtang's voice was already loud, and it was even more deafening when he roared so loudly. The soldier's outstretched hand was naturally opened by Mo Mingtang, and he himself was pushed back by Mo Mingtang and retreated four or five steps, this was because Mo Mingtang deliberately left his hand, otherwise at this moment, the soldier would at least have to go to the hospital.

The soldier beside him was pushed by Mo Mingtang, and he became angry, and immediately took out a gun and aimed it at Mo Mingtang.

"Open, little soldier. Son, if you don't have the ability to open it, you're not a fucking man. Mo Mingtang's stimulating words made the little soldier's face flush.

Tang Hao, who was standing on the side, saw this soldier, his right index finger had already pulled the trigger, a glint flashed in his eyes, and a silver needle had hit the back of his hand almost at the same time as the other party pulled the trigger.

The soldier's wrist hurt, the muzzle of the gun was lowered, and the bullet hit the ground directly in front of Mo Mingtang.

"Little soldier eggs. Son, you are really awesome, do you know who Lao Tzu is? Mo Mingtang's face was hideous, he was escorted here by the Central South Military Region, it was originally this military region that overstepped its authority to enforce the law, and now the soldiers below still dare to shoot people, even if they are justified, they have to be three points shorter, not to mention that they are not reasonable at all now.

Tang Hao on the side already knew what he wanted to do when Mo Mingtang started to roar loudly, even if he didn't make a move, he would force the soldier to shoot, just waiting for the other party to shoot to subdue him, the danger factor was too great, Tang Hao didn't dare to let him take this risk.

Dozens of soldiers rushed in all directions.

"Squat." The soldiers pointed their guns at them.

"Lao Tzu is the battalion commander of the Southwest Military Region, not your prisoner, let your superiors come and talk to us." Mo Mingtang's face was grinning.

"Hurry up and squat, don't squat, don't blame us for shooting." With the words, these dozens of soldiers directly opened the safety of the gun.

Mo Mingtang's eyes suddenly narrowed, he was indeed very confident in his strength, but he was not a reckless man, if these soldiers really impulsively shot together, unless he could fly, just let him squat down, it would be absolutely impossible, even if he died, he couldn't afford to lose that person.

"What for?" With a majestic word, Nie Wenjun walked over with a majestic face.

Ma Xun, who was standing beside him, flashed a trace of viciousness in his eyes, and glanced at Tang Hao and them.

Nie Wenjun glanced at Tang Hao and Mo Mingtang: "Why are you again, when you come here, you don't accept education obediently and honestly, and dare to take the lead in making trouble?" There are many people who are more powerful than you in the thorns that Lao Tzu has rectified, Ma Xun. ”

"Here." Ma Xun next to him responded to the call.

"Teach them the rules here."

"Yes." Ma Xun replied loudly, turned his head, took out the pistol from his arms, opened the safety of the gun and aimed it at Tang Hao, the needle that Tang Hao pricked him before, he still remembers it vividly.

"This is the place where you fleas are specially imprisoned, I don't care how high your previous position is, how big your military rank is, how awesome you are in the unit, if it is a dragon lying on my stomach, or a tiger I have to lie down, no matter who takes the lead in making trouble, we can shoot it directly on the spot, there will be no warning, if any of you are not satisfied, you can try, especially the two of you." Ma Xun pointed at Mo Mingtang and them.

"This is a special prison of the Central South Military Region, come in, don't think about going out."

"Wait." Tang Hao said with a smile on his face.

"I don't know what we've done."

"You two openly beat Sergeant Wang Hua, and now Sergeant Wang Hua is seriously injured and has been transferred to the intensive care unit, where his life is in danger at any time, if he dies, both of you will have to be shot, and you can be sentenced to at least ten years for the charge of openly insulting soldiers."

"Wait, I remember that at that time, Sergeant Wang Hua just spewed blood, so he wouldn't be so seriously injured, and the first to provoke was you, as evidenced by the surveillance video."

"Your Commander Yan of the Southwest Military Region has already come, and the surveillance video has been damaged, so it's better for me to stay honest, don't think of some crooked ideas, otherwise my soldiers here won't agree."

"Hey." Seeing them leaving, Mo Mingtang couldn't help but shout.

"Old Tang, what are you going to do now?" Mo Mingtang didn't expect that guy named Wang Hua to be so injurious, and he just punched him to a serious injury. Originally, I thought that the military region would stand up for them, but it turned out that the military region bosses came in person to no avail, and they couldn't really stay here for decades.

"They're just scaring us, don't think about it." Tang Hao looked at Nie Wenjun's backs and said indifferently.

Ma Xun, who was walking in the corridor, looked at Nie Wenjun: "Chief, those two people just now are extremely dangerous elements, in order not to affect others, I will take decisive measures." Ma Xun's decisive measure was to keep the two secret. Executed.

Nie Wenjun stopped, and Ma Xun, who was following him closely, almost didn't exceed Nie Wenjun's body, and stood there in fright, taking a few steps back.