Chapter 4 Xiaoxiong's Blood

"Kill! Kill to relieve all worries, no matter whose apprentice he is, we will quietly kill him, who knows!" Xiaoxiong is Xiaoxiong. In a moment, he regained his former self-confidence. A trace of viciousness flashed in the corners of Zhao Mu's eyes. What about the king? I, Zhao Mu, am going to fight. Even if I die, it is enough to laugh proudly.

Hua Wuxin and Shi Jianglong followed Zhao Mu's instructions and asked him to meet in SZ City after making a big circle in North China and Northwest China.

Summer in the south is always humid and sultry, especially for northerners, as if they wear a big hat on their heads. The wind is hot and the rain is sour.

When the two left, Zhang Sanjun deliberately told the monk that when he arrived at his destination, he wanted to see his brother Hua's unintentional eyes. The monk had a pimple in his heart. You may not be so powerful that your brother is also powerful. Why should I listen to him?

Along the way, Hua Wuxin was silent, which made the monk beside him more and more angry. He scolded in his heart, "Amitabha, he is still in power!"

The monk is from Guanzhong, Shaanxi Province. He has a red heart, a tiger's back and a bear's waist. He is powerful and majestic. If he has a beard, he will be a modern version of Zhang Fei.

Hua Wuxin suddenly felt her mobile phone tremble. When she opened it, the other party texted them to take a taxi and go to the HK Special Zone.

"Go!"

The monk glanced at the unintentional mobile phone text message and said, "Oh! You don't seem to be happy. Don't worry. As long as Zhao Mu is still in China, he will grow wings and can't fly out.

Hua Wuxin shook his head and smiled bitterly, "As the saying goes, the dog jumps over the wall, the rabbit bites people, and Zhao Mu is good at scheming. If I guess correctly, Zhao Mu has already prepared a few retreats. I'm afraid that he will know my identity and end up, and the jade will burn!"

No matter how stupid the monk is, he knows who the master of the "Demon King" is. He said harshly, "Zhao Mu dares to offend the king unless he is crazy!"

"Don't say, if it were you, what would you do if you knew that the 'Demon King Daoshuai' would join hands to deal with you?" Hua Wuxin glanced at the fake monk and said.

"Uh...?!" Shi Jianglong was suddenly stunned by Hua Wuxin's question. He put himself in his shoes. He unconsciously sweated coldly and stared and said, "No, no, this guy really wants to work hard. That's not good. I'm going to report it to the Demon King!"

Hua didn't want to look at this stunned man and couldn't help smiling and said, "No, I can think of it. Naturally, Zhao Mu will also think that if it's hard, it's soft!"

The monk said, "Oh, that's right. You used to play Tai Chi, hahaha!"

Time rolled, and the two kept going around the SZ city according to each other's instructions.

Less than six o'clock, the sky darkened, the thunder dissipated, and the big raindrops began to fall.

Hua Wuxin also received a phone call from the other party at this time, "You go southeast immediately. Don't stop and listen to my command!" The cold voice came, and Hua Wuxin sneered and walked southeast with the monk.

The night is dark, and only the crackling rainstorm falls crazily. There are no roads around, and only the flashing lights can be seen in the distance.

Hua Wuxin and the monk have been gone for an hour. God gave them a shower. The monk suddenly pointed to the front and said, "Shuai, there is an abandoned rotten tail building in front of it. It should be!"

"Order the gunhead team to quickly enter the battle site and solve the enemy at any time!" The demon king was expressionless and gave an order to the girl beside him.

"Yes, captain!"

With that, Zhang Sanjun once again ordered another team member to sneak into the unfinished building and be on standby at any time, giving the heaviest blow to the enemy.

Four figures appeared on the computer monitor, and Hua Wuxin also appeared in the picture. There was a small building hat in the center of the roof. Zhao Mu was sitting in and looking at Hua Wuxin, with two black and white thie standing behind him.

"Zhao Mu, I brought something. Where is Shi Qingjun?" Hua Wuxin wiped away the rain from her face, took out a bronze pendant in her hand and asked loudly.

Zhao Mu stood up slowly, stared at Hua Wuxin and laughed, and said, "The prodigal son Daohua is unintentional, and it doesn't look like that, hahaha!"

At this time, Hua Wuxin is like a drowned rat, but he cares more about the safety of Qingjun.

He roared again, "I brought something. Where is Qingjun?"

"What's the hurry? Don't worry, I won't hurt her. Throw things to me. When we leave safely, I will naturally tell you where she is." Zhao Mu showed a evil smile, and he didn't know whether it was true or not.

"Roar...!"

At this time, there was a roar from below, and Hua Wuxin's face changed. At this time, she remembered that the "Hua Phoenix" with the same surname as him was not seen.

Zhao Mu was also shocked when he heard the fight behind him, and his face changed again and again. He said, "Give me something, or you will regret it for the rest of your life, I promise!" The worst situation still happened. Obviously, the other party broke his promise and obviously colluded with ZF to kill them.

Hua didn't think about it. She threw out the bronze tripod casually, moved its position, pointed to Zhao Mu and roared, "I also promise that if Qingjun has any accident, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I will chase you to the ends of the earth, and I will never stop!"

Hua Wuxin originally wanted to make a "fair" deal. In this way, although he suffered losses and even his life was in danger, at least he would not force Zhao Mugou to jump over the wall. Everything was to arrest him. Now the other party clearly knew that ZF wanted to arrest him, and he might die to resist. Everything was "fair" and was immediately knocked by the sound of fighting below. Broken.

"Listen, the following is a friend of mine. I don't mean anything else. I still have a word. Qingjun will give it to me..." Hua Wuxin's heart softened. For the safety of Qingjun, he still tried his best to dispel Zhao Mu's suspicion.

When Hua inadently threw the small tripod, he deliberately threw the small tripod three or four meters away from Zhao Mu and others. He was more than ten meters away from the small tripod. In this way, as long as the other party made any desperate plan, with his flying knife and moving speed, he could be fatal.

A tall white man behind Zhao Mu walked over and was ready to pick up the bronze tripod. At this time, Hua Wuxin felt a trace of crisis, almost instinctively, and fell to the ground without warning.

"Bum!" A slight gunshot hit almost at the same time. Hua Wuxin lay on the cold rain, and a stream of blood flowed down her head.

In the command car a few miles away, Zhang Sanjun looked pale, and at the same time, he also issued an order to attack.

For safety, Zhao Mu sent his cousin, who had been an obstacle fighter, to lurk not far away to cover them. He gave his cousin an order to get the things and kill them immediately.

However, his cousin had just finished shooting and was also shot in the head by a member of the "gunhead group" lurking behind him.

As soon as the white man got something, his head was also crooked, blood blooming and lying on the ground. Zhao Mu stepped like a ghost and was about to leave with a small tripod.

Suddenly, three dark knives cut a distance of ten meters and shot at Zhao Mu's head, chest, abdomen and other key points, which also blocked Zhao Mu's escape speed.

A figure was like a swallow fishing for water, leaning up, followed by a flying knife, and roaring under his feet. Hua Wuxin punched Zhao Mu with a storm.

Zhao Mu suddenly possessed like a god, like a centipede, surging every time, and could avoid the killing of three flying knives.

Hua's heartless eyes are sharp and his hands are poisonous. What she wants is this opportunity. A big punch fell from the sky, accompanied by a roar of thunder, which hit Zhao Mu's chest, as if to kill the poisonous centipede with the power of heaven and earth.

click!

Bum!

"Ah...!"

Two in a row, Zhao Mu avoided the flying knife, and then hurriedly dealt with it. The cross-hand resisted, and the center of gravity was unstable. In addition, Hua Wuxin's fist was unstoppable. His arms were broken, a cross blood mark was made on his chest, and the small tripod in his hand was also taken away by Hua Wuxin.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, another white man roared, and his arms and muscles burst out. He strangled Hua Wuxin's neck like a dragon, and strangled Hua Wuxin with horrible power.

In an instant, Hua Wuxin returned and threw out his palm. The white man's footsteps floated and rose from the ground. More than 200 pounds of weight were thrown high. Hua Wuxin followed him and drilled into his temples in boxing. A generation of boxing champions was removed from the name.

Zhao Mu and others thought that Hua Wuxin had been killed, but they did not know that Hua Wuxin's hand was just scratched by a bullet, and his hand was just under his head. Zhao Mu and others mistakenly thought that Hua Wuxin was dead and their hearts were relaxed.

"Escape!?" Hua Wuxin turned around, but she didn't see Zhao Mu. In a blink of an eye, she saw blood drops on the side of the roof of the building and flew down.