Chapter 159 The First Ring

The brunette teenager gently moved his joints and said, "If you don't want to suffer from skin and flesh, you'd better be good..."

"Bum!"

Before he finished his words, he heard a gunshot, and then a bullet flew past his cheek, leaving a slight blood stain on his face.

The black-haired teenager was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, a beautiful teenager had rushed to him with a white paper fan.

The white paper fan waved, and a demon wind blew.

The black-haired teenager reacted and quickly rolled aside to avoid the attack. At the same time, he shouted angrily, "You are so despicable without saying anything before you do it!"

Mo Cong and Wen Feng suddenly became speechless. Is this boy here to play with the treasure?

"In this case, I won't show mercy!" The dark-haired teenager stood up and moved his joints, and then suddenly started to rush to Wen Feng.

Wen Feng quickly retreated a few steps and waved a white paper fan to block the teenager's attack. After a few consecutive punches, the teenager showed a proud smile on the corners of his mouth and suddenly kicked sideways.

Wen Feng quickly crossed his arms in front of his chest to block the blow. The teenager's huge power actually kicked him out. Wen Feng stepped back several steps in a row before stopping, and his arm was numb.

"Huh, how about it?" The brunette teenager looked at Wen Feng proudly and asked.

Wen Feng rubbed his arm and said, "That's why I say I hate violence..."

"But you obviously didn't hesitate to do it just now..." Mo said speechlessly.

"How about it? Are you willing to hand over the ring now?" The brunette teenager looked at the two and said, "This is the last warning, and I won't show mercy after that."

"You robbed my lines." Mo sighed greedily and said.

"Oh, isn't it?" The black-haired teenager nodded and suddenly started to rush to Mo Greed. Mo Greed calmly looked at the black-haired teenager who rushed over and pulled the trigger continuously.

The black-haired teenager suddenly stopped and stood still, raising one foot high and then split it down.

"Boom!" The hard cement floor was smashed into a deep pit by the black-haired teenager, and a rough earth wall stood up in front of the black-haired teenager, and the bullet was blocked by the earth wall and made a crisp sound.

I felt that the gunfire seemed to be less frequent. The dark-haired teenager quickly punched and kicked, and the earth wall suddenly turned into several huge pieces and flew to Mo Gre.

Seeing the pieces flying, Mo Nui quickly jumped aside to avoid the attack. At this time, the black-haired teenager had taken the opportunity to rush over and punch Mo Gre.

Mo Greede had no intention of hitting hard. Suddenly, he flipped his hands and planned to jump away to open the distance. However, the black-haired teenager reacted equally quickly. Suddenly, he bent down and kicked with a whirlwind. After Mo Grean's arm used to support his body was hit, he suddenly lost his balance, while the brunette teenager suddenly got up and fell on his side. He kicked Mo Gree's abdomen.

"Well..." Mo Greed suddenly felt that his abdomen turned upside down and was kicked out horizontally.

Seeing that the black-haired teenager seemed to have a plan to pursue, Wen Feng quickly waved a white paper fan and rushed over, but as he said, he was not good at fighting, and close combat was undoubtedly the strength of the black-haired teenager. After a few moves, Wen Feng was a little overwhelmed.

Mo Greed slowly got up from the ground. He wiped the corners of his mouth and found that there was faint blood, but Mo Gree did not have any worry or fear. Instead, he was faintly excited and impulsive. He longed to see more blood, whether it was his own or the enemy's.

When the dark-haired teenager was about to knock down Wen Feng like a storm, he suddenly felt a very dangerous feeling behind him.

The brunette teenager quickly came to his senses, but saw Mo Greed with two guns rushing towards him. Obviously, he had a long-range weapon, but Mo Gree seemed to choose to fight close.

The black-haired teenager feels both happy and ridiculous. Isn't it too stupid to attack the enemy with his own shortcomings?

Without any hesitation, the black-haired teenager kicked Mo Gree. He has calculated the possible coping method of Mo Gree. Whether it is to block dodge or attack, the black-haired teenager has a way to deal with it.

But what he didn't expect was that Mo Greed and suddenly lay back, and a sliding shovel kicked his other leg standing on the ground.

The teenager who was hit the only fulcrum fell down, but was pushed aside by Mo Gree's elbow on his neck.

"Cough...cough..." The brunette fell aside with his throat, but before he recovered, Mo Gree's other elbow had hit him in the abdomen.

"Well..." The brunette moaned in pain.

Mo Greed up suddenly, pulled up the collar of the dark-haired teenager, and hit the teenager's forehead with the other hand holding the handle of the gun.

The skin was open and the blood flowed, and the teenager's forehead was suddenly opened.

"Ha!" Seeing more blood, the feverish and bloodthirsty expression on Mo's face aggravated another point. He held the muzzle and grabbed the pistol like a barrel and was about to hit the black-haired teenager.

"Don't be greedy!" Wen Feng shouted that although Wen Feng did not have the intention of show mercy to the enemy, he had never seen such a violent greed.

"Bum!" The handle of the gun hit the black-haired teenager's forehead heavily, and the wound further expanded. Blood had filled the teenager's forehead, and he had been knocked unconscious by a huge blow.

"Don't be greedy, calm down!" Wen Feng hurried over to hold Mo Greed, but before he reached out to pull Mo Greed, Mo Grean suddenly let go of the black-haired teenager and slapped him on Wen Feng's chest and pushed him to the ground. The black-haired teenager lost support and fell softly to the ground.

But Mo Gree has no intention of stopping at this moment. He raised the handle of the gun high and intends to continue to hit it until his bloodthirsty heart can calm down.

"Don't be greedy!" Wen Feng beside him roared. Mo Nu seemed to be attracted by this sound. Looking back, he was a poor beautiful girl with fragrant shoulders and half-naked.

"Puff--" Two nosebleeds spewed out of Mo Greed's nostrils like a waterfall, and then Mo Greed his eyes fell on the floor confusedly.

"Bum!" A burst of blue smoke flashed, and the teenager version of Wen Feng tidyed up his clothes and breathed a sigh of relief.

"What the hell happened to this guy..." Wen Feng looked at Mo Cong with a worried look and whispered to herself. Mo Cong, who had a bloody expression just now, really looked like a devil...

After thinking for a moment, Wen Feng bent down and took off the ring on the finger of the black-haired teenager. Looking at the teenager with blood on his forehead, Wen Feng tore off a piece of the teenager's clothes and simply bandaged him, and then picked up Mo Greed the ground and left the warehouse.