Chapter 294 What a scolding battle!

When people talk about old foxes, they habitually think of politicians and businessmen first.

In fact, compared with politicians who fight for power and businessmen who are mainly for profit, Mozeri and the so-called people of the underworld are more 'old foxes'.

If politicians lose, they will lose their power; if businessmen lose, they will lose some money; if they lose, they will lose their lives.

How can a person who plays with things outside his body be cruel?

Mo Zerui has not only not lived on dogs for 60 or 70 years. On the contrary, he insists on drinking tea, reading books and talking about scriptures with people every day. He is more stupid than anyone else.

It is undeniable that Mo Zerui is very conceited. He does have the capital to be conceited. He has the strength to enter the peak of the later period of the virtual world. The whole cultivation world is absolutely rare. Shouldn't such a person be conceited?

But the conceited Mo Zerui's tea has not been drinking for nothing for decades. He is very thorough in everything and knows how to advance and retreat in one sentence.

The first sudden attack, he was fully sure to defeat and injure Xia Yufeng, but as a result, he failed and was defeated as if he had eaten a fly, which was indescribably uncomfortable.

At that moment, he was very unwilling to lose in the past ten years, but he did not think that his strength could not compare with him, so he began to face Xia Yufeng as an official opponent.

In the next confrontation with a real knife and a real gun, he lost again, and he lost completely.

At this moment, no matter how unwilling he is, he has to admit that his strength is really not as good as this demonic rising star.

So, after realizing that you are weak and don't want to lose, you have to play some other means.

Through two matches, Mo Zerui also saw that Xia Yufeng had been despised him and 'playing' him.

Xia Yufeng's light-enemy mentality is undoubtedly a convenient thing for him who is ready to play.

So, he shamelessly chose to sneak up and attack with hidden weapons.

In the second air rotation, it was determined that Xia Yufeng would not take action against him first. He deliberately chose a posture that violated the fight attempt. When the head rose, it was straight to Xia Yufeng's back position.

Behind Xia Yufeng, he couldn't see Xia Yufeng's face. Similarly, Xia Yufeng couldn't see his face. The black butterfly knife threw out and galloped in the blind area of Xia Yufeng's sight and went straight to his back.

"Sum"

The two were only two meters apart, and the black butterfly knife instantly shot into Xia Yufeng's back without surprise.

Xia Yufeng, who had been holding a joking smile on his face, suddenly frowned when the knife stabbed his back, and then stepped on his feet in the air and flew up to escape a long distance.

Fee the pain from his back and the sticky feeling brought by the overflowing blood of his clothes. Xia Yufeng changed his relaxed expression into a cold expression and turned around and looked at Mo Zerui, who had attacked him with a hidden weapon. At this moment, he had fallen on the ground and looked at his smile.

After half a look.

Xia Yufeng, who sealed the blood with his inner strength, sneered and said, "Mo, how do you think I should repay your brazen secret weapon attack? Is it two hands or two dog legs?

Because Mo Zerui's action was too fast and the angle problem, he didn't see Xuanyuan Qingtian and other six people who used hidden weapons at all. Hearing Xia Yufeng's words, his eyes couldn't help opening a little. After that, it was found that blood had dripped a bowl of rice-sized blood on the ground below Xia Yufeng.

"Ha ha, do you really think my butterfly knife is thrown for nothing?" Mo Zerui, who succeeded in the sneak attack, was in a good mood, grinned and began to take off his rotten coat. He looked at it horizontally and vertically, as if he was ready to go home after the end of the war.

Butterfly knife?

Mo Shaofeng, who was standing five or six meters away from Mo Zerui, was suddenly stunned when he heard the words 'butterfly knife' from his grandfather.

Grandpa has a black butterfly knife made of meteorite, and Mo Shaofeng has only known it in recent years. This knife has been wrapped in Grandpa's red satin silk in a small wooden box and placed in the dark compartment of the study. According to Grandpa, this black butterfly knife exuding a cold atmosphere was obtained when he traveled to Yunnan when he was young. The material of the butterfly knife itself is very precious, and the craftsmanship is even more exquisite. More importantly, the edge of the knife is coated with poison. Once it is pierced into the body and comes into contact with blood, it will inevitably be poisoned to death. This is Grandpa's biggest killer.

Mo Shaofeng didn't expect that Grandpa would use a poisonous butterfly knife to deal with Xia Yufeng once because of his strong strength. Does Grandpa really want to kill him?

"Is it highly poisonous?" When Mo Shaofeng's thoughts floated, Xia Yufeng, who had been standing in the air like a god of war, asked in a nervous and light tone.

"That's enough for you to die a few times." Mo Zerui, who has been shamelessly using hidden weapons against his descendants, simply broke the jar. When he said this, his face did not feel hot at all.

"Ha•••••" Xia Yufeng smiled and laughed loudly. There are many people who want my life, but no one can take it away. Tan Tianqi can't do it, and 50 live-fire wolf teeth can't do it. You are also not good enough.

As soon as the words fell, Xia Yufeng smiled harmlessly on his face. Suddenly, it turned sunny to cloudy and then to rain, and it became cold in an instant.

The originally easy hanging hands began to clenched their fists. Looking at the victory, Mo Zerui, who had a proud face, sneered, raised his clenched arms gently, and then suddenly shook down.

"Six"

"Bum•••••"

A black shadow quickly ejected backwards from Xia Yufeng's hunched back when he bent down, hitting the wall on the back with the sound of hiss' wind. Black, oh no, soaked with blood, now it should be called a red butterfly knife, like a bullet fired by a large-caliber sniper rifle, blowing up a large hole in the wall one meter square.

Mo Zerui and Xuanyuan Qingtianyao and others stared at the scene that had just happened in front of them in disbelief.

Well, they have to admit that, not to mention Xia Yufeng, a master of the virtual world, a master of internal strength such as Mo Shaofeng, can easily use his internal strength to force out the butterfly knife.

However, how can this be forced out of a flying knife with internal strength? Damn, it's too tricky. This is simply a 'shooting' flying knife.

At a distance of more than ten meters, entering the wall is like a cannonball.

In the stunned time of the seven people on the ground, Xia Yufeng has treated the wound with internal strength.

"I'm immortal, I hope you can surprise me, otherwise..." Xia Yufeng took off a large white coat stained with blood and red back, looked at Mo Zerui as if she were looking at a dead man, and said without emotion.

Hearing Xia Yufeng's words, Mo Zerui couldn't help shaking.

The poison of the butterfly knife will completely attack in a minute at most. Now two or three minutes have passed, but Xia Yufeng can say that it can be active. What does this mean?

Thinking of this, Mo Zerui is very calm.

In fact, few people can calm down in the face of death, even if most of them are only 70-and-80 old men exposed outside.

Un calm, he hurriedly turned his head to Xuanyuan Tao and others and said, "While he is now poisoned and seriously injured, let's take him down and save your father and son."

Xia Yufeng didn't see what he did to Mo Zerui at this moment, so he took care of his sleeve.

Xia Yufeng has never thought of killing them. After all, killing them will definitely cause trouble. Although she is really not afraid of trouble, it is good to have less.

I just want to teach this group of old men who are used to holding it everywhere, and tell them that they know they are not soft persimmons. Don't pinch anyone fucking want to pinch them. Stay away from them if you have nothing to do.

However, King Xiang was interested and the goddess was unintentional.

They won't take your feelings at all. Even if you scold shamelessly, you don't always repair them. They give you hidden weapons and poison all at once, for the purpose of killing you.

So, it's time. If Xia Yufeng learns from the untempered Bodhisattva or recites two sentences of Amitabha Buddha's hope to win over the old monk who built the seven-level Futu, he will be a little stupid.

Killing one is killing, and killing two is also killing. Anyway, it's not a difficult thing.

"If you have found foreign aid, let's go together." After waiting for a moment, Xia Yufeng looked at Mo Zerui and said.

"Kid, you really think you are invincible in the world, and you don't know what's good." Qin Mu, who was very strange to Xia Yufeng, suddenly snapped up his words.

Qin Mu admitted that Xia Yufeng had two brushes, but he never thought that seven people could beat one.

"Amitabha, Lord Xia Shi, there is no need for this matter to be so stiff. How about everyone take a step back?" The abbot Shaolin stepped forward and followed Qin Mu's words. He looked at Xia Yufeng's hands folded and said with a Buddha salute.

Xia Yufeng looked at this bald head with great interest, but I don't know if he has ever broken the sex ring with these bastards like Mo Zerui. He said, "Oh, take a step back, how can I retreat?"

Hearing Xia Yufeng's words that obviously had a lot of room for manoeuvre, Xuanyuan Qingtian and several others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

They really don't want to fight a life-and-death battle. The two armies have been facing each other. Since ancient times, those who have died first are definitely the little soldiers who can't fall to the ground without any movement. Compared with Mo Zerui's gang, isn't that a small soldier?

Abbot Shaolin's facial muscles ** and squeezed out a kind smile and said, "It's our fault to kidnap your parents before, but you hurt Xuanyuan Jian's grandson, which is also even. As long as Xia Shizhu takes us into the cave of Shennongjia or hand over what we got in the cave, we can assure you that we will never cause you any trouble in the future.

"Isn't it gone?" Xia Yufeng asked with wide eyes.

The abbot Shaolin nodded and said, "That's all."

"Vulde donkey, I'm a bitch, do you dare to be more shameless?" Because of a whim, I want to see what kind of nutritious words Xia Yufeng, the old monk who eats fast and recites Buddha's, now regrets.

Nima, you said that the kidnapping of my parents is even with those who hurt Xuanyuan Jian and Xuanyuan Lei, so it's even.

How long has it been since Mo Zerui shot me in the back with a poisonous butterfly knife? If you dare, you will forget it?

Also, what does it mean for me to take you into the cave or hand over what I got from the cave, and you promise not to bother me? Damn, what kind of reason is this? I don't owe you money. Why do you have to take me? As for that thing, you can rest. Not to mention that this thing has nothing to do with the 18th generation of your ancestors, I almost died there. Even if it is left by your own father, I will never hand it over.

If you are really in trouble, you will find it. Now I still want to find some trouble for you. What kind of bird?

"Presumptuous!!!" No matter whether it's right or not, or no matter the level of generation, even if a little Sami was scolded by others as a bald donkey, he couldn't calm down and even greeted his relatives. Therefore, we, an extremely famous Taoist monk in China, the abbor of Shaolin, frowned coldly and roared.

"I put shit, do you eat it?" Xia Yufeng answered without fear.

"You••••" Shaolin's abbot's neck turned red with anger and pointed to Xia Yufeng 'you' for a long time without any follow.

Monks talk about scriptures and talk about Taoism. If you want to fight, you can kill any Taoist monk by pulling a fool on the street.

"Abbot, don't talk nonsense with him. Let's go together." Mo Zerui, who was beside him, was so angry that he wanted to tear him up by Xia Yufeng. Only in this way could everyone join hands, so when he saw that the abbot was angry, he quickly encouraged him.

The abbot nodded without any hesitation, and then Xuanyuan Tao and his son also took a step forward, looking like they were enemies.

Qin Mu and Yao Lao, who had long disliked Xia Yufeng's arrogance, also joined them.

Xia Yufeng saw that these people finally 'come together' and waved, "Who wants to die first?"

The seven Mo Zerui heard Xia Yufeng's contemptuous words and glared at him and gasped, but strangely, no one did it.

"What an ignorant boy!"

In this quiet atmosphere, suddenly, a magnetic male voice came leisurely at the entrance of the corridor.

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