"Bah!" Mo Yunyan looked at Meng Qingming's look and almost spat out, "Would you like to go with you? Just don't disgust me, okay?"

"I, Mo Yunyan, even if I fall in love with a pig, I will not like a sinister person like you."

"Mo Yunyan, you forced me to do this." After hearing these words, Meng Qingming's face suddenly became ferocious, and his eyes flashed with madness, "Since you don't want to leave me willingly, then no wonder I forced myself.

"

He said crazily, then accelerated his speed and ran towards Mo Yunyan.

But after he took two steps forward, he suddenly stopped and quickly retreated.

Plop, plop.

Almost as soon as Meng Qingming ran away from where he was, a series of bullets hit the spot where he was standing, causing a cloud of dust to appear.

A dozen young men of good quality appeared from a distance, each with a gun in hand. They moved forward and quickly rushed over to closely protect Mo Yunyan.

"Miss Yunyan, are you okay?" A young man quickly came to Mo Yunyan and said respectfully, "Sorry, we are late. By the way, where is Captain Ti Ya?"

He just came over and didn't notice Ti Ya's body not far away. What's more, Ti Ya's head was smashed. Even if he noticed it, he wouldn't be able to recognize it.

"Captain Ti Ya is dead." Mo Yunyan glanced at Ti Ya's corpse in the distance, and then her eyes turned cold, "He killed Ti Ya and wanted to snatch the magic medicine No. 1."

"Kill him for me!"

Although Mo Yunyan didn't know these people, let alone the young man, she knew from the badge on the other person's chest that he was from the Mo family.

"Yes, Miss Mo." The young man responded, then raised his head and looked at Meng Qingming.

The moment he looked at Meng Qingming, the humility in his eyes disappeared, and instead became bloodthirsty and fierce.

"No matter who you are, if you dare to kill Captain Ti Ya, if you dare to be disrespectful to Miss Mo, if you dare to have thoughts about Miracle Medicine No. 1, you will die today."

He held a gun in one hand and looked at Meng Qingming with only coldness in his eyes, "Kill him in a decisive battle and then leave here."

Following his order, the dozen or so Mo family elites immediately fired at Meng Qingming, without giving Meng Qingming a chance to speak.

These people are the elites of the Mo family, and they have all experienced blood and fire. Countless examples tell them that all the defeats are turned into victories because of too much nonsense.

What's more, Meng Qingming was able to kill Captain Ti Ya, which proved that Meng Qingming was not simple and they didn't dare to be careless at all.

So they didn't talk much, and they fired very decisively.

Dozens of bullets were fired at once, making crazy explosions and crackling sounds like firecrackers.

The bullet exploded on the stone chips on the ground, causing grass and trees to fly, rocks and soil to fly, and the sound was extremely heroic.

Smoke filled the air.

Faced with so many crazy bullets, Meng Qingming didn't hesitate at all. He dodged directly into the distance and found a bunker.

Countless bullets almost hit the ground close to his heels, which was extremely dangerous.

But even so, Meng Qingming was extremely calm. Except for the two bullets that hit his shoulder blades, he dodged all the other bullets.

The elites of the Mo family looked at Meng Qingming, who was as fast as a monkey, their expressions turned ugly, and their bombardment became even more frenzied.

They did not expect that Meng Qingming was so powerful and that even though so many bullets were fired, they did not kill him.

But soon, their bullets were all used up, but Meng Qingming still didn't suffer much damage.

The moment the elite bullets of the Juemo family were all fired, Meng Qingming turned around and grinned ferociously, "It was a good fight, wasn't it? Now, it's my turn."

He smiled ferociously, tapped the ground with his right foot, made a roar, and shot towards the Mo family's elite like a cannonball.

When the young man saw this scene, his eyelids twitched, and his face suddenly became ugly.

"Come together and kill him!"

Following his voice, more than a dozen people threw away their empty guns, drew their sabers from their calves, and charged at Meng Qingming crazily.

Well trained.

Meng Qingming looked at this scene and smiled instead of being angry, "They are just a bunch of trash, go to hell."

Accompanied by the sound, he quickly ran in front of the young man, twisted to avoid the opponent's saber, and got his left arm stuck on the opponent's head, snapping it off.

Those crisp and sharp movements made everyone feel a little scared.

There was a depressing atmosphere in the air.

"Trash is trash. Without a gun, you are just a bug in my eyes. I can just crush it to death."

Meng Qingming smiled disdainfully, took the saber from the young man's hand, kicked him away, and then killed the others.

Whoosh.

A knife hit one of them on the neck, and a pillar of blood spurted into the sky. The other person's head was also chopped off, flying into the distance like a blood gourd.

Meng Qingming kept moving, twisted his body, grabbed another saber, and stabbed it with his backhand.

With a sneer, the saber in his hand pierced the chest of another person, completely penetrating it, and it seemed that he would not survive.

When he drew out his saber, blood sprayed out from the sky, splattering all over him, turning his whole body into a bloody man.

He defeated three people in an understatement, but nothing happened to Meng Qingming.

The other elites looked at this scene with fear in their eyes.

However, they did not back down.

"Elite? Do you deserve to be called elite? That's ridiculous!" Meng Qingming moved forward vigorously, rushing towards a person like a wolf and a tiger, knocking him into the air.

The moment the opponent flew up, the saber slashed out, directly cutting off the opponent's legs.

His bloody legs fell to the ground, and the man let out a shrill scream.

Holding a knife with one hand, cutting off flesh and blood, cutting off bones, and cutting off legs. How much strength does it take to do all of this?

Meng Qingming cut off the enemy's legs, without moving his eyelids, and ran out with the knife again, like a wolf and a tiger.

This was a massacre, a one-sided massacre. The elites of the Mo family without guns were like pigs and dogs that could be slaughtered at any time in front of Meng Qingming, and they were vulnerable to a blow.

Accompanied by sprays of blood mist and screams, in just a moment, more than ten elites were all killed by the sword, and no one survived.

The blood dyed Meng Qingming red, the blood dyed the ground red, and the scene was as terrifying as hell.

Mo Yunyan looked at this scene, her hands and feet were simply cold.

Meng Qingming was so powerful, she never thought that Meng Qingming would be so powerful.

"Ah, this matter has nothing to do with me, it has nothing to do with me." The driver in front of Mo Yunyan looked at this scene, his scalp numbed, and he opened the car door like crazy, jumped out, and fled into the distance.

Meng Qingming was so terrible that he would rather escape and be caught and punished by the Mo family than die in Meng Qingming's hands now.

"Want to run?" Meng Qingming grinned, with sarcasm flashing in his eyes. He flicked his right hand, and with a whoosh, the saber flew out and was accurately inserted into the back of the driver's head.

Blood spurted out, and Mo Yunyan's eyes turned gray.

She knew that she couldn't leave, and she couldn't save the miracle medicine No. 1.
Chapter completed!