The only possibility...

That is, these people have long been lurking in Las Vegas, trying to find an opportunity to attack him. Today, they happened to have this opportunity. They pretended to be policemen and sneaked in to take him away while the chaos was in trouble.

After all, Mo Beiyan is not easy to deal with. If he had the power to fight back, it would be difficult for them to take him away without any damage.

All major media were there just now, and he was indeed what he said. Besides, there were guns, so Mo Beiyan could not resist on the spot.

If that were the case, he might be shot dead on the spot.

Mo Beiyan held the hand on his legs and looked at the side, "I said, buddy, where are we going? The police station is too far away. Can you get off the car first and get off?"

The man in police uniform beside him pressed his gun with a gun, "Don't move around! We are doing things impartially. It's useless to ask us. When you come, you tell the person responsible there."

Mo Beiyan spread his hands and swept his eyes out, "Then you always have to tell me where we are going?"

The man looked cold, "Didn't he tell me to go to the police station?"

"Police Department?" Mo Beiyan suddenly turned his head and leaned against his face. They were all communicating in English. "How do you write the word "police"? I am Chinese, and I forgot to gesture..."

"Be honest!"

"Okay, okay, I'm honest, don't I look honest?"

“…”

No matter how you look at it, his face doesn't look honest.

Mo Beiyan raised his hand and sat upright. Just as the man was about to change his hand to hold the gun, he suddenly turned sideways, grabbed his wrist and twisted it to the side!

With a click, the man's wrist was immediately dislocated. Mo Beiyan pushed his elbows hard towards his neck. The man on the other side hurriedly pressed his gun against him. Mo Beiyan's body suddenly leaned forward-

Bang!

The shot hit the man's companion.

Mo Beiyan curled his lips and sneered, "Thank you, do you think I'm handsome?"

“…”

The popular one raised the gun and wanted to hit him again. Mo Beiyan grabbed his wrist and stuffed the gun into his mouth, bang!

"It's all your fault, I can only thank you by sending you to hell."

While he was talking, he got up and strangled the necks of the driver's seat and the passenger seat. Mo Beiyan used both hands and heard a click!

The neck was stuck.

Mo Beiyan let go of his hand, and the two slid down the seat, tilting their heads to one side.

The police car lost its direction and shook its left and right a few times, and hit the pillar next to it with a bang.

Mo Beiyan clapped his hands and was about to open the door and get out of the car, suddenly a cold thing was pressed on his back.

The man's back stiffened, and the partition between the trunk and the back seat was pushed away. Two men in police uniforms stood up, "Don't move! Sit honestly!"

“…”

Mo Beiyan's face darkened, and one of the men raised his hand and punched him on the side face, "I knew you were not simple, but I was not mistaken. Fortunately, I was ordered to arrange someone in the trunk, otherwise you should have escaped."

Mo Beiyan sneered, and licked the blood on the corner of his mouth with his tongue, "It's really hard to catch me. Who is your boss?"

"We just can't catch Mo Nanjue. He's much harder than you," the man pushed him with a gun, "Sit down quickly and put your hands behind you!"
Chapter completed!