Six hundred taels, Zhao Yunsheng, who was generous, got the beauty with a sky-high price and got the beauty back. After the auction, people left one after another. While leaving, there were also waves of discussion. Some were surprised, some envious, some regretful, and some ridiculous.
Mo Feifan listened and whispered to the Zang Xie beside him: "The plan changes, we are halfway."
"Yeah." Zang Xie nodded. Mo Feifan said to Zhang Rao and Cai Mengyu again: "You guys go home first, and leave the fight and killing matters to our men."
Zhang Rao kept laughing: "You look down on us women, and I won't go back. I want to see what to do if you kill Zhao Yunsheng?"
Mo Feifan simply refused: "No, it's too dangerous. Don't worry, I won't behave with that Xue Qing, you should believe me."
Zhang Rao smiled and shook her head, posing as "What are you doing to me?"
Mo Feifan's face darkened and he pretended to be angry and said, "This is an order. Remember, you are my woman now, and I can't let my woman take risks."
Zhang Rao was a little repulsive, but when she heard this, her heart opened immediately. She nodded and gave Mo Feifan a big hug: "Fefan, then you must be careful too."
"Yeah, I will." Mo Feifan breathed a sigh of relief. He said to Zang Xie: "Brother Zang, are you ready?"
Zang Xie nodded: "Yes, Brother Fan."
Mo Feifan narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "Then let's fight to compete for the world together. I want our name to shine in this sky. Who in the world makes enemies with me? Just drink and cut his head with a knife. This is Mo Feifan's law of dealing with the world."
His voice was not loud, gentle but tension, but the unparalleled domineeringness and courage in every word were enough to make people feel heartbroken. Zang Xie took a quick breath, and the cold blood was burning. After a long time, his mood gradually soothed, and then he said in a plain tone: "I am willing to follow Brother Fan for the rest of my life."
Mo Feifan smiled, his smile full of sincerity and emotion. Although people like Zangxie are not good at expressing words, they can rely on them and be brothers for the rest of their lives. He smiled and walked out the door with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, and felt warm in his heart.
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The white clouds cover the moon and cast only hazy light.
Four sedan chairmen carried two sedan chairs and walked towards Cailai Inn. The person in the sedan chair in front was Zhao Yunsheng, and the person in the sedan chair in the last was naturally Xue Qing. On both sides of the sedan chair, there were more than twenty bodyguards in gray and black clothes.
"Brother, why do you think this world is so unfair? Zhao Yun grew up like this and could even get such a beautiful beauty." In front of the sedan chair, a bodyguard in black clothes and black pants carrying a black sheathed machete said in a low voice.
Opposite him was a bodyguard dressed like him. However, the latter was much larger than the former.
The bodyguard leader spoke as usual and snorted: "In this world, people are lucky to leave more than anything else. If he hadn't paid a lot of money, I wouldn't have suffered from his butt."
After hearing this, the small bodyguard quickly made a booing move: "Boss, whisper, be careful that he hears it."
The bodyguard leader disagreed and whispered to the sedan chair: "Don't worry, he slept like a pig, he couldn't hear it. Even if he heard it, what if I'm still afraid of him?"
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Mo Feifan held a hatchet and pointed at the bodyguards' noses one by one: "Today, everyone here is going to die."
The bodyguard leader was a little angry and rushed forward: "What an arrogant boy, please stay here for me today."
The bodyguard leader knew the principle of capturing the thief and capturing the king, and also understood that persimmons should be picked up and pinched. Mo Feifan was not good-looking, and he was a smart and average-skilled person at first glance. He was very confident in the fight against Mo Feifan, so he didn't look for anything else and directly killed Mo Feifan.
The bodyguard leader roared three times, and a lightning flashed across Mo Feifan's waist.
Mo Feifan was calm and lifted the hatchet in his hand slightly to block the opponent's edge. He kicked the enemy's belly directly. Mo Feifan's reaction was so fast that it was beyond the expectations of the bodyguard leader.
Before I could think too much, the boss's face changed and he hurriedly pulled away and dodged.
Withdrawing and closing the momentum means that the opponent's empty door is wide open, and Mo Feifan will not easily miss this good opportunity. At the moment when the opponent dodged, his shoulders followed and the slash in his hand also waved.
The knife was quick and suddenly, and the leader could not dodge his neck and was scratched by the blade.
With a sound of hissing, the man's throat was cut into a three-inch-long hole. The latter groaned and threw away the machete in his hand.
"It's so cold, it's really cold." The bodyguard leader covered his neck, shook and took two steps back, and then fell head-on, his hands and feet trembled unnaturally, and there was no movement.
Seeing that the boss was mourned by Mo Feifan, a round-faced bodyguard in the crowd shouted loudly: "Brothers, don't just go with them. Let's go with them together and use the advantage of numbers to crush them to death!"
"Wow----"
The bodyguards and guards suppressed the fear in their hearts, rushed up, pressing towards Mo Feifan and others like a tide. Faced with more than twice the enemy, Mo Feifan did not dare to be careless, and retreated to his own camp, fought side by side with his brothers, and resisted the impact of Zhao Yunsheng's bodyguards.
Soon, the personnel of both sides came into contact with each other, and saw the swords and swords at the center of the battle, shouting and killing to the sky, and people were injured and fell to the ground from time to time.
Zhao Yunsheng's bodyguards are both strong and have rich experience. On the other hand, the brothers under Mo Feifan were selected by Zang Xie from the 200 Momen brothers, and their skills are also extraordinary. To be honest, no one can gain any advantage in the battle between the two sides against soldiers and soldiers. Then, the person who decides the key to the victory or defeat of this battle is the leader of the team.
At the beginning, the bodyguard leader and the slightly more powerful hook nose were killed, and in this way, he lost one move.
Over time, the bodyguards' defeat appeared. In the end, the bodyguards involved in the battle were either killed or injured or fell to the ground, and none of them ran away.
"It's over." Zang Xie wiped the sweat beads on his forehead and walked to Mo Feifan to report.
Mo Feifan nodded appreciatively and said to Zhan Xie: "Good job. Now, let's meet Zhao Yunsheng."
Zang Xie nodded: "Okay."
The curtain of the sedan chair was lifted open with a knife.
In the sedan chair, Zhao Yunsheng was snoring like thunder and was sleeping. It was hard to imagine that he could sleep so soundly under such circumstances.
"Find some water and wake him up." Mo Feifan asked the evil way of burying the evil way.
Burial Xie was in trouble, and he had only been here for a few days, but he didn't know where there was a well. A brother behind him smiled badly, and he had a good idea.
Zhao Yunsheng was dreaming that Xue Qing would scrub him, and then he was woken up by a warm current. He wiped the yellow liquid on his face in horror and muttered, "Who is it?"
Mo Feifan looked at Zhao Yunsheng with a smile and said slowly: "Gangmaster Zhao, it's so comfortable."