Li Dafeng asked in a trembling voice: "How do you contact her?"
"No, I don't know. Before she asks us to do things, she will send someone to notify us in advance." The killer replied carefully.
Mo Feifan also guessed this answer. He held his hands behind his back, his mind was messy. He had to admit that this Thousand Face God was a very difficult person.
Like him, all the brothers also hung their heads and fell into silence. It seems that the good days are over, and I don’t know what cruel revenge measures will be taken in the future.
The killer on the ground was covered in wounds. Blood and dust mixed together on his body. No one saw him as a useless man with only half of his life left. But it was such an useless man. When Mo Feifan turned his back to him, his eyes suddenly flashed. It was only a moment, and no one noticed it.
When everyone whispered and whispered, his curled body, who had been kneeling on the ground, had no idea where he got the strength, suddenly passed through the gap between the crowd and rushed towards Mo Feifan. At the same time, he reached into the soles of his shoes and pulled out a long and pointed steel needle.
When Liu Xuefeng reacted, it was too late. The man ran behind Mo Feifan, opened his arms and hugged him.
Mo Feifan was thinking about dodging at this time, and there was no hurry to dodge. When he swept the steel needle in the palm of the man's palm, his face, who had always been calm, changed drastically.
"Send you a ride." The killer grinned and stabbed the steel needle into his chest with all his strength. But his smile only lasted for a moment and then stopped. He did not feel the pleasure of the steel needle cutting into the flesh. Oh no, this person should have been wearing something inside the soft armor. The killer's brain thuded, and he realized something was wrong, so he hurriedly pulled out the steel needle to pierce Mo Feifan's throat.
Opportunities are hard to come by. If a person misses once, it will be difficult to meet them again.
Liu Xuefeng, who is closest to Mo Feifan, reacted the fastest, catching the killer's wrist like catching a fish, and then flipped out with inch strength.
He only used 50% of his strength, but the killer felt that there were ten people piercing his wrists together. The crackling sound was accompanied by screams, and the man's wrist bones were broken, and the slippery and white bones and joints were cracked and the skin was exposed. The pain removed the strength of his arms, and Mo Feifan's body was then loosened.
Liu Xuefeng seized the opportunity and suddenly lifted a long leg, which was unbiased on the killer's belly.
The leg was full of strength, and the man screamed in shock, and his huge body was thrown out like a sandbag. The killer suffered such a blow, and his eyes burst into anger and disappointment, and he wanted to get up and assassinate Mo Feifan again.
Just as he was about to get up, a brother from the Momen roared and waved his steel knife. He used the back of the knife. Could it be that Mo Feifan was useful to keep him, and he could not cut him off with such a powerful and powerful knife. Even if he was the back of the knife, the knife still shattered his back.
The spine is a bracket. If a person breaks it, it will become a pile of dead flesh. The killer pounced on the ground, and blood bleeds from the corner of his mouth and fainted.
Only then did the brothers react and surrounded Mo Feifan, caring whether he was safe or not.
Mo Feifan's face turned pale and he touched the fire armor on his body: "I don't know how many times I have saved this 'disease'. I really don't know if it's my misfortune or luck."
Liu Xuefeng's face was red and white. As Brother Fan's guard, he didn't have any prior investigation. Fortunately, Brother Fan was fine, otherwise he would have to hate him to death.
Feeling Liu Xuefeng's abnormality, Mo Feifan patted his shoulder and said lightly: "Brother, thank you."
The simple four words made Liu Xuefeng feel warm. He grinned his teeth, his face turned red, and he smiled and said, "Xuefeng's life belongs to Brother Fan. From now on, I will be willing to go up to the sword mountain and the sea of fire."
"No, I'll let you live well," Mo Feifan laughed softly and said, "I also want you to establish a 'Ghost Ghost Force' for me."
Liu Xuefeng nodded: "Xuefeng will definitely live up to his responsibilities."
In addition to Mo Feifan's personal super talent, another important reason is that he knows how to control people. Whether it is a bully with a bad temper, a strategist with a weird personality, or a hero who regards his reputation as his life, he can get what he wants by his side. Not only that, everyone obeys him and is loyal to him. As long as he gives an order, even if there is a dragon's and tiger's den in front of him, they will still jump.
Li Dafeng was impatient, not just talking. Seeing that the killer almost killed Mo Feifan, he rushed behind the killer and slashed his head with a knife.
The broken skull rolled and rolled to Luo Feng's feet. In shock, Luo Feng complained: "Brother Feng, why did you kill him? Brother Fan is useful to keep him."
Li Dafeng touched the blood splashed on his face with his hands, pointed at the headless corpse and shouted: "I won't kill him, are you still waiting for him to kill Brother Fan?"
Luo Feng sighed and said, "He deserves to die, but Brother Fan hasn't spoken yet..."
Li Dafeng snatched the conversation and stomped his feet hard on the ground: "I don't care about that much."
Luo Feng: "..."
Seeing that the two of them were arguing, Mo Feifan interrupted: "Don't say anything else, just kill me if I kill you. I guess I can't ask anything valuable from him. These killers should be trained outlaws."
When Li Dafeng heard Mo Feifan standing on his side, he immediately became arrogant: "Look at me, Brother Fan said I was good at killing."
Luo Feng was too lazy to argue with him, and then changed the subject and said, "Brother Fan, what should we do next?"
Mo Feifan had his fingers connected, as if he was confident: "Since we can't find them, let them come to us."
After the battlefield was cleaned, Mo Feifan and his party returned to the restaurant where they were staying. This was a three-story restaurant with more than 100 rooms on the upper and lower floors.
To deal with the difficult God in front, it is not enough to rely on these hundreds of people, so Mo Feifan transferred 200 people from Liujia Town.
In the Momen, more than 300 brothers came to Qiushui Town. In order to take care of each other and to give good instructions, Mo Feifan booked the entire restaurant.
This is a big deal, and the expenses of one day alone exceed 50 taels of silver. Fifty taels of silver are not a small amount for others, but for Mo Feifan, it is just a hair that has been pulled out from Jiuniu.
The rooms on the two floors below are where ordinary brothers of Momen live. The third floor is where Mo Feifan, Qian Shuyuan, Zhang Rao, Li Dafeng and other backbone forces live.
On that day, Mo Feifan was taking a nap, and suddenly someone knocked on the door. He opened his eyes, grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on his body, got up and opened the door.
Liu Xuefeng was standing outside the door.
Before Mo Feifan could speak, Liu Xuefeng whispered: "Brother Fan, a woman came down from the building. She said that it was sent by Mr. Hong Tonghong from outside."
"Oh," Mo Feifan yawned: "Have she said anything?"
Liu Xuefeng shook his head: "She didn't say that she wanted to see you."
"Bring her in," Mo Feifan changed his tone: "Where is Rao'er?"
"Sister-in-law, Miss Qian, Miss Cai went shopping. Oh, Lord Li and Lord Hou also went with him." Li Xuefeng added, afraid that Mo Feifan would worry about their safety.
With Li Dafeng and Hou Xiaobai protecting their safety, he would be much more at ease.
Woman, beautiful woman.
Her walking posture is not special, but it makes people feel that her beauty is so beautiful that there is nothing in the world that can be described in words.
She was wearing pure white and spotless gauze. Although there was no wind in the room, it made people feel that she would ride the wind at any time.
Although she was covered with a veil, she could vaguely see the outline of her face.
This person is thirty years old, but she doesn't look like she is thirty years old. Her breasts are so full and her skin is so white, which is simply more attractive than a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.