(This chapter is for Xi Jianghe, with a hint of stuff! There is another chapter at 17 o'clock, 20 o'clock.) "Seeking death!"
Jun Mo was furious and raised his hand to form a slap that was about ten feet in diameter, intending to smash the slap as big as a basin into pieces.
"Mo'er, hide away and let me slap this bastard to death!"
There was a sudden roar in his ears, Jun Mo's eyes narrowed, and he saw the old man and his father roaring almost at the same time, and slapped their hands towards the sky.
Just kidding, calling Jun Mo a little bastard is okay, what happened to his two old guys?
"My dear cousin, my dear nephew, please be patient!"
The air suddenly shook, and the attacks from the old man and Jun Tianfang were like stones, dissipating in the early morning sunshine, and the world became peaceful.
Jun Mo's expression changed and he watched seven or eight people appear in the small courtyard out of thin air.
"Cheng Jiu! Fang Qingxue!"
Jun Mo exclaimed in his heart. The sun was shining brightly in the morning. He could see very clearly that the leader was none other than Cheng Jiu. Behind him was Fang Qingxue in white. There were also seven or eight handsome young men in rich clothes and extraordinary behavior. They were twenty years old.
The left and right are very powerful, but they are all six or seven-star controllers. If placed in every county, they are all first-rate geniuses.
Unfortunately, these guys looked at Jun Mo with dagger-like eyes, and their bad intentions were obvious. Jun Mo snorted coldly and immediately crossed them all out of the list of threatening enemies.
A guy of this superficial level is not worthy of being included in his list of opponents.
"Don't be impatient for a moment?"
Mr. Jun raised his eyebrows and stared at Cheng Jiu fiercely: "Why don't you be impatient? I won't make a breakthrough for you. Just call me your cousin and I will forgive you! I tell you, you
If you dare to slap me on the head and let the bastard behind you talk nonsense, I will never be done with you!"
"Cousin, didn't my hands feel itchy after I broke through? Are you serious?" Cheng Jiu's face became a little unnatural.
"Your hands are itchy when you see me? If I were not here, wouldn't this Jun family be wiped out by your slap?"
The old man sneered: "Stop talking nonsense! Cheng Jiu, leave little girl Qingxue here to complete the bet with my boy. If you take these bastards and get out, I won't welcome you!"
"It turns out that the general gave him that palm! He became the emperor!"
Jun Mo suddenly realized it. Suddenly his eyes narrowed and he saw a young man in luxurious clothes and an arrogant face suddenly jump out from behind Cheng Jiu. He pointed at Mr. Jun and yelled:
"Old man, who are you? How dare you speak to my Third Master Uncle like this again and again? Kneel down, kowtow, and apologize. Otherwise, I will immediately ask my father to send troops to destroy your Jiang Anjun family!"
Everyone in the venue was shocked.
A cold light flashed in Jun Mo's eyes. This guy's aura was that of the guy who attacked him. However, Cheng Jiu was talking to the old man. How could this guy have the guts to show up?
Jun Mo's mind suddenly moved. He looked at the calm Cheng Jiu and then at the shouting young man. He immediately understood that this guy had indeed jumped out to cause trouble under Cheng Jiu's secret promise.
Damn it, what's the difference between this and when Zheng Zhengjiu stopped the old man at Jun's house and let Fang Qingxue kill him on the street?
Jun Mo felt extremely cold in his heart and looked at the boy calmly. History is repeating itself. How could I let you succeed? I will definitely beat you to the point where even your mother will not be able to recognize you!
"Hahahaha! Okay, okay, okay! You boy is brave!"
Mr. Jun also stared at the hairy boy blankly for a long time, then suddenly he looked up to the sky and laughed, saying three good words in a row!
"I have lived a hundred and twenty years, and you dare to speak to me like this. Boy, you are the first one. Tell me, who are you? Who is your father? Why can you let your father send troops to destroy me?
Jiang Anjun's family?" The old man smiled, very cruelly.
"What is your identity? Do you deserve to know my and my father's names?" The young man snorted coldly.
With the support of Cheng Jiu and the support of his father at home, the young man did not pay attention to anyone in the venue. Seeing the old man suddenly laughing, he was eager to show off in front of Fang Qingxue. He couldn't wait to snort and speak and do things.
, leaving no room at all.
"Fuck you! What kind of status are you? A person who can only rely on me and is worse than shit dares to come to my house and scream?"
Jun Mo suddenly jumped in front of the young man, swung his palm like lightning, and slapped the young man on the face in front of Cheng Jiu.
Jun Mo had already seen that this bastard was relying on Cheng Jiu. The old man and his father couldn't personally attack a junior like him, so he repeatedly used vicious words to force him. That's why he jumped out without hesitation and ruthlessly attacked him.
Beat up this mad dog who only knows how to bite!
Damn it, if you want to make trouble or fight, let's have a good time! At the same time, the bad breath that was previously suppressed by that shocking giant palm will also be released!
Anyway, I have already received the promotion tasks. If I want to defeat you bastards who are looking for flowers head-on, I will use you little bastards to take the first step towards promotion to the real flower protector!
The old man and Cheng Jiu were concerned about their face, so they took advantage of Jun Mo and showed off his blood-stained style!
"you you……"
The young man staggered after being slapped by Jun Mo. The corners of his mouth were bleeding. He covered his face and couldn't even speak.
Ever since he was a child, he has been the pride of heaven. How could anyone dare to scold him like this? In front of the girl he likes, he was scolded as a person who only relies on me and is worse than shit. He was even slapped in the face. How could this be so?
Remarkable!
"You, you, you, your mother! You are a gray grandson like you, a moldy thing all over your body, stinking of feces and urine. I hold my nose when I talk to you. Why are you still standing here? Why don't you get out of here? Get out of here.
I get out of Jun’s house!”
Jun Mo pinched his nose and rolled his eyes, not even looking at the boy.
"I am going to kill you!"
The young man's face flushed red, and he suddenly roared, jumped up, and volleyed into the air. He used his mental energy to form a big palm with a radius of about ten feet, and grabbed Jun Mo fiercely.
"Kill your mother!"
Jun Mo kicked out hard, and with the big simulated foot of his mind, he smashed the boy's big palm to pieces in the shocked eyes of everyone, and then kicked hard into the boy's crotch.
"Ouch!"
The boy screamed and flew backwards, rolling on the ground with his lower body covered and wailing.
At this time, Cheng Jiu and others were stunned, and several arrogant young talents felt a chill in their hearts and couldn't help but tighten their legs!
"Ah! Am I dazzled? Isn't this guy just a four-star control disciple?"
"Yes, Mr. Feng is obviously a five-star controller. He can catch this guy to death. How could he be kicked away instead?"
"Young Master Feng is careless. This guy is obviously a one-star control master. This is terrible. He was kicked in that place. It must be painful to death!"
"Nonsense! I'll give you a kick, won't it hurt? That bastard's kick is too strong, but don't make Wuchen's balls explode, otherwise you and I will be in trouble!"
"Oh! Yes, Third Master Uncle, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and save Master Feng!"
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"Ah! Wuchen, how are you?"
Cheng Jiuru woke up from his dream, grabbed hold of his big hand, and the invisible giant palm lifted up Wuchen's whole body. The new control king's mental power immediately poured into Wuchen's body, gathered in his lower body, and continuously repaired his injuries.
"Uncle Third Master, how are you? That thing didn't explode!"
"Yes, Uncle Third Master, you must keep his two eggs! Otherwise, none of us will be able to withstand Uncle Feng's wrath!"
…
The expressions of all the young talents changed. Jun Mo had been ignored by him, and everyone was concerned about Qi Feng Wuchen's two fallen eggs!