
Mo Lian who was flying in the sky of Chengdu City returned to pick up her mobile phone, she searched for the name listed on the contact and then contacted him.
Not long after, the phone call was connected.
"Hello Ong Hei Yun. If you are in Chengdu City, please bring some police or Dragon Fearing Troops to Meiliafei Company. Someone attacked my company, and it looks like they are from the Black World Organization!"
"Seben—"
Mo Lian hung up the phone call before Ong Hei Yun could answer. Actually Mo Lian did not really need the help of others to solve this problem, only it would be troublesome if things happened that were not desirable. It looks like he killed the guy who attacked the company, and then he was the suspect.
But if there is Ong Hei Yun or Dragon Taring Forces who know about the Black World Organization. He did not have to worry anymore if he had to show his strength and slaughter the people who attacked his company.
Three minutes later, he had arrived at the sky of the Meiliafei Company. Seen on the front page there is a box car without a license plate, he circulated his consciousness throughout the company. When he opened his eyes, his murderous lust returned.
Mo Lian landed right in front of the company door. When he landed, a siren sounded behind him, he turned his head, seen several police cars led by people he knew, Ong Hei Yun.
"It's also fast for you" Mo Lian said staring at Ong Hei Yun.
"of course. When you gave me the news, I was not far from here." Ong Hei Yun nodded his head.
Mo Lian nodded her head, she turned around and walked towards the entrance of the company.
The young man in police uniform ran over to Ong Hei Yun, then pointed at Mo Lian who was walking over. "Captain! Why don't you stop it—"
Ong Hei Yun raised his clenched hand as a sign of silence. "Am I, an Intermediate-stage Wu-Zong able to stop a Wu-Dan?"
"Wu-Wu-Wu-Wu-Dan?" The young man widened his eyes wide.
Ong Hei Yun ignored the shock of his subordinates, he walked over to Mo Lian with the loudspeaker in his hand.
Ong Hei Yun raised the loudspeaker that was in his right hand and gazed towards the entrance of the company. "The armed forces inside the building are requested not to take any action that could endanger the lives of innocent people. If you can make sure there are no casualties, we'll do whatever you want."
"What do we want? Ahaha! Then we want the recipe for the Pingyuan Pill Fluid. Can you give it to him? All of them here said they didn't know anything about the recipe, and one of them spoke up if the person who knew it wasn't here!"
Mo Lian took the loudspeaker from Ong Hei Yun's hand. "I am Mo Lian, the one who knows the recipe for the Pingyuan Pill Fluid. Open the door, and let me in."
From inside the building there was no reply for a while. After waiting for a few minutes, another reply was finally heard using the loudspeaker, "You entered alone. Don't bring anyone, otherwise I'll kill one of the people here!"
Mo Lian nodded her head, she handed the loudspeaker to Ong Hei Yun. Then walking towards the company door that had been opened, when about to enter the building, his entire body was searched. When it feels safe, then he is allowed to enter the company building.
When it reached inside, Mo Lian turned her head around. Many of the guests were sitting on the floor with their bodies trembling in fear, some of them were also lightly injured. He turned his eyes back, when his anger peaked again when he saw a young woman who was seriously injured, whose shoulder continued to bleed.
The young lady was his younger sister, Mo Fefei. It seemed like the wound was obtained from the shot of someone who realized that Mo Fefei was calling him earlier. Not only that, he also saw a woman who was no less beautiful, that person was his mother, Su Jingmei, on his face was a scuff wound like a slap.
Mo Lian's face blackened with anger, she raised her right hand pointing at the two women. "Who of you hurt those two" he asked in a heavy tone.
"Why are you asking me something unimportant!" shouted the man who was holding a long-barreled firearm of TrackingPoint Guns type, and was wearing all-black clothes and wearing a face cover.
"Don't ask too many questions! Quickly tell me the recipe!" another shouted while putting the Desert Eagle Mark XIX Pistol on Mo Lian's head.
Not only that, the other two people on guard also walked over and pointed similar pistols at his mother and sister.
Seeing that, Mo Lian lowered her head while clenching both of her hands. "Download your weapons from those two men. If not—"
"If it's okay?!"
Mo Lian let out a long sigh, she moved her legs slightly. Instantly he disappeared in the empty air from everyone's sight, and reappeared right behind his Mother and Sister, but also stood in front of the two people holding firearms.
Mo Lian waved both hands at the two people. They both fell on the floor with fresh blood running down their necks.
This happened very quickly. When everyone had regained consciousness, shouts rang out from the guests who saw blood flowing. As for the attackers who numbered 30 people, they swiftly all pointed their firearms at Mo Lian.
"Groan!"
"Kill him! He is a fighter!"
Dor's! Dor's! Dor's!
Guests who saw this widened their eyes wide, some of them took out their hidden cellphones, and started taking videos of what was happening before their eyes.
"Di-Di-He's a Wu-Zong. Da- From his abilities, it seems like he almost reached Wu-Dan. Hurry up, call the elder!"
"Ba-good!" answer one of them, then run out of the building.
But what they did not know was if the conversation inside the building was heard by Ong Hei Yun. And of course Ong Hei Yun ordered his subordinates to go away, and for him himself intercepted the person who had just come out from inside the building.
Mo Lian raised another open hand. Then he clenched it like he was catching something. Instantly, the bodies of the 27 people who fired stiffly could not be moved. Mo Lian tightened the grip of her clenched fingers, then there were rough cracks from the twenty-seven people, signaling that the bones of their bodies were broken.
Mo Lian pulled out her right hand, then shook it hard, and the people whose rigid bodies were thrown smashed into the glass wall to pieces.
Not stopping there, he walked to the exit. But just as he stepped up, he stopped and turned to look at Mom and Her Brother, he pointed his right palm at the two of them. Instantly a transparent blue-colored spiritual energy enveloped the bodies of the two of them, and the injuries they suffered gradually improved.
"Mother, Fefei. You guys wait here." Mo Lian smiled gently at the two, then she turned around and walked towards the exit. Every time he stepped up, a powerful aura shot out from his body, the floors of the building that were supposed to be sturdy became a gentle 'know' when on his gaze.
Mo Lian who had arrived outside the building again circulated her gaze, seen dozens of people tumbling on the ground trying to get back up. Of course he who saw it did not stay still, he raised his hand into the air, then swung it vertically down.
Instantly, the dozens of gunmen fell back on the ground, all of them feeling that a mountain was pressing down on their bodies. They all tried to stand up, yet were unable to move their bodies even for a single finger. Nah! Not even a single hair moved.
"Aarrgghh!" Dozens of people cried out in pain as their bodies were suppressed by the invisible powerful energy.
Mo Lian did not forgive them, she pressed her hands down again, which made the aura of pressure on the dozens of people even stronger and heavier.
Dozens of people who felt the pressure getting heavier were almost unconscious, some of them had lost their lives with a state of body concern. Whether it was his body shattered, his head broke.
Instead of stopping, the pressure Mo Lian made was getting stronger. But when everyone was almost killed, a voice echoed from inside the box car.
"Young people. You're too much, can you stop, or you'll accept the consequences of—"
"Whisper!" Mo Lian punched the empty air in front of him, the friction between the punch and the surrounding air making a high pressure. The high-pressure air shot sharply towards the box car, then the car exploded just like that with a fire that soared.
From inside the box car jumped a middle-aged man who was dressed not much different from dozens of armed men, only that he was not wearing a face cover. The middle-aged man had an incision wound on his face, from his forehead to his right cheek.
The middle-aged man who was hovering between the earth and the sky stared intently at Mo Lian. "Young people. How dare you attack me while I'm talking! You are indeed very talented at the age that is now at the level of Wu-Zong Late stage. But you won't be able to beat— Arrgghh!"
Out of nowhere Mo Lian had arrived in front of the middle-aged man, she gripped tightly onto the middle-aged man's jaw and pulled her opponent's left hand so hard that a crisp sound could be heard. Which signified that the lower, and upper arms of the middle-aged man called the Elder had been severed, and showed fresh blood rushing over.
"Only a Wu-Dan Intermediate stage dared to be arrogant before Wu-Sheng!"
"Wu Wu-Wu-Sheng?" The middle-aged man widened his eyes. "Ti-No way!"
With Mo Lian's jaw gripped, the old man glanced at the bushes not far from the company building. "Tem-Shoot."
Mo Lian turned her head to look at the direction the middle-aged man was looking at. It was seen that the person wearing the same uniform was carrying an RPG on his shoulder and aiming at Mo Lian.
"Ti-No way you're a Wu-Sheng! I'm Elder Ping, will take you with me to Hell." said the middle-aged man in a hoarse voice.
Bang out! Wush! Duarr!
The RPG fired right at Mo Lian and Elder Ping. A huge explosion was seen in the sky of the company parking lot, the guests who were out of nowhere opened their eyes wide when they saw Mo Lian being hit by an attack.
Su Jingmei and Mo Fefei were also unable to contain their cries, the two of them were sitting limp on the ground with blank looks staring at the road. Even the Qin Family who did not know from when they had come, bringing along the military members also could not help its shock upon seeing Mo Lian get hit by an RPG attack.
When all hope had been lost, and some sobs could be heard. Suddenly in the sky that was still covered by thick black smoke, there came a voice that was very familiar to Su Jingmei, Mo Lian, Qin Nian, Ong Hei Yun, and the Qin Family.
"Do you think that only with a toy gun can those kids kill me?"
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