In the Freeman Bar, Zheng Yingjie looked at the sweet smile on Hua Yunfei's face and the intimate posture between Qin Mo and him, and the anger in his heart was completely uncontrollable.

Looking back at the two bodyguards behind him, Zheng Yingjie roared loudly: "Why are you just standing there? Come on, let me get rid of that man, but remember to leave a breath, I want to go to Concubine Hua Yun in front of him!"

Zheng Yingjie's face was full of ferocious smile, and his two rows of white teeth made people shudder.

The two bodyguards responsible for protecting Zheng Yingjie came to the call.

In addition to the two of them, Chen Jiu, who was stationed in the Liberty Bar, also heard the sound.

"This is the Zheng family's young master. If we can please him this time, maybe our chance to make a fortune will come!"

The bar security guard pushed his companion and said excitedly: "It's just today, it depends on whether you can seize the opportunity."

There were obviously many people who thought the same, so after Zheng Yingjie gave the order, nearly twenty people rushed towards Qin Mo.

The momentum was huge and powerful. The few drinkers left in the Liberty Bar quickly stood up and fled from the bar, without even the courage to watch the fun.

As the saying goes, the city gate has caught fire and the fish in the pond are affected. They don’t want to be accidentally injured because of watching the fun.

"Who are you going to mess with? You want to mess with the Zheng family in Jiangcheng. Your death is coming!"

A trace of coldness flashed in the eyes of the bar security guard in front, and the rubber stick in his hand hit Qin Mo's forehead hard.

Behind him there were more than a dozen companions who were about to rush up to beat Qin Mo!

"The mantis arm is in a chariot."

Facing the fierce crowd, Qin Mo gently placed Concubine Hua Yun on the chair beside him, his eyes were plain, and he slowly spit out these four words.

The first move of Xuantian’s battle - the music of breaking the formation!

Qin Mo's eyes were cold and without any hesitation, he directly used the most powerful tactics in the Xuantian Divine Art.

Although with his current physical strength, he could not bear the huge energy of the Xuantian War, after witnessing the tragic situation of Concubine Hua Yun, Qin Mo had no time to think about this.

With five fingers forming claws, Qin Mo faced the rubber stick that was about to hit his head, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he grabbed the rubber stick with one claw.

"puff!"

A dull sound rang in the Liberty Bar.

The high temperature attached to Qin Mo's palm directly melted the rubber stick into hot glue, and all fell on the security guard's neck.

"ah……"

The security guard screamed and almost shouted out his soul.

But this is just the beginning!

Qin Mo's fingers did not stop at all. After melting the rubber stick, he directly pinched the security guard's throat.

The sound of flesh being roasted instantly spread, accompanied by the burnt smell spreading in the bar.

Qin Mo's eyes were slightly cold, and his fingers were pressing hard, directly crushing the security guard's throat!

One person... died.

The second style of Xuantian’s battle - Sword-step song!

Qin Mo silently thought about the battle in his heart, and pinched a sword technique with his fingers. Although he had no sword in his hand, he had a sword in his heart.

Qin Mo exerted force with his calf, and let out a low voice and pierced directly into the crowd.

Faced with the beating of more than a dozen people, Qin Mo not only did not choose to escape or fight and retreat to protect his safety, but instead rushed directly to the siege of everyone!

In Zheng Yingjie's opinion, this is simply a trap and seeking death.

"I will destroy him and give him one person a reward of 500,000!"
Chapter completed!