Chapter 223： This group of people belongs to me

A crowd of black masks knew that the people in front were not good. Although their faces were ordinary, the fierce eyes and powerful bodies hidden under that ordinary face could not hide from their eyes. They immediately guessed this. The group of people is the group of people from the outside world who specializes in managing their group of ancient martial arts.

Their figures did not stop at all, and rushed up to meet Zhen Hu and others, and the headed black mask said solemnly, "Break through from the front, and be careful not to leave the woman of the Hao family!"

The others nodded slightly. They rushed forward and dispersed, guarding the black mask carrying Hao Meng behind. As long as the first wave of offensive by the group of people in front was blocked, the black mask behind could take the opportunity to carry Hao Meng. Moe left.

However, the idea is beautiful, the reality is cruel.

Seeing the group of black masks rushing over, Zhen Hu, although his face was solemn, was not nervous. When the black mask in front of him rushed to about ten meters in front of him, he was about to lead his men to fight, but his sight was suddenly blocked. , He was taken aback, it turned out that there was someone who appeared in front of him somehow. His appearance was too abrupt. It not only scared Zhen Hu, but also scared the black mask who rushed forward. The black mask reacted, and the person who appeared suddenly lifted his foot.

The black mask couldn't react, and it slammed into the person's foot.

"boom!"

This foot seemed to be light and fluttering, but it contained extremely terrifying power. The moment the black mask was kicked, it showed that powerful sinking blow. It directly turned the black mask into a cannonball and kicked it out along the way. Three black masks were also taken. The four of them smashed into a ball, half a meter above the ground, and flew more than ten meters before rolling down to the ground. At this time, they had all lost their breath.

In the originally noisy passage, it was as quiet as a ghost. Everyone looked at the young man who appeared suddenly, even if it was stronger than Zhen Hu and the group of black masks, his faces were full of horror at this time.

Zhen Hu saw the boy's face clearly from the side, and was shocked immediately, shouting: "Boss's nephew?"

It was Mu Qiu who came here. At this time, he was still wearing the black suit he had just sang on the stage, not to mention hurt, not even a bit of dust was contaminated, and he was still holding the same in his arms. Little white unscathed.

With Mu Qiu's current strength, even the impulse and explosion produced by the jet falling from a high altitude can be completely immune, and ordinary bombs can't help him. At the moment when he felt the energy rushing upward under his feet, he had embraced Xiaobai and Mu Qingcheng in his arms, and instantly urged the chaotic power in his body to cover his body, but the explosion came too suddenly. , Although his chaotic power prevented Mu Qingcheng and Xiao Bai from being injured in time, it could not completely prevent the impulse generated by the explosion.

Mu Qiu's physique is inhuman and can naturally be immune to this impulse. Xiaobai was in Mu Qiu's arms at the time and didn't receive much impulse, but Mu Qingcheng was different. She was just an ordinary person and was receiving that impulse. Fainted at the moment. Mu Qiu walked out of the flames just now, but everyone around was running around in panic and no one noticed him. Then he handed his sister to the one in the front row who was crying and yelling his name. Girls.

When they saw Mu Qiu, their eyes seemed to have seen a ghost, but Mu Qiu was getting angry, but she didn't have time to chat with them, and after she let go of Mu Qingcheng, she chased them out.

This group of bastards, what are they doing badly, they just want to mess up sister's concert, and they planted bombs under the stage frantically. Although the scope of the bomb was not very large, and most of the audience were unharmed, the staff inside and behind the stage must have suffered a lot of casualties. If it were not for Mu Qiu's presence today, Mu Qingcheng, the queen of the entertainment industry, would have it. It fell on the spot.

His relatives are the most untouchable Nilin for Mu Qiu. Even in his current realm, he felt an angry flame burning in his chest at this moment, almost exploding.

Hearing the exclamation behind him, he turned his head and glanced at Zhen Hu, frowning slightly.

Zhen Hu hurriedly said: "My name is Zhen Hu, the second seat of the China Tiger Group, a direct subordinate of Chief Mu Xiao."

"Little aunt's man." Mu Qiu nodded, and then squinted at the black masks in surprise: "Since you are there, it means...this group of people belong to the ancient martial arts?"

"Yes, they have already caused quite a lot of movement in the outside world. We are here to stop and arrest them." While Zhen Hu spoke, his heart was turbulent. Although he was in the tunnel just now, his He still saw the scene of the explosion on the stage. He didn't see Mu Qiu being swallowed by the flames, but he was certain that Mu Qiu was on the stage when it exploded.

How did he survive such an explosion unscathed? Also... the distance from the stage to the passage is quite short, even if it is Zhen Hu, it takes several minutes to walk at full speed, but it is only a minute or so from the explosion on the stage, and Mu Qiu has already rushed. After coming out, and the powerful and heavy kick just now, he easily killed the four ancient warriors...

What is the origin of this nephew of the boss?

He had only heard that he was so tyrannical that he broke into the Beijing Military Region and made a big fuss. He actually thought that Mu Qiu was so tyrannical. From Mu Qiu's body, Zhen Hu could even feel an extremely strong and dangerous breath, and this breath is still there. Constantly swelling and getting bigger, the icy cold light that flickered from time to time in his eyes was almost like a real blade. Every touch made Zhen Hu feel shocked.

He didn't even dare to look at Mu Qiu again.

After hearing Zhen Hu's words, Mu Qiu sneered: "Just rest, these people are mine."

Zhen Hu was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't understand what Mu Qiu meant when he came to see him taking a step forward. Obviously it was only a simple step, but he instantly came to a black mask five or six meters away from him, then he clenched a fist with his right hand and punched out in a seemingly weak posture.

However, it was this seemingly fluttering punch that caused him to lift his feet off the ground as soon as he hit the black mask, his whole body bowed directly into a shrimp, and he was knocked out without a scream. Moreover, he did not fly forward, but flew upwards. Mu Qiu's punch did not use too much force in order not to make the scene too bloody, but he also embedded the head of the black mask in the ceiling, otherwise if he did his best With a punch, not only the black mask in front of him is dying, but the countless lines and people around him are also hard to escape.

In a blink of an eye, another companion was killed. They couldn't even see the trajectory of that companion flying out. They only saw Mu Qiu punching out, and that companion was shot into the ceiling.

At this time, Mu Qiu's cold gaze swept over again, and all the black masks shivered together, especially the one carrying Hao Meng, because he saw that Mu Qiu's gaze had locked himself firmly. . He didn't hesitate anymore, turned his head and wanted to run back into the venue. However, as soon as his front foot took a step, his back foot was frozen, because Mu Qiu, who was still about ten meters away from him, appeared like a ghost. In front of him, blocking his way. ,, ..