Synopsis: From the second kill Huashan smoke talent began to become stronger Chapter 322

Chapter 322

“I’m a little interested in that guy.”

The moment he heard these words, Hua Shan Yan understood Mo Wen’s purpose.

Judging from the performance of taking the initiative to find the five death row prisoners to fight, the martial artists who know Mo Wen all understand.

Mo Wen has the same hobbies as Yujiro Fanma.

Covet the strong and treat them as a delicacy.

Almost all martial artists in Tokyo have fought Mo Wen, especially Hanayama Fu, who was defeated twice under Mo Wen, and knows how strong Mo Wen’s strength is.

In his opinion.

Mo Wen, like him, was a natural strongman.

That’s why there is a desire for other similar wars, and because of this, Mo Wen has evolved to this extent.

Even Fan Ma’s blade tooth, who possessed Fan Ma’s blood, was defeated in Mo Wen’s hands.

Even the strongest creature on the surface, Yujiro Vanma, could not gain the upper hand when he fought him.

It’s clear.

This time, Mo Wen set his eyes on the guy behind the Yuan King Society.

Although Hua Shan Fu is silent, his naturally powerful physique can easily make people ignore his wisdom.

But in fact, Hanayama is very clever, and when the Fujiki group and its clubs gathered some time ago, he found someone spying secretly.

Plus the assassination on the street two days ago, and the tips given by Mo Wen.

He speculated that the guy who was secretly peeping must be related to the Genwang Society.

And the strength is not small.

Otherwise, Mo Wen would not be interested.

After figuring out the reason for the matter, Hua Shan Yan was still silent and said flatly: “I have no interest in who the person behind them is, but if that person takes the initiative to come to the door, I will not refuse.” ”

What he meant by this was that he didn’t mind Mo Wen’s intervention, but if the other party took the initiative to come to him, Hua Shan Fu.

He won’t refuse.

And the unspoken rule between martial artists is not to intervene in the duel between the two sides, which means that once the other party finds Huashan Fu first, then Mo Wen’s purpose of finding the person behind the scenes will fail.

After all, no one can take Hua Shan’s fist unharmed, even if the opponent can win, it is a miserable victory, and the strength is greatly reduced.

Mo Wen could not enjoy the battle in his peak state.

“Of course.”

Mo Wen shook the liquid in the wine glass, and then drank it in one sip.

He believed that when he appeared in front of the other party’s eyes, his eyes would definitely focus on him.

Because you are stronger and more powerful.

And that’s exactly what happened.

……

A room somewhere in Tokyo.

G.M sat in a chair, dressed in leopard skin, looking at the short legs of Erlang, leaning on the armrest and staring at the screen in front of him.

“Heck, is this the champion demon king of the underground arena, it seems to be a good man no less than Huayama smoked.”

A low, neutral voice came from the lipstick-coated mouth, and the thin corners of his lips curled in an indifferent arc, like the excitement of a hunter when he discovered new prey.

“It’s embarrassing, you say yes, puppy.”

G.M pulled over the rope at hand, and at the other end of the rope was a man of good shape who was stripped naked and kneeling on the ground.

The man had a collar around his neck, and it was this man that G.M was holding.

“Wang… Wang…”

The man’s whole body trembled, his face turned pale, and he lay on the ground and cried twice.

“Hehe, you think so too, when I came to Tokyo, I heard the name of Hanayama Immortal.”

“Immortal body.”

G.M narrowed his narrow eyes, and his face showed a trace of perverted twisted longing.

The face of the man and woman with heavy makeup and his short stature made anyone who saw him at first find it very funny.

But no one in this world dared to laugh at him.

Because those who mocked him died.

G.M., whose real name is Nat L. Nels, was born in war-torn areas of Africa.

As early as 20 years ago, he began to make a scene.

He led a group of guerrillas under his command and controlled the local warlords.

At that time, he was called ‘the strongest assassin in the world’.

Because the number of people who died at his hands is astronomical, so far there is no record of any previous convictions, not in any country.

That’s why he’s known as the strongest assassin.

All who dared to laugh at him would disappear from this world, and no one could find out.

“Immortal body, if I can crack the secret of the immortal body, I can…”

G.M looked at his hand, his tone was low, and his whole body exuded a sense of anger and unwillingness.

It was at this moment that an inbreathable air pressure permeated him.

The man next to him lowered his head deadly, as if a weak animal met a beast at the top of the food chain, and the powerless could only try to use ‘suspended animation’ to survive.

But the fear in his heart still made him tremble uncontrollably.

“Are you afraid of me?”

Noting the performance of the ‘pet dog’, G. M grabbed the collar around his neck and lifted him up.

Obviously only a three-year-old child-like size, carrying an adult man as if it were nothing, giving people a strong sense of discord.

“Wang… Barking! ”

The ‘pet dog’ broke out in a cold sweat, quickly shook his head and whispered, and even twisted his ass like a real puppy, selling his dignity to please the dwarf in front of him.

It’s all about staying alive.

“It’s really boring.”

Seeing that the man was so frightened that tears and snot flowed out, and even on the verge of incontinence, G.M put him down.

This newly trained ‘pet dog’ has only been playing for a few days, and it is not yet the time to like the new and get tired of the old.

G.M continued to set his gaze on the screen, Mo Wen’s photo.

He called up the information that was not heard of, and stared at it with long, cold eyes.

“Defeated Huashan twice, and also defeated Jack Van Ma, the son of God, and Fan Ma Blade Tooth, and even fought with Fan Ma Yujiro without falling behind!”

“Known as the demon king closest to the strongest creature!”

G.M’s breathing suddenly became rapid, and if he could obtain the genes of Huashan Fu and even Mo Wen, perhaps the study of immortality could be a big step forward.

Then his illness will also …

Immediately he made a decision, opened the communication, and contacted his men.

“The original plan remained the same, but one more was added to the list.”

“The champion of the Tokyo Underground Arena, the behind-the-scenes holder of the Moyun Investment Group, Mo Wen!”

“Let Guosong understand his situation first, and then make a preparatory plan, this matter cannot be lost!”

Ending the communication, G.M looked at Mo Wen on the screen with fiery eyes.

I originally thought that I was lucky to get a flower mountain smoke, but the genetic research of immortality may not be successful.

But one more unheard, then the project has a chance to be completed.

“If I can solve my physical problems, then even the legendary ghost, Lord Yujiro, I can… No, no, you can’t be rude to Yujiro-sama. ”

G.M struggled to control his breathing, but he found that when hope was at hand, even his strongest assassin couldn’t help himself.

So he casually grabbed the ‘pet dog’ next to him.

Click-poof!

With the sound of broken bones and exploding flesh, the ‘pet dog’s head slipped off his shoulder.

The headless corpse sat stiffly on its knees.

A large amount of blood gushed out from the rotten neck under the action of internal pressure, staining the screen playing Mo Wen and the death row prisoner, and splashing half of G.M’s body.

“Phew – finally calmed down.”

G.M didn’t care about being soaked in blood, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, his expression returning to indifference.

But when looking at Mo Wen and Hua Shan Fu in the picture, there was still a flash of fire in his eyes.

……

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