The son-in-law of the first wealthy family

a moment.

A black commercial vehicle roared and rushed over.

Musheng looked over, and the black commercial vehicles drove towards Musheng one by one side by side. At a glance, there were eight black commercial vehicles.

This really called all the people in Pan Zhiwei's bodyguard company who could fight.

A row of black commercial vehicles stopped in front of Musheng, the doors opened, and nearly [-] thugs got out, all of them were big and round, wearing short sleeves, showing explosive muscles, their bodies looked particularly scary, and their faces were full of blood. Ruthless, they all looked at Pan Zhiwei without saying a word.

"Young Master Pan, is this the kid?" the brawny man in the lead asked.

"It's him, you kill him, no, don't kill him, take a breath, I'm going to kill him myself!" Young Master Pan knelt on the ground and shouted hoarsely.

The head of the strong man's expression turned cold, and he waved his hand.

"Bang bang bang!"

They all took out a bunch of big boxes from the black business car, threw them on the ground, brushed off the straw, and exposed the weapons inside. On one side were tools such as throwing sticks and short sticks, and on the other side were knives and shovels waiting for killing. Under the illumination of the street lamps, it shone with a cold light.

Everyone stepped forward, took out their weapons, held them in their hands, waved their short knives lightly, and made a sound of 'swoosh' piercing the air.

They all had sinister colors on their faces.

Pan Zhiwei looked at Mu Sheng with a grin.

There are so many people, all well-trained soldiers, and everyone has a weapon in their hands. Even if you are a martial arts master, you can't beat so many of them, let alone you are just an ordinary person with no power to restrain a chicken.

Wait, after Lao Tzu's people abolish you, I will kill you with my own hands!
Pan Zhiwei will never forget the pain of those two slaps. No one has ever dared to slap him like that, so his hatred for Mu Sheng has already been engraved in his bones.

The barbecue vendors on the side of the road ran away long ago when they saw this scene. Fortunately, this is a remote suburb with no people, otherwise passers-by would be scared to death.

"Do it, do it!" Pan Zhiwei shouted uncontrollably.

"Snapped!"

Mu Sheng slapped him, causing Pan Zhiwei to shut his mouth.

But this slap was like a signal to start a war. Everyone was stunned for a moment, followed by Qiqi waving the weapons in their hands, and rushed towards Mu Sheng: "Destroy him!"

Fighting close to each other will happen in a blink of an eye.

The moment everyone roared, the sturdy man in the front had already rushed in front of Mu Sheng.

"Boy, you are the first person who dares to challenge our entire company alone!"

The burly man sneered, and punched Mu Sheng hard on the head. The knuckles on his fist had sharp thorns. If he was hit by this punch, Mu Sheng's head would definitely be like a watermelon directly burst open.

"call out--"

The fist pierced through the air, carrying an extremely sharp killing intent.

This is for Mu Sheng's life!

Mu Sheng turned sideways slightly, dodging the murderous punch lightly, and before the face of the burly man could change, he found a sharp pain coming from his abdomen. He lowered his head and looked at the ground suddenly. Sheng didn't know when, the fist had landed on him.

Then, the next second.

He soars into the sky!

This burly man was directly thrown into the air by Mu Sheng, and then hit the ground heavily, knocking down a dozen bodyguards and thugs, who were struggling under the strong man's body, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Fuck, this guy has some skills, don't hold back, kill him!"

The burly man roared loudly.

Everyone didn't hold back their hands anymore, and rushed forward waving knives and other things. Behind them, people took out electric shocks, batons and other insidious things from their pockets.

Mu Sheng didn't retreat but advanced, his figure was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, rushing into the group of thugs and bodyguards.

One person and more than sixty people fought together in an instant.

Yang Fangfang stood far away, looking at the scene in front of her, feeling extremely nervous. She originally thought that Mu Sheng would be in danger. After all, there were so many people on the other side, she was ready to call the police at any time.

But looking at it, Yang Fangfang was stunned, her jade hand covered her small mouth lightly, her gaze seemed a little dull.

She had never seen such a graceful fight.

Mu Sheng raised his fists and stomped his feet, and every move he made was orderly, but every time he stepped forward, he was able to drive several people back, shuttled through the crowd in a smooth manner, without any pause, and rang in their ears. Yes, there is only a series of fist-to-flesh collision sounds.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Another six thugs were blown away by Mu Sheng, screaming and falling to the ground with blood all over their faces, looking extremely miserable.

A thug came sneaking up from behind Mu Sheng, but Mu Sheng seemed to have eyes behind his back, and without turning his head, he kicked the man backwards, kicking the man away.

The speed is swift and violent, and it is extremely spicy.

"what!"

The thug flew backwards, knocking down a group of people, and there was another scream of pain.

There were originally more than sixty thugs, but now surrounded by Mu Sheng, there are actually less than twenty.

Although they still maintain the formation surrounding Mu Sheng in the middle, the fierce color on their faces has long since disappeared, replaced by an unconcealable fear. Everyone held their weapons and dared not go forward any more. They even There is a feeling that it is not they who surround Musheng, but Musheng alone surrounds all of them.

Pan Zhiwei lay on the ground watching this scene, the expression on his face had changed from excitement to panic, and finally became a little numb.

Damn it.

There were more than sixty people, and all of them were strong and strong bodyguards who were mercenaries. As a result, there were so many people, did they not hurt Mu Sheng in the slightest?What's happening here?What an exaggeration!
Zou Junjie was also very surprised. He had imagined how Mu Sheng would be overwhelmed by the crowd, and then his limbs would be cut off, so he knew what would happen if he dared to provoke them.

But I didn't expect that Mu Sheng was so terrifying that he could knock down all sixty strong men with weapons by himself with his bare hands.

Even the first forty people were knocked down by Mu Sheng. Although the remaining twenty people were standing, could they still be Mu Sheng's opponents?

"How could this be, how could this be."

Pan Zhiwei kept shaking his head in disbelief. In this world, it is impossible for such a strong person to exist.

One against sixty?Is that human being!
This man, whom he had looked down upon at the Mo family, suddenly turned around and turned into an existence that he could not afford to provoke. This made Pan Zhiwei unable to accept it no matter what.

It's just a waste of a second-rate family, why should you compare yourself with yourself?
"Go up, go up, what are you doing in a daze, go up to me!" Pan Zhiwei roared.

Those people looked at each other, Mu Sheng glanced at each other.

Although they still held weapons in their hands, they no longer had the will to fight in their hearts.

Mu Sheng's figure, like the god of war, is firmly engraved in the depths of everyone's minds, indelible!