Quick Wear: Another day when the villain is paying for it

"Ajing?"

Mo Jinghuai came back to his senses, concealed the emotions in his eyes, and smiled at Xu Ning: "It's okay, let's go."

"Okay." Xu Ning put away his worried look and followed his pace.

The top floor is a lot tidier than the downstairs, but only a little bit.

The conference room was filled with wine bottles, it was dazzling, and there was alcohol everywhere. It seemed that those old guys were celebrating here.

Mo Jinghuai's eyes fell on the bottle of wine, his gaze fixed, and his hand at the side quickly pulled Xu Ning's arm, and he backed away at an extremely fast speed.

The next moment, a strong flame broke out where they were, and the tile floor was burned black.

"You are quite clever, boy."

An old and mocking voice came into their ears, and an old man appeared in front of them.

The turbid blue eyes looked accurately in the direction where Xu Ning and the others were.

Since he could see them, the invisibility spell was no longer useful, and Mo Jinghuai waved his hand to remove the invisibility spell.

Seeing Mo Jinghuai's face, the old man narrowed his eyes and said with a click of the tongue: "I was wondering who it was, it turns out to be you, the survivor."

Facing that mocking look, Mo Jinghuai clenched his hands hanging at his sides into fists, and the veins on his arms became more and more obvious.

A warm and soft hand grabbed his big hand, slid into his palm through the fingers, and the small hand pinched him with a soothing meaning, but it inexplicably calmed the anger in his heart.

The old man then noticed the delicate and pretty girl beside him, and looked at her with narrowed eyes.

A cold light flashed by and the old man dodged in a hurry, but his arm was still injured.

The old man covered his bleeding arm, his eyes were blazing with fire and his face turned blue with anger.

Mo Jinghuai said in disgust: "Close your dog eyes!"

He summoned his own natal sword and rushed forward in a flash.

The old man reacted very quickly and used the crutch in his hand to resist. Mo Jinghuai's eyes became stern, and he exerted force with his hands. With a click, the crutch that was infused with spiritual power instantly broke into two pieces.

The old man's pupils shrank, and he dodged backwards in panic. Mo Jinghuai attacked as fast as lightning, kicking him in the abdomen with one leg.

Xu Ning flashed behind the old man at an extremely fast speed, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the sword in his hand pierced into his body without hesitation.

"Uh……"

The old man stared in disbelief.

At this moment, the sword in Mo Jinghuai's hand in front of him also sank into his body with a "whoosh".

"puff--"

Blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, but the old man laughed, staring at Mo Jinghuai with a fierce look in his eyes:

He laughed grimly: "Hahaha, it's no use for you to kill me. Those people you protect will never survive!"

They had made a plan long ago. He stayed behind to stop them, while the rest of the people attacked the Huaxia Kingdom.

No matter how powerful humans are, they can never defeat them, and what awaits them will be supreme glory!

"Dream!"

Mo Jinghuai looked at him coldly and stabbed his body with the sword in his hand.

*

Not only do they have a plan;

Xu Ning left his dragon guards behind to surround the Huaxia Kingdom, and jointly developed the spiritual power missile with the country's military special personnel.

The spiritual power between heaven and earth is condensed to make missiles, which can navigate to the target at any time, never miss the target, and are small enough to be held in one hand.

So...

While other countries were still struggling, Chinese soldiers were riding dragons, holding spiritual power missile launchers, and each of their weapons was accurate. It was like a real-life monster-killing game.