Chapter 118 (1/2)

Chapter 118: Stop Pretending

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio <i class="_hr">Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The hysterical Zhou Chongxuan seeman raised her brows, smiled mischievously, and taunted, “You shoot then You shoot then”

“You…”

Zhou Chongxuan gnashed his teeth and retorted, “Don’t think that I aether and end up in destruction”

“Stop pretending”

An apathetic voice came suddenly from the inside of the car It ithout any emotion, but one could tell that it was a male voice

A slender hand extended froxuan’s hand, unhurriedly Then, a youngster, with a delicate look of a young age, stepped out of the car He was not bothered by the surrounding attention that was gathered on him, and tidied his attire, as if there wasn’t anyone around

“You… Who… Who are you?

Zhou Chongxuan gazed at Mo Wen blankly, and was muddle-headed for a moment How could there be anyone in his car? Further is not in the car”

Mo Wen glanced at Gu Jing across his eyes After being busy for so long, still they didn’t find the person

“You…”

Zhou Chongxuan’s face changed suddenly, as some realisation dawned upon hi to shoot at Mo Wen Unfortunately, before he could lift up his hand, nurip of the gun Then, followed a clanking sound, heard as it dropped onto the floor

“Kill, kill hixuan instructed with a panic-stricken face, while covering the wrist that was bleeding

The surrounding bodyguards heard hiuns and were ready to shoot Unfortunately, they were too late in pulling their triggers

Mo Wen swung his hand casually, and several sparkles spread from him as the center The next moment, all the bodies froze, motionless for a few seconds, before all fell to the floor, one after another There was a nail pierced in between their brows, cold and shi+ny, with an overbearing aggression

The nail pellet was one of the hidden weapons, which was s a few hundred of them, as they didn’t take up much space, and were really practical

It ithout saying that the needle form of hidden weapons was smaller and her demand of the skills of the person who used them, or else it would be difficult for a needle form of hidden weapons to exert sufficient destructive power

A gust of wind blew past, as a silent force attacked Mo Wen’s back It was the xuan just now He was an ancientPulse realxuan’s safety at all times