Chapter 533 532. Liangkun Said that the Yan Family Should Shovel, so the Yan Family Must Shovel

The gunmen in the living room are all experienced in many battles and are good at fighting from the dead. They can be said to be the most powerful combatants under Wei Dongguo.

Even though these little brothers have families and a solid life, and are now less daring to fight, they are still a bunch of bloodthirsty wolves when faced with threats.

But what these bloodthirsty wolves have to face today is not the little sheep they bullied and exploited in the past.

Instead, the house was blown up for no reason, and a ferocious beast came with anger and murderous intent.

When people started to die in the living room, the feast of killing had already begun.

Perhaps he felt that it was not worth using the Holy Light to face these guys, or perhaps he was planning to relive the close combat in the past where victory or defeat was only a matter of seconds, and life and death could not be more than a hairline. This time, Mo Cheng simply used his physical fitness to fight. massacre.

The figure disappeared like a ghost. When his figure was captured again, Mo Cheng was standing upside down with a finger as a support, pointing on the spine of one of the gunmen.

The weight of the whole body is concentrated on one point, causing great pressure through this finger and transmitted to the entire spine in an instant.

Gra!

Gra!

Gra!

The continuous sound of bones exploding sounded more like the sound of some kind of firecrackers exploding continuously. The gunman couldn't even speak, so he collapsed to the ground.

As the gunman's body collapsed, water stains flowed directly from his crotch and an unpleasant stench emitted.

The moment all the bones in the spine were broken, the gunman lost all control of his body. When a person's spine suffers irreparable damage, his fate will be either "waste" or "death". Choose one

And many times, the two choices actually mean the same thing.

Thanks to Mo Cheng's micro-level control over his strength, the gunman was still alive even if his spine was completely destroyed.

This is Mo Cheng's kindness, or malice.

Let the gunman wail in infinite pain and die.

Mo Cheng's figure moved at a speed that exceeded the visual limit of the people present. At this time, he took the knife used for peeling fruit on the table, and then, based on his understanding of the human body's structure and its structure, he started The scene is late.

In the living room, a storm of blades blew up.

Every gust of wind is the sharpest and thinnest blade. They are constantly cutting everyone's flesh. The slices of meat cut by each knife are as thin as cicada wings, and even transparent.

How many knives have you gone through?

one hundred? one thousand? Or ten thousand?

These people don't know that they can only feel the pain given by Mo Cheng and wait for the arrival of death as relief.

Regardless of whether he is a so-called underworld tycoon or a new industrialist, there is only one path and one ending left in front of that peeling knife.

After the storm, only a dozen skeletons were left on the ground, wrapped in a thin layer of flesh and blood, and their internal organs could be clearly seen.

They lost all resistance and were unable to make a sound or close their eyes. The only thing they could do was wait.

Waiting for Mo Cheng's mercy.

Mercifully grant them a happy death.

But is this possible?

The answer is obviously no. Mo Cheng will never show any mercy, at least not to his enemies.

Moreover, compared to these guys who were almost dead except for being still alive, Mo Cheng was more interested in the duo of one black and one white who could still remain roughly intact in the living room.

At this time, both of their bodies were covered with a metal layer as thin as a shirt. The colored light from the metal layer circulated, forming a faint force field.

It was this force field that kept these two people alive.

"Illegal warcaster?"

Mecha masters need to be certified by the Earth Peace Organization and re-verified every three to five years. For people, the mecha master profession itself represents the fastest way to cross classes.

Therefore, it is extremely strict to obtain professional mecha master qualifications. At the same time, the peace organization even has laws that stipulate that it is a crime for people or organizations without mecha master qualifications to possess mecha masters.

The minimum crime ranged from life imprisonment to the maximum range of killing on the spot without trial.

But a lot of times, the more you try to ban something, the more loopholes appear.

So illegal mecha masters were born, guys who obtained mechas for various reasons and also broke the law and had to fall into disgrace.

There are strong and weak illegal mecha masters. The weak ones were killed as soon as they obtained the mechas, while the strong ones are still alive and even the Earth Peace Organization has not been able to deal with them.

Mo Cheng threw away the curled knife in his hand and sat on the sofa, "Go ahead and let me see if you are qualified to survive."

When he came to this world, he faced a local specialty profession for the first time. Mo Cheng also wanted to know what kind of mecha profession he could handle now.

"You cost us two million each."

The white man who was already wearing the mecha had a gloomy face. Wei Dongguo had already looked like this. In any case, the mission was considered a failure.

Moreover, Mo Cheng still killed someone in front of them. If he hadn't dressed in time just now, I'm afraid both of them would have ended up like Wei Dongguo.

"Stop talking nonsense and use your full strength." Mo Cheng pointed at Wei Dongguo and others aside, "Otherwise, your fate will not be any better than theirs."

Needless to say, the two mechas stretched out their guns from their hands and poured out direct fire, spitting tongues of fire in an attempt to tear Mo Cheng apart.

but……

With one hand, Mo Cheng's right fist could be seen glowing slightly, and then the fierce violence directly penetrated the two people.

No matter it was the force field device on the mecha that was strong enough to catch the tank's main gun's continuous fire, or the metal storm on the wrist that was strong enough to tear apart any non-mecha creation, they could not withstand Mo Cheng's fist even for a moment.

The purest and most terrifying violence completely broke out in the two people's bodies, destroying the last bit of their lives.

"The lowest [Shirt]-class mecha has the lowest defense and attack power. It has no phase transfer device, no anti-matter cannon, and it doesn't even have a space jump function..."

Slowly pulling out his arm, ignoring the two words about corpse, Mo Cheng walked up to the second floor and gave his final evaluation.

"It doesn't feel as threatening as the slimes in the sewers."

Walking up to Wei Dongguo, he pulled out his entire head and spine, ending his endless pain.

Walking upstairs, Mo Cheng casually flicked out a light point in one direction, and then the light point passed through the wall and fell on the forehead of the mistress of the house.

Then, she lost all vitality and lost her life without any pain.

"Hello aunt, it's our first time meeting you. I wish you a painless death."

For those who have not taken up arms, Mo Cheng will naturally show final mercy.

Then, there was only the last person left in the room.

Mo Cheng followed the direction of the life sensor, casually opened the locked door, and looked at the trembling figure.

"Classmate Wei Qiang, I'm here to let your Yan family shovel it!"

Then, Wei Dongguo's spine wrapped around his head, and Mo Cheng threw it at Wei Qiang's head at the speed of the universe.

With a bang, blood and brain matter exploded in the sky. Both father and son lost their heads and went to hell.

Thanks to [Nine-tailed Yanhu] and [Humans are really interesting] for their rewards

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