Chapter 650 Assassination

Hearing the draw, many young people were indeed a little disappointed.

Yunzu stood up and laughed loudly, clapping his hands: "Wonderful, wonderful, thanks to the two leaders for giving us such a wonderful show!"

Tan Yeluo also stood up, and the mist flowed: "Mr. Su and Mr. Mo are both young and promising, and their kung fu is equally strong. It's really the great joy of our Star Alliance and Martial Arts Alliance!"

"Hey, in terms of being young and promising, I am not as young as the leader of the Soviet Union."

Mo Weiyuan waved his hand, borrowing a straight to transfer the result of the game.

Indeed, he is thirty, how can he be younger than a man who is less than twenty.

The people present burst into laughter. Seeing this, Tang Hefei and the others felt dissatisfied, but the two alliance leaders said that it was a tie, and it would be bad if they were aggressive.

Even Mo Weiyuan couldn't beat Su Cha. If she got angry and asked them to compete with their old bones, what happened to Cheng Deyue was still vivid in his memory.

It's enough to click once.

Mo Weiyuan faced all the martial arts professionals, and Langsheng said: "Today is a big day, so after the ceremony, we will serve wine in the hotel later. In modern society, let's celebrate in a modern way. Do you have any opinions?"

"No no!"

"Of course not, what the leader says is what he says!"

"No, I'm planning to go to the movies this afternoon..."

Su Cha looked at this group of people with a smile on the side. If there were no entanglements in interests, basically those who entered the martial arts would feel refreshed. Everyone laughed and got up soon, preparing to leave here for the succession ceremony.

The leader's succession ceremony was not here. Su Cha and Mo Weiyuan walked in the front, and when they were leading a large group of people to leave, someone in the crowd suddenly raised their hand slightly. The needle was thrown suddenly, and shot towards the back of Mo Weiyuan's head!

The person in the middle suddenly felt that the airflow was not right, and turned his head to see a silver needle flying by. It was too fast to stop, and someone screamed, "Leader, be careful!"

Mo Weiyuan had a great fight with Su Cha just now, his body was also close to fatigue, and his reflexes were not as sharp as usual. At this time, he heard someone remind him and suddenly turned around. It was too late. The silver needle had already reached his throat, the limit distance of one centimeter , a pair of plain white wrists stretched out steadily, and a platinum bracelet and bracelet on it shone with a strange luster.

The neatly trimmed pink and tender slender fingers were holding the silver needle. Su Cha looked calmly at the person who shot the silver needle.

Mo Weiyuan's face changed drastically, and his pupils shrank as he watched the needle.

When the needle missed, the man's face changed instantly. With a flick of his hand, several silver needles shot out towards the crowd. Everyone was already prepared to dodge, and the moment they scattered gave the man an opportunity. , he fled along the gap, Su Cha's fingers moved suddenly, as if flicking at random, and the silver needle between his fingers flew towards that person.

With a "chi", it sank into the back of the man's neck, the man let out a muffled grunt, and fell limply.

Everyone was frightened, Tan Yeluo first said: "Protect President Su and President Mo."

Immediately, people surrounded Su Cha and Mo Weiyuan, while the others leaned towards the man.

Someone turned pale: "It's... Minghe!"

Everyone looked at the person who spoke, and the person turned towards Mo Weiyuan with a mournful face: "I'm from the Tang Sect, leader, I'm sorry!"

Mo Weiyuan's face turned livid in an instant, and his eyes swept towards the people of the Tang Sect in an instant.