Mighty Young Master Clings to Her

0Seeing how Guying was being threatened, Yung Mo's bloodthirsty eyes became even more dangerous.    

    

"Eight more minutes!"    

    

A proud and cold laugh came from below once again. "I say young lord of the Ji family. Don't tell me you don't dare to come out? Haha! "    

    

As the threatening voice faded, complacent laughter was heard.    

    

"All Thousand Shadow Guard, listen up!" Yung Mo's cold and murderous voice was heard all of a sudden. Every step of his cold eyes was filled with killing intent and a chilling coldness.    

    

Yelang and Thousand Shadow Guard, who had already left the encirclement of bullets, tensed up and waited for Yung Mo's order.    

    

"Yelang, you lead the team. Nine people break through from the back and save Thousand Shadow Guard's members one by one!"    

    

"young lord, what about you?"    

    

When Yelang heard Yung Mo's words, he almost thought of what Yung Mo wanted to do. His eyes tightened.    

    

"I'll go out and meet them!"    

    

Yung Mo's expression became colder and colder. His handsome face, which was as sharp as a knife, was filled with a cold and stern death aura. Even though he was wearing a human skin mask, it was still indescribably cold and bloodthirsty. A bloodthirsty and murderous aura belonging to iron-blooded soldiers was released.    

    

Since this group of people wanted him to leave, he would go out and meet them. He wanted to see what their goal was.    

    

"No, young lord, your injuries haven't healed yet. Once you go out, they will definitely focus their firepower on you. It's too dangerous!"    

    

Yelang knew that young lord was trying to attract the attention of these people so that they could rescue Thousand Shadow Guard's brothers from behind. However, the price was too great. If young lord encountered any danger, how would they explain it to the others?    

    

Besides, there was also Young Madam. Yelang couldn't help but think of Young Madam. It would be great if Young Madam was here now. With Young Madam's strength and young lord's, it shouldn't be difficult for her to rescue Thousand Shadow Guard.    

    

"I will distract their attention. What you need to do is to save Thousand Shadow Guard's brother. Remember, safety is above all else!"    

    

Yung Mo's cold voice became a little colder, as if he didn't hear Yelang's words.    

    

After that, Yung Mo suddenly stood up from the hidden forest and ran towards the other side. His sudden increase in speed immediately attracted the attention of the people from the Green Dragon Hall below.    

    

"Look, there's someone there!"    

    

The Green Dragon Hall's men saw the figure in the jungle and suddenly shouted.    

    

The leader and the rest of the men immediately looked into the dense forest. When they saw a slender black eagle flash past, they immediately issued an order.    

    

"Shoot!"    

    

"Gunshots were fired at the place where Yung Mo had rushed past.    

    

The bullets were fast, but Yung Mo was even faster. He dodged the bullets in an instant with his strange and sharp movements. He rolled forward and instantly hid his entire body.    

    

Yung Mo hid behind a big tree, gasping for air. His pretty eyebrows were tightly knitted. He looked at the faint pain and blood seeping out from his waist, and his eyes could not help but reveal a gentle and bitter smile.    

    

It seemed like he couldn't fulfill his promise to this little girl. He didn't know if this little girl would get even angrier after he went back.    

    

Yung Mo couldn't help but sigh when he thought about how the little girl looked at him coldly.    

    

Yung Mo withdrew his thoughts and looked down through the gap in the forest coldly.    

    

He saw a small group of people searching for him.    

    

"Bang! Yung Mo instantly killed an eye-catching assassin in black underneath him. His attack was quick and ruthless, without any hesitation. After that, his figure quickly dodged like a cheetah.    

    

"Over there, quick!"    

    

Yung Mo suddenly thrust his spear and killed the assassin. One of the assassins in black was killed. It immediately attracted the assassins who were still searching around. They immediately sped up towards where Yung Mo had shot.    

    

Yung Mo's eyes hardened. He hid in the dark and watched the black-clothed assassins who were searching for him get closer and closer. The killing intent in his eyes became more and more sinister.    

    

"Kacha!"    

    

A black-clothed assassin suddenly passed by Yung Mo's heels. Yung Mo suddenly stood up and stretched out his hand to grab the assassin's neck before the assassin could find him. With a twist, the assassin's neck was instantly twisted.    

    

Yung Mo gently placed the dead black-clothed assassin on the ground. His footsteps became lighter and lighter, and he dashed towards the next black-clothed assassin that he could see.    

    

His attacks were fierce, fast, ruthless, and accurate. In just a few minutes, the few black-clothed assassins who had come to search him were all unconsciously taken care of by Yung Mo. They didn't make a single sound.    

    

In order to give Yelang and the others enough time, Yung Mo had to delay the attack of these people, so that Yelang and the others could have enough time to deal with Thousand Shadow Guard's brothers.    

    

The leader of the group couldn't help but frown when he saw that there was still no news from the people who were searching for Yung Mo after such a long time.    

    

"You, bring another group of people to take a look!"    

    

"Yes!"    

    

Receiving the order, another group of people raised their rifles and searched upwards.    

    

At this moment, Yung Mo was getting closer and closer to the area below. Hiding in the dark, he watched another group of people coming over. The dark light in his bloodthirsty eyes flickered. The wound on his waist had been completely torn open, and blood was flowing downwards continuously.    

    

However, in Yung Mo's eyes, it was as if he didn't feel it at all. His cold and sharp eyes were staring at the few black-clothed assassins who were walking towards him from the dark.    

    

At that moment, a sharp killing intent shot out from the bottom of his eyes, causing people to feel terrified.    

    

One step!    

    

Two steps!    

    

. . .    

    

Yung Mo kept counting the approaching footsteps in his heart. Until he could see the figures of these people, Yung Mo was the first to attack. Like a cheetah, he suddenly jumped out of the forest and fiercely rushed towards the assassins in black.    

    

The cold air hit their faces. It was extremely dangerous. When the assassins in black noticed Yung Mo, he was already in front of them. When they raised their guns, they kicked the guns in their hands to the ground.    

    

After that, a cold and eerie smile appeared on their faces. In the eyes of these black-clothed assassins, it was as if they had seen a devil from hell. It was frightening.    

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While they were stunned, Yung Mo suddenly attacked them. Each of his attacks was deadly, and he didn't give them any leeway.    

    

"Over there, quick!" The black-clothed assassin who was elsewhere heard the commotion and quickly attacked.    

    

Yung Mo's eyes turned ruthless. A heavy punch was thrown at the black-clothed assassin's temple. The assassin felt dizzy after being hit by such a powerful punch. The overbearing killing intent around Yung Mo's body turned cold. * Hong Long. . . . . . *    

    

"With a bang, the assassin fell heavily to the ground. At the same time, Yung Mo turned his fist into a palm and fiercely struck the assassin's spine. In an instant, the assassin's spine was broken into several pieces.