Villain: Kissed By The Protagonist's Mother At The Beginning

Meng Lian was not just frightened to death, but when Jun Mo withdrew his legs from him, he smelled a faint smell of urine.

Jun Mo took a closer look and found that Meng Lian's pants had become wet, and the smell of urine was emanating from here.

"waste."

Jun Mo despised the powerful martial artist to the extreme. He was frightened to death and even pissed on his butt. There was no pride that a semi-difficult warrior should have.

Sure enough, the more a person disregards human life, the more afraid he is of losing his life.

Jun Mo smiled coldly and stretched out his legs to kick Meng Lian away to prevent the smell of urine from fouling his nose.

Seeing Meng Lian being kicked away by Jun Mo, Meng Jie quickly ran to catch him.

At this moment, he had not discovered that Meng Lian was dead.

After he caught the person and carefully placed Meng Menglian on the ground, he wanted to check Meng Lian's injuries, but he saw Meng Lian rolling his eyes and keeping a frightened face.

He shouted several times quickly, but there was no response from Meng Lian.

Meng Jie suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. He quickly reached out and put his hand on the tip of Meng Lian's nose. There was no trace of breathing. Only then did he realize that Meng Lian was dead.

"You actually killed Meng Lian."

"you wanna die!"

Meng Jie looked at Jun Mo with angry eyes, and his angry voice echoed through the night sky.

Meng Lian, who was his favorite brother, was his favorite brother, but now he died at the hands of Jun Mo. One can imagine the hatred he felt for Jun Mo in his heart.

"Don't get me wrong, he was scared to death, but I didn't have time to kill him yet."

Jun Mo waved his hands to show that he would not take the blame.

However, Meng Jie didn't care about this. He determined that Meng Lian died at the hands of Jun Mo. If Jun Mo didn't cut Meng Lian's skin, would he be scared to death?

The children of the Meng family around him were also furious looking at Jun Mo.

Although Meng Lian was cruel and murderous and treated his enemies inhumanely, he was tolerant and kind to the Meng family.

Especially towards the younger members of the family, he is extremely kind, just like a close relative, and extremely protective of their shortcomings.

Seeing Meng Lian being killed by Jun Mo, the Meng family disciples around him wanted to drink Jun Mo's blood and eat Jun Mo's flesh.

However, despite being angry, no one dared to rush forward to avenge Meng Lian.

Because while they were angry, they also had fear in their hearts.

Even junior Huajin warriors like Meng Lian were easily killed by Jun Mo. If they went up, Jun Mo would kill them like chopping a watermelon.

(Denuo) "Die!"

However, he just moved, and his two clan brothers were already close to Jun Mo.

"Pay for Meng Lian's life!"

Meng Jie suddenly became anxious, fearing that the two clan brothers would also be killed by Jun Mo, he quickly waved his palm to kill Jun Mo.

Meng Jie has become an intermediate martial artist of Huajin, but he has been there for many years, and with his fighting skills, he can definitely kill Jun Mo easily.

They were both intermediate warriors of Huajin, but they still didn't believe that Jun Mo could defeat Meng Jie.

They are the two remaining junior Huajin warriors from the Meng family.

The sharp Gang Qi clings to the palm, making it seem like it has turned into a sharp knife, making a swishing sound as it cuts through the air.

Seconds later, two Meng family warriors were seen flying backwards, coughing out blood.

Jun Mo sneered, and the majestic internal force in his body began to activate, and he quickly threw two punches with power invisible to the human eye.

Perhaps because of Meng Jie's roar just now, two gray-haired old men suddenly appeared next to Meng Jie.

After a moment, he raised his head again and stared at Jun Mo with wide eyes.

However, the two Meng family Huajin junior warriors who were in anger simply couldn't listen to Meng Jie's words. In their hearts, they only wanted to kill Jun Mo immediately to avenge Meng Lian.

The other one flew over the heads of the Meng family's children and flew toward the backyard gate.

"`"You actually dare to kill Meng Lian and seek death. "

Finally, it hit the hood of a car that was driving in. .

Meng Jie gritted his teeth and looked at Jun Mo.

One of them fell at Meng Jie's feet.

"This is the boy who killed Meng Lian."

"Dead, Meng Lian is dead," Meng Jie was angry and sad, looking at the lifeless Meng Lian on the ground with a painful expression.

When the two junior Huajin warriors heard this, their anger immediately shot up into their heads.

The two of them still couldn't accept that Meng Lian was dead.

Some people even thought of quitting because of fear and wanted to leave here, but when they saw Meng Jie, they felt slightly relieved.

"Come back quickly, you are no match for him."

"An ants dare to attack me."

"Brother Jie, what did you just say? Meng Lian was killed? Don't joke with us. As long as you are here, who can kill him? He is just unconscious now, isn't that the case?"

But after hearing Meng Jie's roar and knowing that Meng Lian had been killed, they finally couldn't sit still.

As soon as the two junior Huajin warriors appeared, they glanced at Meng Lian lying on the ground and asked anxiously.

The two of them shouted, and each used their hands as knives to slash at Jun Mo fiercely.

Seeing his two clan brothers killing Jun Mo, Meng Jie suddenly shouted anxiously.

The two of them were furious, and then they both waved their palms towards Jun Mo.

Although the two of them are just cousins ​​of Meng Lian and not real brothers, their deep relationship is no worse than that of real brothers.

"You must pay for Meng Lian with your life!"

Jun Mo is an intermediate Huajin warrior. Let alone two junior Huajin warriors, even if there are a few more, Jun Mo can easily kill them.

The two of them were practicing in the room just now, and they didn't want to come out. After all, with Meng Jie here, they could cope with anything.