Super Wealthy Slap in the face System

C186 Mo Shang the Lightning Mutant



C186 Mo Shang the Lightning Mutant

Ye Weiyang's imposing manner was like the king of darkness.    

    

Yang Qianhu also went up to greet him. As the boss of Green Forest Street, his strength was still extraordinary.    

    

The two of them collided. Their fists and claws collided, producing a dull sound.    

    

The surrounding people all hid to the side, not daring to get close. The collision between the two experts scattered to the sides. Everyone's expression was solemn, and their eyes revealed shock.    

    

Usually, Ye Weiyang and Yang Qianhu would mind their own business, and they had never faced each other head on. They were all showing off on the streets with a tacit understanding. It wasn't that they didn't want to offend each other. It was because the two of them had fought in secret and their strength was equal that they reached an agreement.    

    

Today, the contest between the two had unfolded on the surface. Ordinary people would be frightened if they saw it.    

    

When the people from the Martial Arts Realm saw this scene, they started to think about their strength in their minds.    

    

Ding Hao's eyes were slightly fixed on Ye Weiyang's movement. This Qi was somewhat unusual.    

    

"Could it be that he is also a superpower possessor? But why would he dare to use it so brazenly? Isn't he afraid that the people of Martial Arts Alliance will come and capture him?" Ding Hao was puzzled and said to himself.    

    

Yang Qianhu's facial expression changed slightly. As a martial artist, a punch could definitely smash a steamed bun to pieces, but when it came into contact with Ye Weiyang's claw, it was as if he had hit an iron plate, and his arm began to feel numb. His palm felt itchy.    

    

When he lowered his head and looked at his palm, a scar suddenly appeared in his eyes. Bright red blood flowed out of his palm and dripped to the ground.    

    

"You... How did you do it?" Yang Qianhu's pupils contracted and his face turned pale. His voice trembled as he spoke.    

    

"Me? I am no longer the Ye Weiyang of the past. From now on, I will protect Qing Lin Street. Hand over the Flying Rat and I will let bygones be bygones." Ye Weiyang said with a cold smile on his face.    

    

Yang Qianhu's figure retreated rapidly. His eyes revealed a complicated expression. The power contained in that strike was no longer something he could withstand.    

    

"Could it be that Ye Weiyang has some kind of fortuitous encounter?" Yang Qianhu thought to himself.    

    

"I'll give you three seconds to think about it. Either surrender to me, hand over the Flying Rat, or get out of here with serious injuries." Ye Weiyang's voice was cold as he shouted in a low voice.    

    

The expressions of the onlookers changed dramatically. They initially thought that Yang Qianhu and Ye Weiyang would have a fierce battle, but they didn't expect that Yang Qianhu would be defeated with just one move. Blood was still dripping from his palm.    

    

How strong was Ye Weiyang? This once evenly matched opponent was now above Yang Qianhu's head. It was truly a pity.    

    

A few years quickly passed in Yang Qianhu's mind, and he finally made a decision. He said, "I'm willing to submit, but I didn't catch the flying rat. If you want me to hand over the person, I don't know where I can find it for you. "    

    

"Really?" Ye Weiyang frowned and said in a deep voice.    

    

Yang Qianhu shook his head. His eyes showed a dim light. He helplessly spread his hands and said, "What I said is true. If it is true, why should I catch him?"    

    

"The Flying Rat is here. Follow me and you can see him." A voice with a faint smile sounded in the crowd.    

    

Everyone was stunned and turned to look at the person who spoke.    

    

They saw a man with a scar on his face slowly walk out from the crowd. He looked at Ye Weiyang with praise in his eyes.    

    

"Who are you?" Ye Weiyang asked with a solemn expression.    

    

"Your benefactor has changed." The scarred man said with a smile on his face.    

    

Ye Weiyang's facial expression changed slightly. There was a hidden meaning behind his words. The bottle of genetic medicine he had drunk was obtained from the Flying Sky Rat. Since that time, his body had started to change. It was only until recently that he had completely changed his body.    

    

Could it be that he was the owner of that bottle of medicine?    

    

The people in the bar were all confused, not knowing what they were talking about.    

    

Ding Hao's eyes swept across the scarred man and Ye Weiyang. He was even more sure of his previous guess. Ye Weiyang was a paranormal. To be more precise, he had recently become a paranormal.    

    

Ding Hao quietly pressed the alarm in his bag, then closely watched the changes in the bar.    

    

Ye Weiyang obviously did not trust the scarred man enough. He said in a deep voice, "Let me see the flying rat first. Only then can I believe what you said."    

    

The scarred man's expression gradually became gloomy, and he no longer had the smile from before. A cold voice sounded out from his throat, and he said, "In front of me, no one has ever dared to question me like this. I have already given you face. If you don't come with me... I will have to do it myself. "    

    

"Hmph, do you think I'm afraid of you?" Ye Weiyang said coldly.    

    

The scar-faced man had obviously lost his patience. He moved his body and disappeared from where he stood. A lightning bolt flashed from his palm and struck at Ye Weiyang's back.    

    

A series of movements were made in the midst of sparks and sparks. Many people on the scene only felt that it was unbelievable, but they didn't see what had happened.    

    

In the next moment, Ye Weiyang wanted to fight back, but unfortunately, he didn't expect that the man had already appeared behind him. His back suffered a heavy blow, and a trace of lightning energy rushed into his body.    

    

Ye Weiyang felt a little dizzy and fainted.    

    

"Boss!" The group of underlings behind him shouted anxiously when they saw Ye Weiyang fall.    

    

However, when the knife-scarred man turned around and swept his gaze across the group of people, everyone trembled. Their bodies couldn't help but tremble as they moved their feet backwards.    

    

"A bunch of motley crew. I wonder how long it will take for such a human to evolve." A trace of disdain flashed across the scar-faced man's eyes as he said.    

    

Following which, the scarred man walked towards Ye Weiyang. He stretched out his hand and lifted Ye Weiyang up, preparing to leave this place.    

    

Peng!    

    

A microphone flew out from the stage and smashed towards the knife-scarred man. As it flew, it rubbed against the air and produced a sizzling sound.    

    

The knife-scarred man frowned. A flash of lightning appeared on the palm of his left hand and the microphone was split in half.    

    

"Someone from the Martial Arts Alliance?" The knife-scarred man looked at the man on the stage and said in a deep voice.    

    

"You have good eyesight. The rest of the people have left the bar. This man is a heretic. This place is very dangerous." Ding Hao shouted at the crowd.    

    

Everyone was stunned at first, but when they heard the word heretic, some of them knew something about it. Their expressions changed drastically and they shouted, "Run! We can't stay here for long!"    

    

When a few of them left in panic, the rest of them did not know what was going on, and they followed him out.    

    

After a while, only Ding Hao, the knife-scarred man, and the unconscious Ye Weiyang were left in the bar.    

    

The scar-faced man casually threw Ye Weiyang to the side. A cold smile appeared on his face and he said, "Your face is very unfamiliar. You should be someone who just joined the Martial Arts Alliance recently."    

    

"From your tone, it seems that you are a big shot among mutants?" Ding Hao didn't mind and said casually.    

    

"You have good taste too. I am Mo Shang, one of the best among the mutants. How dare you appear in front of me alone? If you weren't stupid... You are self-righteous. In any case, you have no chance of winning against me. " The scar-faced man said with a sneer.    

    

"Is that so? I really want to see how strong you are. Those who once talked to me like this were all stepped on by me." Ding Hao said faintly.    

    

- The content came from [Migu Reading]    

    


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