Looking at Mo Zhenting, covered in blood, none of the people in the Golden Leopard Hall dared to obey He Yichen's orders and stepped forward to kill Mo Zhenting.

"A bunch of soft eggs, what's the point of asking you for!"

"Give me that stick, I'll do it myself!"

He Yichen cursed in anger.

A man from the Golden Leopard Hall walked back into the car, took out an iron rod more than one meter long, and handed it to He Yichen.

He Yichen took the iron rod, smiled grimly, and raised the iron rod high at Mo Zhenting.

"Old guy, this is what you asked for!"

As he said that, the iron stick in He Yichen's hand hit Mo Zhenting's forehead hard.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

It is the sound of iron rods colliding with bones and blood.

Bright red liquid splashed out.

Mo Zhenting's head was opened on the spot.

His body shook several times, his eyes became blurred, and blood flowed down from his head like a stream.

But with the last little willpower, he still did not fall.

"Damn! This old guy has a very hard bone!"

Seeing that He Yichen had done it himself, Dao Shisan was eager to show himself.

He cursed angrily, then snatched the sword from the hand of a big man next to him, and then headed straight for Mo Zhenting.

Puff!

The sharp tip of the knife pierced Mo Zhenting's abdomen again.

Blood gushed out again.

Dao Shisan didn't blink a moment, and with his right hand exerted force, he pulled out the mountain knife.

Half of the blade body was stained red by Mo Zhenting's blood.

One of the big men saw that their heads, Thirteen, had to take action, and quickly stepped forward, stretched out his big feet and kicked Mo Zhenting directly in the heart.

After two heavy blows, Mo Zhenting could no longer hold on and fell to the ground with his back.

Blood kept flowing out of his mouth.

However, he still took a breath and refused to close his eyes.

"Mr. He, this old thing is only breathless, and it will die in a while."

"I called the banquet and urged me. You won't dare to start the banquet until they are done. Let's go quickly and don't get into the bad luck of this old guy."

Dao Shisan glanced at Mo Zhenting on the ground, and then said to He Yichen.

"Okay, go."

He Yichen took out a tissue to wipe his hands, got in the car and left.

As for the big men who were hacked to death by Mo Zhenting, they had no time to take care of them.

After He Yichen and others walked for a while, Mo Han drove over.

When she saw the scene with blood flowing, her pretty face was so scared that she was pale.

After getting off the car, she soon found Mo Zhenting lying on the ground.

At this time, Mo Zhenting was lying straight on the ground, his body and the ground around him were all stained with blood.

"dad!"

Mo Han shouted at the top of his lungs and rushed over.

When she saw Mo Zhenting being stabbed twice in the stomach, her intestines were almost flowing out, and she suddenly felt like she was about to explode.

"Dad, how are you? Are you okay?"

"I'll take you to the hospital now! No, I'll call 120 and let them come and save you immediately!"

"Dad, don't sleep. If you hold on for a while, the enemy has left and we are saved."

Mo Han knelt in front of Mo Zhenting, crying in panic, while picking up his cell phone and calling for help.

At this time, I heard Mo Zhenting say weakly: "Xiaohan, I'm almost out of here. Don't call me, let me finish my words first."

"No, no, dad, don't say stupid things! Hold on for a while, I'll have someone come to save you now!"

Mo Han shook his head desperately and said with tears flying.
Chapter completed!