Chapter 650: Assassination

Biquge EbookFREE.me, the fastest update of the hidden marriage day, tyrant addictive! latest chapter!
Hearing the draw, many young people were slightly disappointed.
Yunzu stood up and laughed, slap: "Wonderful and wonderful, thank you two leaders for giving us such wonderful discussions!"
Tan Yeluo also got up, and the waves of smoke circulated: "The leaders of the Soviet Union and the League of Mo are young and promising, and the kung fu is equally strong. It is really the joy of our Star League and Wu League!"
"Hey, in terms of youth, I can't compare to the youth of the Soviet Union."
Mo Weiyuan waved his hand and transferred the result of the game with a straight.
Indeed, he is thirty, how can he be younger than one less than twenty.
The people present laughed, Tang Hefei and others saw it, and they were dissatisfied, but the two allies said that they were tied, and it would not be good if they were aggressive.
Even Mo Weiyuan couldn't beat Su tea. In case she came to fire and let their old bones go up for a test, Cheng Deyue's encounter was still vivid.
One embarrassing point is enough.
Facing all martial arts figures, Mo Weiyuan said, "Today is a big day, so after the ceremony, we will put wine in the hotel. Modern society, we celebrate it in a modern way. Do you have any comments?"
"No no!"
"Of course not, what the leader said is what!"
"No, I'm going to the movies this afternoon..."
Su Cha smiled and looked at this group of people. If there was no interest dispute, basically the human nature of entering the martial arts was hearty. Everyone soon got up with a smile and prepared to leave here to hold a succession ceremony.
The leader's succession ceremony is not here. Su Cha and Mo Weiyuan are at the forefront, leading a vast crowd of people to go. Suddenly someone in the crowd lifts a hand, taking advantage of a gap between the people, a silver The needle threw out suddenly and shot towards the back of Mo Weiyuan's head!
The person in the middle suddenly felt that the airflow was wrong, turned around and saw a silver needle flying past, so fast that it could not be stopped, some people screamed in shock, "Master, be careful!"
Mo Weiyuan had a quick fight with Sucha just now, and his body was close to fatigue. The reaction felt not as sharp as usual. At this time, I heard someone reminding me that it was too late to turn back. The silver needle has reached the limit of one centimeter between the throats. , A pair of plain white wrists stretched out steadily, a platinum bracelet and bracelet above shined with a strange luster.
Neatly trimmed powder. Tender slender fingers, sandwiching the silver needle, Su Cha looked down at the person who shot the silver needle.
Mo Weiyuan's face changed drastically, looking at the needle's pupil shrinking.
When the needle missed, the man's face changed in an instant, and his hand flicked. Several silver needles shot out towards the crowd. The people were already prepared to avoid them. The scattered moments gave this person an opportunity. , He fled through the gap, Su Cha's fingers flicked, as if flicking at random, the silver needle between his fingers flew towards the man.
With a sneer, he didn't enter the man's neck, the man snorted, and his body fell softly.
The crowd was frightened, and Tan Yeluo first said: "Protect the Soviet Union Master and Mo League Master."
Someone immediately surrounded Su Cha and Mo Weiyuan, and others leaned towards the man.
Someone looked pale: "Yes... Minghe!"
Everyone looked at the person who spoke, who was crying with a sad face, facing Mo Weiyuan: "It's my Tang Men, lord, sorry!"
Mo Weiyuan's complexion instantly turned green, and his eyes swept to the Tangmen crowd in an instant.