Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

Mo Nan was surprised by how obedient the Zheng family members were. He thought they would at least express their dissatisfaction.    

    

However, they were willing to listen to him. This was a good thing. Mo Nan was stunned for a moment and did not think much about it.    

    

He raised his head and looked at the guy who ambushed him.    

    

It was an old man with a kind smile on his face. Whether it was his aura or his clothes, he was no different from an ordinary old man.    

    

However, Mo Nan did not dare to underestimate him because they had just exchanged blows. His arms were still numb.    

    

"The Yangtze River pushes the waves back and forth. Little friend has such strength at such a young age. It makes me, an old man, feel ashamed."    

    

The old man said with a kind tone.    

    

Mo Nan did not like it at all. He waved his hand with a cold snort and did not say anything.    

    

"If you feel ashamed, go back and cultivate."    

    

"You're already so old, yet you still want to meddle in the matters between young people. Do you have any shame?"    

    

The old man narrowed his eyes. He did not immediately get angry, but his attitude seemed much colder.    

    

"Young people don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Didn't anyone teach you how to talk to the old man?"    

    

"Forget it. I don't want to interfere in your matters. Bad luck! I only showed up to say one thing. I owe this kid's elder a favor. Today's matter was done by him. No, later on, I will make sure that his elder discipline him well. I will also apologize for him like you. "    

    

"Young man, you should forgive others when you have to. If you don't want to kill him, then you'll have to get past me first."    

    

Mo Nan's face darkened when he heard that. A moment later, he raised his eyebrows and grinned hideously. "Are you threatening me?"    

    

"Whatever you think?" The old man frowned. He could tell from Mo Nan's tone that there was nothing he could do about it. He sighed.    

    

"I know you may not be convinced. Don't say that I, Old Qiao, am bullying young people. From now on, as long as you can withstand three of my punches, I will not interfere in today's matter. How about it?"    

    

The old man had been calm from the beginning to the end, and Mo Nan couldn't tell how strong he was.    

    

However, putting these aside, Mo Nan would not allow anyone to threaten him.    

    

Therefore, he shook his arm and drove the last trace of numbness out of his body. He waved at the old man with a gloomy expression.    

    

"Forget it. I don't want others to say that I bullied an old man."    

    

"Moreover, you dared to threaten me just now. If I let you leave just like that, where would I put my face?"    

    

"If you want to fight, then fight. Where did all the nonsense come from? If you don't dare to fight, then scram! Don't block my path of killing!"    

    

"You!"    

    

When the old man heard this, his face trembled and his face turned completely red.    

    

He could not remember how many years it had been since he had been scolded.    

    

Now, a young man who could practically be his grandson at his age actually dared to speak to him like this. Could it be that his temper had improved during these two years?    

    

"Ninth Master, this bastard is courting death. Why don't you fulfill his wish!"    

    

Luo Tao, who was quiet on the ground for a while, noticed the anger of the old man and could not help but laugh sinisterly again.    

    

"Shut up."    

    

Who knew that the old man, who had just become annoyed, would immediately turn around and glare at him after he finished speaking. Luo Tao recovered and shut his mouth in embarrassment.    

    

"If it wasn't for you, a little piece of trash..."    

    

The old man said in a low voice, a little flustered and exasperated.    

    

He could imagine that if today's matter were to spread, his old face would be completely lost in the circle.    

    

At the same time.    

    

Mo Nan impatiently waited for the old man to make his move. Suddenly, he noticed a Ancient Martial Warrior from the Zheng family quietly approaching his back. He said in a low voice with surprise in his voice,    

    

"Mr. Mo, I have thought of who this Ninth Master is."    

    

"If I'm not mistaken, he must be the Fong Laojiu who provoked a big family two years ago and had no choice but to hide."    

    

"This old man single-handedly killed a Ancient Martial Aristocratic Family , which caused many Ancient Martial Aristocratic Family to be terrified and furious. They started to hunt him down together."    

    

The Zheng family's Ancient Martial Warrior, whose face was covered, said in a deep voice.    

    

"Initially, many of the aristocratic families had already died. I never thought that they would hide in that so-called Luo family."    

    

"You should be careful. This old man's strength is unfathomable. To put it in a bad way. 'You're probably no match for him.'    

    

Mo Nan's originally impatient expression instantly turned serious. He knew that the Zheng family who had reminded him earlier had already shown mercy. Otherwise, he would not have been able to single-handedly destroy an entire family. At least, he would not be able to do it now.    

    

However, this didn't make Mo Nan retreat. Instead, it made his heart burn. He waved at the old man again.    

    

"Old thing, come here and die!"    

    

"Brat, you are courting death!"    

    

The old man who was still joking with Luo Tao felt a chill on his face. He arrived beside Mo Nan almost instantly. His speed was so fast that it left a series of afterimages behind. It made the Zheng family Ancient Martial Warriors who had freed up their hands feel apprehensive.    

    

What they did not expect was still behind them.    

    

They saw Mo Nan retreat at a speed that was not any slower than the old man. Just as the old man's charging speed slowed down, he suddenly stomped on the ground and raised his leg to directly attack the old man.    

    

The old man was calm when he saw this. His Qi sank. He took a horse stance and punched out.    

    

It was obvious that the two of them did not like the fighting style of defense.    

    

The fists and legs collided.    

    

Mo Nan staggered back a dozen steps before stopping. His expression was as gloomy as water.    

    

The old man, who had only swayed twice in his original position, stood firm. He waved his sleeves and sneered.    

    

"Ignorant kid, I will give you one last chance. Let me take the kid from the Luo family away. I will not bother you with the matter of you attacking me today..."    

    

He didn't finish his sentence.    

    

"No one can leave!"    

    

Mo Nan shouted again. The madness in his eyes gave Jiu Ye a fright. Then, he became angry at his own thoughts. Without saying a word, he walked in a strange manner. His figure flickered beside Mo Nan.    

    

Putting aside strength, speed had always been Mo Nan's forte. However, at this moment, he realized that he could not touch the corner of the old man's clothes.    

    

After more than ten rounds, he had been beaten up passively. Not to mention that the clothes on his upper body had become strips of cloth, there were red and swollen marks everywhere. It seemed that his injuries were not light.    

    

Even Mo Nan, who was enduring the beating, had to admit it.    

    

Jiu Ye's fist strength was extremely heavy. It was impossible to tell that Jiu Ye was an old man who had half of his body buried into the ground. Gradually, even the surrounding Zheng familys of the Zheng family could feel that he could not hold on for much longer. They were ready to save him at any time.    

    

At that time...    

    

Jiu Ye's body staggered. When his movements stopped, Mo Nan seized the opportunity and slapped his forehead.    

    

It was broken.    

    

Jiu Ye secretly exclaimed in his heart. Then, he didn't dare to take it head-on and retreated backwards.    

    

Mo Nan spat, mixed with blood. After his attack failed, he merely stayed where he was. With a cold smile, he stared at Lord Jiu, who had retreated with a flickering expression on his face.    

    

"Kid, enough!"    

    

Jiu Ye finally no longer looked calm and collected. He said with a slightly gloomy expression,    

    

"Do you really think that I don't dare to kill you?!"