Mo Yuantu held the found information tightly in his hand and said through gritted teeth: "Tenderness!"

"This embryo-killer!"

"This evil executioner! A killer who works hard at the cashier, and his name is actually Wenwen! Where is his face?"

"There is news that all the disciples outside the Supreme Mountain are hunting down Jun Tianshou's killer Wen Wenwen! I want to live!"

Mo Yuantu bit his lip and drew blood: "I want to make this tenderness impossible for me to live or die!"

"let's go!"

The three of them filed out.

Mr. Zhou struggled to get up on the bed: "Sir!"

Mo Yuantu seemed not to hear and strode out.

Lao Zhou's face showed despair, but at the corner of his mouth, there was a vicious smile.

boom!

Mrs. Mo, who was walking at the end, casually slapped Lao Zhou on the chest with a sharp blow.

There was a look in Lao Zhou's eyes that said, "Sure enough," but he still squeezed out the last few words: "...have mercy!"

With that soft popping sound, Lao Zhou's entire body exploded from between his chest and abdomen, turning into a bed full of minced meat.

Mo Yuantu turned around and sighed slightly.

"You promised not to do anything to him, but I didn't promise anything." Mrs. Mo's face was as cold as frost.

"It would be better to die."

Mo Yuantu nodded lightly: "Just please don't touch his family anymore."

Mrs. Mo remained silent, but a sharp look flashed in her eyes.

Mo Yuantu didn't say much.

If Lao Zhou dies, then he will die.

He didn't feel the resentment in his wife's heart, so there was no need to argue with his wife over an outsider.

However, none of these three people noticed the last moment when Lao Zhou struggled on the bed, looking at Mo Yuantu's back gradually despairing, and there was something strange about it!

Lao Zhou has been with the Mo family all his life, so he naturally knows the character of Mo Yuantu and his wife very well. He knows that he will not escape death, and even his own children will not be spared.

Failure to protect him resulted in the death of the young master. This crime is too big.

If Mo Yuantu and his wife are willing to let them go, they will definitely work as cows and horses for the rest of their lives, without any second thoughts.

Unfortunately, Mo Yuantu and his wife are not that kind of people.

Therefore, in his explanation, he kept what he considered to be extremely important clues.

This is also his guess, that is, this "gentleness" may not be simple.

Because everything that night, from beginning to end, was planned by one person, from the high-level warrior's Qi sensing at the beginning to the step-by-step sniping, it was all full of knowledge.

It seemed that Mo Zhengdao was just a plan to kill Mo Zhengdao, and he and Mo Xiaoyu were just a disaster, but if you think about it in detail, Wen Wenwen was not the last killer!

This is very important, absolutely important.

The two people may have a bond, but the ones who killed Mo Xiaoyu and Mo Zhengdao were really two people. From this, we can draw a conclusion that the organizer may be gentle, but there is also a very powerful protector beside him, and

The ultimate goal of Wen Wen's plot is to kill Mo Zhengdao and complete the mission of Jun Tianjian.

But how can a person who is so good at planning and has such a strong supporter have no origins at all?!

It is very possible that someone from a high-profile sect, or even... a hidden sect, is playing a big game of chess, and such a force may not be inferior to the Supreme Mountain!

If Mo Yuantu and his wife spared him, or even killed him and spared his family, he would tell all his guesses, but Mrs. Mo remained silent, with murderous intent leaking out. There was no change in the matter, and he and his family

Little ones can't escape death.

Mo Yuantu and the others didn't know what was going on, so they acted angrily, even if they succeeded in retaliating, they really killed Wen Wenwen.

It may also trigger countless troubles in the future, and what is more likely is that if they fail to take revenge, they may end up dead. If you kill me today, I will take this secret underground.

If one day we meet again in Jiuquan, old friends will reminisce about the past, and it will have its own meaning!

I don’t know that I’m walking this netherworld road myself, Lord Mo!

…

On the other side, Mo Yuantu and the other three people walked all the way to the headquarters of Rainbow Tianyi Tiannan.

…

Why bother was chatting with Kong Gaohan at the moment. Since Kong Gaohan left the capital, many noble people were very dissatisfied with the miracle doctor's sudden departure. Several urging messages have been sent to him, asking Kong Gaohan to return to the capital immediately and take charge of the White Clothes Department of the capital.

For this request, why bother to go? In fact, I am happy to see it come to fruition. It is better for this old guy to leave quickly.

Because now many local prominent people have heard about Kong Gaohan's arrival and have asked to see him.

Why bother to go here if he can't find the way out? Why bother to go here? Because he didn't dare to say it. If he did, Kong Gaohan would definitely beat him.

I am also a high-ranking official in the border area. What does it sound like to be beaten around?

But because Kong Gaohan had never seen the miracle doctor Feng Yin, and there had been no progress in researching that wonderful elixir, how could he be willing to return to Beijing, so he put it off again and again.

Say nothing and leave.

"This time, the letter is from Prime Minister Bai. I am old and terminally ill..." Why bother holding a letter and squinting at Kong Gaohan.

"Concubine Wang also wrote a letter..."

"General Li's son's head was opened..."

"There's a big sore on the king's back..."

"Seventh Prince..."

Why bother to open the envelopes one by one and explain each one carefully, without any sign of impatience?

But Kong Gaohan's face became increasingly ugly, and he finally shouted: "Stop reading it!"

"The person who wrote the letter is getting more and more important. It's not a good idea for you to stay with us all the time." Why bother to go and say, "It's better to leave quickly. I can't live without you in the capital."

"My job is to be the head of the Department of Rainbow Heavenly Clothes and White Clothes. I am not a royal doctor!"

"You can't do this shit without me!"

Kong Gaohan said angrily: "Without me, these people will only die? Look, these people, how can they have any fatal disease? Which imperial doctor can't see it? You have to look for me?"

"I'm not their slave!"

"This and that kind of nonsense happens every day, it's nonsense, it's trivial..."

The more Kong Gaohan talked, the angrier he became and he slammed the table.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "But Prime Minister Bai's mother... they say she is terminally ill... is that true?"

"Fuck his mother!"

Kong Gaohan said angrily: "Two months ago, I was told that I was terminally ill. I tricked me into taking a look, but all I found was diarrhea! I was greedy and ate something cold, and I didn't fix it. How dare you call yourself terminally ill with such a minor illness? Maybe this time, it's just an ordinary person."

A cold.”

Why be so dumbfounded, a little in disbelief but also a little bit want to laugh.

"Brother Kong, you...have suffered a lot."

"It's so annoying! It's so annoying!"

Kong Gaohan said angrily: "In the military camp, there are so many soldiers who have only one breath left, but it is not as good as the cold of these nobles!"

"The situation is stronger than the people, so what can we do?"

He Biwen was very open-minded about this: "If those soldiers in the military camp rise to the top and become nobles in the future, 99% of them will behave in the same way. This has been the case forever."

"Glory is achieved through hard work, and wealth is obtained through fighting. When conditions are met, of course we must find the best. People share the same heart and the same reason. Even if it is unreasonable, because of its existence, it becomes reasonable.

Already."

Why bother to comfort me and say: "Brother Kong, if I am injured and someone else comes to treat me, I will feel uneasy and hope that you can treat me with your own hands so that I can be safe. In fact, it is the same reason."

Kong Gaohan rolled his eyes and said: "Master He, what you said is against your will. If you are really injured, how can you rest assured when I come here? You have to ask the Feng Shen Doctor to take a look at you in person, so that you can rest assured."

?”

"A little doctor like me is of no use to you, Master He."

Kong Gaohan talks about you one by one, full of strange yin and yang.

Why should I go and never recommend Dr. Feng Shen, and I am very resentful.

Why bother to smile sarcastically: "How can I? How can I not? My heart for you, Brother Kong, can only be expressed by the sun."

"Express your uncle!"

Kong Gaohan was in an extremely bad mood, so much so that his mouth became dirty.

Why bother to change the subject in a hurry: "Brother Kong, you said, the Peng bird suddenly landed in Yuezhou City today... I'm afraid it's an unusual incident."
To be continued...