Regarding Yang Mo's threat, the fake Wu Yun didn't care: "How can a dead person take revenge? Besides, even if you are alive, do you dare to seek revenge from us?"

"Let's not talk about this for now, I'm curious, why did you kill me?" Yang Mo asked.

"Of course, because of the money, Little Brown spent 100 million to invite me, so I naturally want to come. However, to correct one thing, my task is to act, not to kill. I advise you, it's better to leave quickly, I can't see through here. ”

Fake Wu Yun finished smoking a cigarette, turned around and prepared to leave.

At this moment, a huge suction force pulled her.

"You're getting the wrong person. The fake Wu Yunjiao snorted and rolled to the side.

Her strength was very great, and her speed was also very fast, but she still didn't get rid of the pull of the altar, and she was pulled back by the altar halfway through.

At the same time, Yang Mo also felt a huge gravitational pull pulling on him.

Yang Mo had already prepared, and acted as soon as possible, hooking the soles of his feet to the protrusion of the wall, and at the same time grabbed the stone bench and smashed it towards the altar.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the stone bench was torn apart, but there was no damage to the altar, not a single crack was created. Taking this opportunity, the fake Wu Yun got rid of gravity and also came to the wall to hold on.

After only a brief pause, the attraction came again, and at the same time, the coffins in the other chambers moved again, making a rumbling sound that was more intense than before.

"Do you know the secrets about this place? What's under the altar?' What's in those coffins?" Yang Mo asked.

For the time being, the altar can't help them, but the exit has been sealed, and it is not easy to escape.

"It's someone else's secret, and I'm not that gossipy. Fake Wu Yun snorted lightly.

"That can only show that you are stupid, it is not easy for a person as stupid as you to survive to this day as a killer. Yang Mo said lightly.

"Where am I stupid? The person they want to kill is you, why should I pay attention to these things? I just didn't leave in time, do you really think that a mere Zhao family dares to kill me?"

"Call you stupid, you're stupid. They don't dare, but what about Little Brown? Don't say Little Brown doesn't dare either. They let you and me stay here to kill you, as a smart killer, shouldn't you have figured out these problems right away? It can't be because some parts are overdeveloped, resulting in insufficient brain spinal cord, right?" Yang Mo glanced at the fake Wu Yun's chest.

As a killer, it's not enough to have force, you also need intelligence. When any killer is on a mission, he will make a near-perfect plan by himself, and he will also respond to unexpected situations in a timely manner, which cannot be done without superb thinking skills.

Killers are different from warriors in that they are meant to kill in the shadows and often go it alone. As a killer who mainly uses methods such as disguise, the requirements for strength are not so strict, but the requirements for intelligence are extremely high. This person is unqualified.

"You don't sow discord here, I won't help you. The fake Wu Yun didn't believe it.

To kill her is to challenge the entire Qingyun Red Pavilion, unless Xiao Brown and the entire Zhao family die.

"Do you think you can help me with your strength? You're just holding me back. Do you think Little Brown is so confident that he can kill me with the means here? But if you die here, it's different. Yang Mo said lightly.

This time, the fake Wu Yun's face finally changed. She believed Yang Mo's words, and Little Brown really wanted to kill her.

As long as she dies here, the murderer will be Yang Mo, and when the time comes, if she angers Qingyun Red Pavilion, Little Brown will be able to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Perhaps, the people in the Qingyun Red Pavilion will also be suspicious, but there are only two of them here, and Little Brown did not participate in the whole process. Even if he doubts, he will suspect the Zhao family at most, and he will not suspect Xiao Brown's head.

This move can be said to ensure that everything is safe, if both of them die here, it is more logical that Yang Mo killed it.

As a killer, she was actually toyed with by her employer.

"He dare!" fake Wu Yun gritted his teeth.

"Why don't you dare? The McLau family was forced to bow their heads by your Qingyun Red Pavilion, and this matter is a thorn in the heart of the big business forces. If I'm not mistaken, Little Brown is ready to wrestle with Qingyun Red Pavilion. After all, these people don't care about the whole world. So, you really don't know the secrets here?" Yang Mo asked again.

It's better to know a little bit of information than a headless fly scurrying around.

"All I know is that the coffin is full of corpses and nothing else, and I don't know why it moved. All the dangers are in the altar, don't worry about the rest. Fake Wu Yun said.

"This altar is weird. Yang Mo nodded.

He came here to find out this place, and he didn't want to run away. Since there is no danger elsewhere, it is a little more reassuring.

The suction of the altar became more and more violent as time passed, and many stone tables and stone benches could not bear it, and they rolled one after another, and if this continued, the two of them would also be pulled over.

"It's not a way to go on like this, and we can't find any mechanism. I'll go over and see for myself, you be careful. Yang Mo said.

The fake Wu Yun didn't stop it, but the Zhao family told her an exit, but this exit didn't exist, and there was no other way than to destroy this altar.

Letting go of his hand, a large suction force sucked Yang Mo directly onto the altar, colliding heavily in one place. This has not stopped, the pulling force is still continuing, and the force is coming from the center of the altar, as if it is going to pull him to the center of the altar.

The blood on his body was boiling, and where he touched the altar, it seemed that thousands of needles were piercing him.

"I see, it's not to pull people in, but to rupture the skin and blood vessels, sucking blood into the center of the altar. The sacrifice watched his blood drain little by little, but he couldn't do anything about it, and he died little by little in fear, which was really cruel. ”

"I can still support it, but my body can't bear it anymore, so I can only break the altar to see what is inside. ”

The altar was not an ordinary stone, but a special kind of stone, very hard, but there was no other way but to break it with violence. Fortunately, this is not steel or alloy.

Luck, punch!

With a bang, the fist slammed on the altar, Yang Mo's fist broke the skin, and blood came out, but the altar did not have a trace of cracks, only shook slightly.