"Wronged?" Mo Fei sneered, "Today you just said that I won't let you go, I want you to pay for my junior sister's life! ***”

Mogu is a place that exists in modern society, but its way of doing things is very ancient. It's been a year, and I still use knives to kill people, I don't know if it's retro or ignorant. However, when the one-meter-long big knife was brought up, it still shocked everyone, and the snow bright knife light shone, giving people an extremely huge psychological deterrent. Thinking that this long knife was about to be cut into Zhong Hou's neck later, most of these Chinese medicine practitioners were in a sad state of mind except for a very few who were excited.

"I'm really wronged, I'm just in charge of treatment, how could I be stupid enough to risk myself. As the senior brother of Mogu, you should be able to distinguish between right and wrong!" Zhong Hou struggled violently.

Mo Fei smiled solemnly: "You hurt my little junior sister, whether you are wronged or not, you have to pay for her life!"

"No, I can't die. Zhong Hou struggled harder and harder, and suddenly, he thought of something and shouted: "You can't kill me, your master has something to do with me." ”

When Mo Fei heard the words Master, although he was angry, he had to stop his behavior, walked up to Zhong Hou, asked a few words, and then sighed.

"In this case, let you go first, the heavens are clear, the retribution is not happy, you will get the retribution sooner or later, the murderer, people will always kill them! ”

Zhong Hou and the two old mothers were taken down, and Mo Fei looked at the crowd below and began to speak coldly: "Maybe there are Zhong Hou's accomplices among you, but I advise you to settle down." In Mogu, no one can make trouble, otherwise they will have to pay the price of blood. ”

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The night is God's gift to some people. In the confusion of the night, there are many things that can happen, such as killing and desire, yin conspiracy and battle, countless grievances and hatreds, and endless yin schemes.

In an ordinary room in Mogu, Chen Wuqing sat silently in front of the table, and the sound of people moving outside from time to time was only a sneer on the corner of his mouth. These idiots in Mogu will soon be dying, and when they are dying, they will know that they are the murderers behind the scenes. Zhong Hou, the unlucky bastard, is still the president of the Chinese Medicine Association, and he is also a complete fool, he has become his own scapegoat, which makes people feel funny when they think about it.

Time passed minute by minute, and Chen Wuqing finally made a move. Tonight, it will be the final blow that I gave them, the pain that my father once endured, I have to return it a hundred times more today, these people have to die!

Gently opening the window, Chen Wuqing, who had already known the patrol lines of these people, quickly jumped out, happened to walk in the gap between patrols, and disappeared into the night with a cloud of smoke. The target, the water house of the Ink Valley.

Mogu drinks water from wells, and there are three large wells in total, which can fully meet the water supply needs of everyone. The well water here is clear with a hint of sweetness, and it tastes very good. Originally, there was no one to guard here, but because of a series of events, Mo Fei was very nervous about the safety of drinking water, and arranged for more than a dozen or twenty people to guard here.

When Zhao Wuqing arrived, it was already more than two o'clock in the night, and most of the people guarding here were already very sleepy, and they all looked sluggish. A few people even fell asleep against the edge of the well. More than a dozen people, it is also very troublesome to solve, Zhao Wuqing's eyes flickered, and with a wave of his hand, a ball of powder spilled out, just as the wind blew towards the group of people in the Mogu who were guarding.

"What a smell, well, it's a little fragrant. "A drowsy guard suddenly perked up and smelled a sweet scent.

Other people also smelled this smell, and one by one they felt much less sleepy, and they discussed it one after another, and some even said that it was the fragrance that only had on the big girl.

Zhao Wuqing sneered, you will feel better in a while. Sure enough, after a while, those people in the ink valley had already fallen to the ground softly.

This mass of powder is a unique recipe passed down by Zhao Wuqing from his father, called One Sleep Till Dawn. This means that people who smell this powder usually have to sleep for several hours, and the most important thing is that these people do not know after waking up, and their memories of the past will be a little vague, and they will only remember the fact that they are sleepy and then fall asleep.

Slowly walked over and came to the well, the excitement on Zhao Wuqing's face was even more obvious, and he took out another powder bag from his arms. It's also powder, but it's different from the previous one, it's cartilage powder. As the name suggests, it will make people's bones soft and the whole body unable to lift strength. Zhao Wuqing was going to pour the cartilage into the well water, so that they would drink the water tomorrow morning...... This kind of thing has no 'color' and no taste, and it doesn't make people wander at all. When the time comes, hehe, a group of people have lost their resistance, and that's not the 'meat' of the fish at my disposal.

Father, your child has avenged you, and if you have a spirit in heaven, then watch all this. This is the place where you once lived, and here has given you endless sorrow, and I will torture you back. Zhao Wuqing no longer hesitated, he was about to open the powder bag and pour it into the well.

At this moment, his feet tightened, as if he had been caught.

There are ghosts! Zhao Wuqing's first reaction in his mind was like this. Then he smiled, he may be too sensitive, maybe someone was not very 'fascinated', and his hand moved unintentionally, and he happened to catch himself. looked underground, although the moon was dark, Zhao Wuqing still recognized the person on the ground, with a loyal and honest face, not Zhong Hou or anyone?

Zhao Wuqing's IQ is naturally not low, and he didn't even think about why Zhong Hou was bored here, and this thought immediately flashed in his mind. Run, that's the second thought. But his feet were grabbed by Zhong Hou and he couldn't let go, where could he run away?

"I still want to run. Zhong Hou sneered, "Mo Fei, you haven't come out yet, when will you wait?"

I heard a person laughing: "You can solve the problem with you, and it's the same if I can't get out." ”

Zhong Hou rolled his eyes, fortunately, Mo Fei came out, otherwise he would have scolded his mother. Mo Fei's momentum was very amazing, there were more than a dozen big men standing behind him, and there was another person on the side, it was Mo Xin, who claimed that he had no hope of treating him during the day.

Someone in the big man lit a torch, and suddenly Zhao Wuqing's face was 'exposed'.

"It's you. Mo Xin called out, she didn't believe that this person was behind the scenes. This person is arrogant and rude, he has no ability, and he provoked himself and was slapped by himself as soon as they met, how could he be the mastermind behind the scenes?

Soon, Zhao Wuqing told her with facts that it was natural for Lao Tzu to be the mastermind behind the scenes. I saw that Zhao Wuqing used his strength, and actually broke free of Zhong Hou's hand and rushed outside. Fortunately, Mo Fei had already paid attention to this, and when he saw it, he immediately intercepted it, and the two of them fought together.

evenly matched, Mo Xin's eyes were straight. Thinking of the situation that day, he suddenly knew that he had been deceived by Zhao Wuqing. His martial arts are on par with Mo Fei, Mo Fei's martial arts are not under him, how could he beat him at that time? Hidden deep enough, Mo Xinqiao's face flushed, and there was a sense of humiliation of being teased.

"How long is this going to be? , Murphy, you get out of the way, I shot him. Preparing to shout on the side, he really took out something in his hand and aimed it at the place where Mo Fei and Zhao Wuqing were fighting.

Zhao Wuqing couldn't help but get nervous when he saw that Zhong Hou was really going to shoot. No matter how good the kung fu is, I'm afraid of guns, if I shoot, I will really die, so far I can only do this, pestering Mo Fei and not letting go, not letting myself be exposed under the gun.

Mo Xin saw Zhong Hou holding a pretending gun with something he didn't know what it was, he was angry and funny, and now he was a little shy when he saw Zhong Hou unconsciously, and he didn't know what was wrong with him. As soon as he looked up, he saw Zhong Hou squeezing his eyebrows and 'making 'make' eyes, and after thinking about it for a long time, he realized that he was going to go up by himself.

Yes, with Zhong Hou's fake gun as a deterrent, Zhao Wuqing didn't dare to run away at all, it was indeed a good time to close the 'door' and beat the dog. Mo Xin was very resentful of Zhao Wuqing, so he naturally would not show mercy at this moment, and he also killed the past vigorously.

Although Mo Xin had just been treated by Zhong Hou and her body was not in the best condition, her joining was undoubtedly the last straw that broke the camel's back, and Zhao Wuqing immediately fell into a predicament and was in danger. He didn't dare to run away, Zhong Hou was pointing a gun at him. I had to struggle to support it, and after a while, I was injured. At this time, I wanted to run away desperately, but there was no chance.

Finally, with a high kick from Mo Fei, Zhao Wuqing was kicked to the ground, seriously injured, and unable to move.

"You lost. Mo Fei looked at Zhao Wuqing, "Say, who sent you, and what happened to the father you said?"

Zhao Wuqing smiled: "What kind of hero are you beating me." Yes, you have this tradition. If you hadn't threatened me with a gun, you thought you could have beaten me?"

"Guns? Zhong Hou played with the kitchen knife in his hand, "Do you mean this?" and then he took the kitchen knife in his hand and made it look like a gun was pointed. Zhao Wuqing looked at it, his nose was crooked, he was deceived by this bitch, how could he be so shameless?

"It's a bad feeling to be deceived, isn't it, so why are you so elated when you lied to me? Zhong Hou sighed faintly, "People, always do not regret their actions, but always ask others, this kind of person is simply scum." ”

Zhao Wuqing gasped and did not speak. This time it's a failure, but it doesn't matter, eighteen years later, I'm a good man again. Seeing that he couldn't get anything from Zhao Wuqing, Mo Fei had no choice but to lock him up first. Then the rest of the people should rest, and if there is anything to talk about the next day.