Chapter 260: Strong Suppression

Algernon was anxious, and tried to raise his voice and said, "Young Master Barron, don't talk about it anymore, Great Elder, I secretly gave him Young Master Barron's money, but this is my life's savings, and I haven't touched any of the family's resources. ”

Anse El shook his head, nodded to Antonio, he understood, walked into the middle of the field, looked around, and then stared at Barron and said loudly:

"You can earn eighty thousand gold coins as a second-level strength waste?"

"Anton..."

"Shut up, an outsider, do you have a part in speaking? Algernon, if it weren't for the face of the previous patriarch, he would have blasted you out of the Carlo family a long time ago. ”

A look of loss flashed in Algernon's eyes, and he was asked somehow to return, Antonio pouted and sneered, and said angrily:

"It's just a waste, the family actually gave you so many materials, those materials were given to a talented clansman casually, and there would have been another eighth-level powerhouse a long time ago, hum, the shameless old guy still has the face to stay in the Caro family. ”

Scenes from the past came to Algernon's mind, and when he heard these words again, two old tears suddenly fell, and Antonio said in a deep voice again:

"Say, who's behind it?"

"No one commanded!"

Barron's attitude was extremely tough, Antonio snorted coldly, slapped him in the air, and the wind battle qi surged, condensing a palm in front of Barron and fanning back and forth, his face quickly swollen, and blood continued to spill from the corners of his mouth.

"Anton..."

As soon as Algernon spoke, Antonio immediately waved his backhand, and a larger slap condensed, slamming into his old face, clicking twice, two front teeth fell out and flew sideways, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The force of this slap was so great that even the cross was broken, and Algernon's whole body flew sideways, falling heavily to the ground, and almost lost his breath, and Mogar finally couldn't help it, and was ready to go out with all his momentum, when a voice broke the silence.

"Antonio, don't go too far, punishment is fine, there is no need to torture like this!"

"Hmph, all the clansmen haven't spoken, what kind of bird should you be! Could this matter also have something to do with you?"

The aura of a sixth-level late-stage warrior emanated from him, crushing towards the person who spoke, this person Mo Jiaer had a little impression, Stanny, a side lineage, 32 years old this year, when Mo Jiaer left, he was still a fourth-level warrior, eight years have passed, and at this time, he has reached the peak of the fifth level, and his cultivation talent is okay.

Stanny snorted coldly, and the fifth-level peak aura greeted him, without fear, and even wanted to enter the martial arts arena, another voice resounded in this area, interrupting the momentum competition between the two.

"Stanny, come to me, there's something for you to do. ”

Stanny retracted his breath and gritted his teeth, knowing that his grandfather didn't want to wade into this troubled water, and looked at Algernon, who had fallen to the ground, he sighed and squeezed through the crowd to leave.

Seeing this, Antonio sneered and shouted upwards:

"It's still the Sixth Elder who has foresight!"

After a few seconds, no one responded, Antonio stopped paying attention, the aura of the late sixth-level warrior swept the audience, and no one in the young vein could reach his height, so he didn't dare to say anything, and the middle and older generations were afraid of Ansel on the high platform, and they were also silent and watched coldly.

"Barron, one last question, who instructed you? If you don't say anything else, I'll take off all your hands and feet!"

Barron turned his head to look at Algernon who had fallen to the ground, turned his heart sideways, stopped talking, and turned his head to stare at Antonio.

A few seconds later, Antonio laughed angrily, drew his heavy sword behind his back, and walked towards Barron, suddenly his body stiffened, and slowly tilted his head, Mogar did not know when he walked into the martial arts arena, came to the place where Algernon fell, untied the rope, helped him up, stared at his cloudy eyes, just like every time they met, Mogar smiled, and said softly:

"Grandpa Algernon, I'm back!"

Algernon's eyes immediately lit up, and he smiled kindly, and he passed out, and Mogar laid him down lightly, took out the magic robe and put it over him, and then walked over to Barron, untied the ropes, put him on the ground, patted him on the shoulder, and said:

"Brother Barron, don't worry, I'll help you beat him. ”

Barron, who would rather die than give in, actually had blurred eyes after hearing this, shed two lines of blood and tears, and nodded heavily.

The audience was silent, even the sound of breathing seemed to have dropped a lot, Antonio did not stop it from beginning to end, and did not dare to stop it, at this time Mogar was holding a dark cyan arc token in his hand, even the jailer ignored Mojiaer's movements, and he did not dare to touch this moldy head.

"You're... You're Mogar ?!!!"

Antonio was extremely surprised when he saw Mo Jiaer's face clearly, and suddenly the whole audience exploded, Mo Jiaer's appearance did not change much, many people also recognized it, and the discussion followed, they only knew that the three brothers of the main vein were 'dead' outside, but they didn't expect the second brother to be alive and still appear in the field!

Ignoring the noise outside the arena, Mo Jiaer threw the token in his hand into the open space in front of the high platform, and suddenly there was another commotion in the surrounding crowd, and the sound of discussion continued to come out:

"You can mobilize half of the Caro family's combat power at will. ”

"The dispatch order of the two family masters!"

"Could it be that the rumors are true..."

"How could it be in his hands?"

...

Ignoring Antonio, Mogar walked straight to the high platform past several prison deacons, and said in a loud voice:

"Take the two of them down for treatment. ”

But more than ten seconds passed, the discussion still existed, but no one dared to move, Mo Jiaer shook his head and laughed at himself, it seemed that the situation was worse than he expected, slowly turned around, pointed to the three directions outside the field, and shouted:

"The three of you are my father's direct subordinates, seeing the token is like seeing my father, is it my words that are not good, or is the dispatch order not working?"

The three of them all have eighth-level strength, how can they be comfortable when they are scolded by a junior, and one of them said with a gloomy face:

"We honor the Caro family!"

"Okay, good, what about you, what about you? The dispatch order can't even be transferred to you, can it?"

Mo Jiaer laughed angrily, looked around, and said coldly:

"Do you think the three patriarchs will never come back?"

"Mogar, don't talk nonsense!"

"That's it, you're going to kill a lot like thisβ€”" The man shut up suddenly, thus indirectly admitting what Mogar had said, and it was obvious that he had also discovered his slip of the tongue, and hated to slap himself twice.

"Second Young Master, since you have come back safely, then we should hold a banquet for you to celebrate, and the betrayal of the family can be postponed and then tried. ”

"yes, put the two of them in jail first, and then..."

"Shut up, I'll say it again, take them down for treatment. ”

Although the voices of a group of people gradually weakened, no one stepped forward, and many people looked at the high platform, Mo Jiaer naturally noticed it, stopped talking, turned around and slowly walked towards the high platform, because of the token on the ground, no one dared to stop it.

It wasn't until Mogar stepped into the high platform that Anse El spoke:

"Since Xiao Mo is back, let's watch from the side first, and when I finish dealing with the two traitors of the family, I will pick up the dust for you. ”

"Is that seat for you to sit in? Get down!"

"You..."

Ansel's face gradually became gloomy, and the aura of a late-level warrior emanated, crushing towards Mojar, and at the same time said:

"I'm the acting patriarch now, you show me some respect!"

"Who gave you the right to be the acting patriarch?"

Mojael put his hand into his pocket, took out a ring and slowly put it on his thumb, Ansel saw the ring, he was stunned for a moment, and the terrifying aura stopped when it touched the corner of Mogar's clothes, and quickly contracted.

I don't know what picture I thought, Ansel sighed secretly, and slowly got up and walked down the high seat, standing respectfully aside, and the faces of the elders standing on the high platform around him changed.

There was another uproar in the audience, they clearly felt a terrifying aura rushing towards Mojiaer but suddenly disappeared, and then they saw the acting patriarch walk down the high seat.

Mogar walked to the high seat, and his voice reached the martial arts arena:

"Who is in charge of the Hellernhouse now?"

Several jailers said in unison:

"Only follow the orders of the patriarch!"

"Very good, send all the prison guards to lock down the entire Carlo family, no one can enter or leave, release all the imprisoned clansmen, and gather all the members of the Carlo family to perform martial arts, so that the pavilion master can come to see me first. ”

Mo Jiaer turned around, sat firmly in a high position, put his hands on the handles, his heart was constantly beating, the hidden ancient bloodline was activated, and the momentum of the ancient superior covered the audience, even several elders were moved, not to mention some low-strength clansmen in the audience, almost uncontrollable, there was an urge to kneel, and several prison officials were also slightly startled, and when they caught a glimpse of the ring on his finger, they immediately knelt down on one knee and said in unison:

"Obey the orders of the young patriarch. ”

The surrounding circle of people was stunned, feeling the coercion from the high platform, although Mo Jiaer was the only son of the second patriarch, but the family did not appoint him as the young patriarch, and the picture in the field was confusing.

On the contrary, Antonio bowed his head slightly and scolded secretly:

"Damn, Acting Patriarch's Ring! Why does he even have this, it's going to be miserable now. ”

Then he knelt down on one knee with a heavy sword, and said in a deep voice:

"I've seen the young patriarch!"

Several people behind him also reacted, and knelt down on one knee, followed by several elders on the high platform and several Keqing and clansmen with strength above level 7 outside the arena clasped their fists and bowed, and said in unison:

"I've seen the young patriarch!"

No matter how the other clansmen present didn't understand, even their supporters lowered their figures, they naturally had to kneel down and say in unison: "I've seen the young patriarch!"

Mogar nodded, raised his hand, the murderous aura was dormant, the aura of the superior disappeared, everyone resumed their standing posture, and one of the prison guards said:

"Young Patriarch, the Pavilion Master left the Carlo family with the three Patriarchs, and now the Deputy Pavilion Master is in charge. ”

"Then let him come to me. ”

A few people left in response, no need to explain, naturally someone stepped forward and took Baron and them down for treatment, the entire martial arts arena was a little embarrassingly silent, Mo Jiaer broke the silence and said quietly:

"The first time I returned to the family, 231 clansmen died, and the second time I returned to the family, 32 clansmen died, and all of them were strong, this time I will be 'cleansed' by myself, and I don't know how many of those present will be executed!"