The county order's oily fat face, which would have been pale and white, without the slightest blood, lay on the ground, his body was trembling slightly, looking at Mao Wenlong in front of him, his eyes were full of fear.

Mao Wenlong looked at the county order's appearance like this, he suddenly had no intention of retaliating against him, and originally wanted to end the county order's life by himself, but at this moment he was not interested at all.

After hesitating for a moment, Mao Wenlong handed the saber in his hand to the fourth uncle, and said lightly: "Blood debt and blood repayment, how much he owes us, you can take it back from him twice." If it is not enough, then take the lives of his family, in short, we cannot let the suffering of our people endure in vain. ”

Mao Bowu hesitated to take the saber, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't say anything, and finally had to nod silently and agreed.

Mao Wenlong didn't pay attention to Mao Bowu's expression, he saw that Mao Bowu agreed, so he left on his own. However, before leaving, he threw a look at Chen Jisheng, who nodded knowingly, and his eyes became extremely cold.

Mao Bowu held the saber in his hand and slowly walked to the county commander who was still trembling, and said coldly: "You will also have today." ”

When the county commander saw the cold and shining, extremely sharp saber, his heart suddenly became more and more frightened, and he begged Mao Bowu in a wailing voice: "Don't kill me, I can give you whatever you want, don't kill me......"

Mao Bowu snorted coldly and slowly raised his saber, but he was never able to cut it, and he didn't know whether he was afraid of killing someone, or he couldn't bear it.

Chen Jisheng slowly came to his side and said coldly: "Think about how he treated your people before, think about the clansmen who died tragically at the hands of these bastards. ”

Chen Jisheng's words seemed to be full of spells, and Mao Bowu's eyes gradually became firm.

"Ah......h

In the end, Mao Bowu let out a loud roar, closed his eyes, and swung his knife fiercely.

"Ah......h

A miserable cry erupted from the mouth of the county magistrate, and bright red blood kept flowing from his short legs. Mao Bowu was splashed all over his body in an instant, he was panting, watching the county order struggling in pain, there was no pity in his eyes, there was only hatred.

In its heyday, there were more than 300 people in the Mao family, but in just one year, they were killed by the hateful county order in front of them, and they were sold, and now there are only about 20 women, children, old and young.

If it weren't for Mao Wenlong's return this time, there would be nothing to question about the demise of the Mao clan.

"Where are all the Mao clan people who were sold by you as slaves now?" Mao Bowu asked viciously.

"I don't know, I don't know...... Ah......h

Before the county commander's words were finished, Mao Bowu immediately swung his knife and broke one of his legs, which almost made the county commander faint to death.

However, if he is allowed to bleed like this again, it is estimated that it will not be long before he dies.

Chen Jisheng glanced at the guards beside him, and the guards found two ropes in their hearts, and quickly tied the broken leg of the county order to help him stop the bleeding simply.

Mao Bowu threw a grateful look at Chen Jisheng, and then asked the county order viciously again: "Do you say or not?" ”

The county commander had fallen into a semi-coma at this moment, but he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and immediately said: "My master, he knows that he has arranged the whereabouts of the Mao clan. ”

When Chen Jisheng heard that there was no need for Mao Bowu to say, he immediately ordered his subordinates to arrest the master.

The two guards were ordered to go, and after a while, they brought the sinister master next to the county commander. This guy is still dressed like a housekeeper, in fact, he is not only the master of the county order, but also the housekeeper of the county order, and he has two positions part-time.

When he saw the county commander who had broken two legs and fell in a pool of blood, his heart suddenly trembled slightly. However, what is surprising is that this master is actually quite bold, and when he saw such a bloody situation, he was not scared to death like the county order.

The two guards pressed the master down in front of Mao Bowu and handed him over for interrogation. Uncle Mao will obviously be much more bold, and he will no longer be as cowardly as before.

"Where are all the Mao clan members who were captured by you as slaves now?" Mao Bowu asked sharply.

The master smiled slightly, and suddenly smiled bitterly in his heart, he understood very well that none of the Mao clansmen who were sold or enslaved as slaves could survive the day.

"Dead, all dead." The master hesitated for a moment and said indifferently.

A spark appeared in Mao Bowu's eyes, and with a flash of cold light, one of the master's severed hands fell to the ground. But the master didn't scream miserably like the county order, he just snorted, and the big drops of sweat on his forehead fell straight down.

"Say, where are all our people?" Mao Bowu had already begun to get hysterical at this time.

Those who were taken were young and strong men and women of the tribe, women and children were taken to sell themselves, and most of the children were taken into slavery and slavery. Originally, Mao Bowu still hoped that he could save them, but he would hear the news he didn't want to hear from this master's mouth.

The anger had completely made Mao Bowu lose his mind, and he almost couldn't hold back and directly cut off the master's head. Fortunately, at the last moment, he still had a trace of sanity, so he deflected the blade and only cut off one of the master's arms.

"They're all dead, even if you torture me again, they won't survive, hahaha......" The master suddenly laughed maniacally, like a madman, and with his severed hand, he was quite arrogant.

Chen Jisheng admires the backbone of this master, few people in the world can be calm in the face of death, but this seemingly ordinary master is unexpected.

"What is your identity, if I'm not mistaken, you shouldn't just be a master or a housekeeper?" Chen Jisheng asked people to help Mao Bowu, who was about to stand unsteadily, to go down to rest first, he moved a chair and sat in front of the master and said with a sneer.

The master suppressed his crazy laughter, glanced at Chen Jisheng, and said coldly, "What do you want to know?" ”

Chen Jisheng shrugged his shoulders and chuckled: "It's nothing, I'm just curious about your true identity." If you don't want to say it, I don't embarrass you, but you should understand that confession is the only way to avoid the pain of flesh and skin. ”

Chen Jisheng in front of him is obviously not as good as the old man who did it just now, and the master understands it very well in his heart. Just now, he just wanted to use the agitation method to let the old man finish himself off with one sword, but in the end he still failed to do so.

After thinking for a while, the master no longer had a hard mouth, he calmed down, and then said decadently: "If you want to know anything, just ask?" ”