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A year ago, a cloudy wind blew through Muhammad's territory, and it was raining lightly.

"It's been ten days." Mu Feng's face was expressionless, his eyes were blank, and he muttered such a sentence.

It has been more than ten days since my father disappeared, and there is still no news, as desperate as a stone sinking into the sea.

At this moment, Mu Feng's face was emaciated, he had not eaten or drunk for three days, and he sat on the top of the fortress with a gloomy face, his messy hair was wet by the rain, like rotten kelp, sticking to his forehead. The rain poured into his round, blank eyes, and the stinging pain of his eyeballs wet his dry, peeled lips, but he still did.

Looking into the distance in distraction, his gaze pointed to the place where his father's bones were buried, the corpse of the brute.

Just now, most people vetoed the decision to find his father. This decision made him feel like he had been stabbed in the heart with a bayonet, and he couldn't believe that the brothers in the territory who called themselves brothers and sisters could be so ruthless.

However, what he didn't expect was still to come.

In the confusion, he suddenly heard the sound of a fight downstairs.

When I looked down, it was Modo, the subordinate who was trusted by my father, who was dragging the wagons piled up into a hill and walking out of the territory, obviously looking like he was going to fly away. The villain's triumphant face had a disgusting smirk.

Modo finally exposed his greedy nature, changed his original attitude of loyalty to the Muslim territory, and took all the important materials in the Muslim territory for himself, preparing to leave the land that had redeemed him.

At this time, many people in the territory rushed out, stopped him, and asked him what he was doing.

When Mu Feng saw this, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. I thought they would stop Modo from doing this, but instead of preventing him from leaving, most of them dispersed in order to divide the supplies in Muhammad's territory with him.

They are like a herd, murderous and sinister. The greedy hyenas have robbed Muhammad of the resources in their territory, and have injured or even killed several members who have hindered them...... But they're all their former companions!

At that time, Mu Feng had more than enough heart but not enough strength, Mu Feng sat on the roof of the building, trembling inexplicably, watching the group of greedy people walk away.

This feeling of powerlessness made Mu Feng want to die immediately, and the hatred in his heart erupted with tears.

I remembered the oath these people had made at the beginning, and the determination they made...... He felt sick and wanted to throw up!

Those people, those things, Mu Feng remembers. He vowed that he would pay a terrible price for these people, even if he died.

He found a small notebook, and filled a list with the tip of a pencil containing hatred and murderous intent, and tears flowed down his face, wetting the paper.

This list is called the death list by Mu Feng, as long as it is the name that appears on it, you have to die!

Fortunately, Mu Feng had no ability to stop them at the beginning, but now, he has the ability to take revenge.

Modo is one of these many names......

……

Return to the funeral post.

Modo has been very uneasy lately, hearing about the rise of Muhammad's territory, he can't eat and can't sleep at night. I am afraid that the people from the territory of the Mu clan will come to take revenge. But when I think of being a violent bear now, I must be safe.

Unexpectedly, he didn't expect that he would die that the Violent Bear Territory had become his cover, and the Mu Clan Territory was fully capable of fighting against it!

Mo Duo's trembling eyes looked at Mu Feng in front of him, he couldn't believe it, was this still the cowardly young master of Yiyi?

Mu Feng grabbed Mo Duo's neck, lifted him above his head like a duck, and on his plain face, the killing intent exuded was monstrous, and the boundless source power rolled and reacted on him, and the pair of black-brown eyes were like springs from hell.

Mo Duo felt that the blood in his body had cooled and frozen rapidly because of Mu Feng's terrifying aura. The heart seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand, and it was suffocating. The whole body was like a dead branch swaying in the autumn wind, the mind was blank, and the whole person fell into endless despair.

After half a sound, he said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao, Xiaofeng, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

The elders in Xiao Feng's territory at that time called Mu Feng by his name.

"It's been a long time, Mo! Many! Mu Feng almost gritted his teeth and said this sentence word by word, as if magnetic sparks could be generated between his teeth,

"Also, call me Lord Mu!" As he spoke, memories of the past poured into Mu Feng's head, and hatred poured out, and he couldn't help but press Moduo's neck a little harder.

"Uh-uh!"

Modo was so crushed that he couldn't speak, and the gunshot wound on his leg was still bleeding.

Mu Feng let go of his hand slightly, he still wanted to hear what this dying man could say......

Modo endured the pain and showed a slight smile: "Yes, it's Lord Mu, please, please forgive me for being rude...... You can't blame me for everything that happened back then, at that time, you also knew the situation in the territory, I, if I didn't do it, others would do the same. ”

Syllable!

Mu Feng slapped him and went up, mercilessly. The crisp sound made everyone's hearts tremble!

Burst!

Half of Modo's face seemed to have been hit by a piece of red-hot iron, and his head immediately burst into Venus, and a few teeth gushed out with the blood in his mouth!

"Lord Mu, what I took at that time, I can double, no! Triple the reward will be returned to you, and please let me go with my life! ”

Syllable!

Mu Feng's backhand is another slap!

Modo's body shook violently in an instant, his eyes trembling and bloodshot, and his ears were ringing.

"Although you have done all the evil deeds, you are still a little self-aware and know that you are cheap." Mu Feng roared in an excited tone: "You are doing this, is it worthy of your conscience!" Sorry for my Father! , right, worthy of Muhammad's territory!? Did you know that before you met your father, you lived like a dog!? ”

"Yes, the small one is cheap, you don't remember the villain, just let me go......" Mo Duo said weakly, however, in the end, he seemed to want to die of something, and his reddened eyes even shed tears, "Hey, I'm greedy for money, Xiaofeng, I'm sorry for your father." ”

Mu Feng took a deep breath and heard Mo Duo's words, he didn't want to say anything more, his hanging hand suddenly flashed with purple light.

Burst!

On Modo's stomach, there was an extra bowl of earth scars, and his intestines flowed out instantly.

Modo's snort in pain, blood gushing out of his mouth.

"It's not a pity to die for people like you." Saying that, Mu Feng shook it vigorously and threw Mo Duo to the zombie crowd in the distance.

The surging zombie horde smelled fresh human blood, like a pool full of piranhas, with a piece of fresh meat stained with blood.

Wow!

It boiled all at once, and countless zombies flocked to Modo, biting at the flesh and blood on his body.

Modo's screams were endless, making people's hearts tremble.

"Your Excellency, save ...... Ahhh "At the last moment of his life, Mo Duo wanted to ask for help from his current lord, but the landlord of the Storm Bear Territory was stopped by the one-eyed dragon and couldn't make a move at all.

can only let his own territory member Mo Duobei zombies eat alive one bite at a time.

Mu Feng glanced at Mo Duo's position and muttered: "At the beginning, my father saved you in the zombie group, and now I will return your destiny to you." From now on, you have nothing to do with Muhammad's territory. ”

After that, Mu Feng took out a yellowed notebook and a worn-out pencil from the cloth bag he was carrying.

Turning the first page, I searched for the name line by line with my hands, and finally found the name Modo on the eighth line, and then I drew a pencil across the name.

The long-hidden depression in Mu Feng's heart was finally released, he rolled his eyes at the so-called death list again, and muttered: "There are still nineteen people left, you must not die before I come." (To be continued.) )