As far as Zhang Yu knew, Xie Wen'an's mother died early, and his father Yongping Hou had not continued the string, and no one in the entire Yongping Hou Mansion except for their father and son had to let Mo calmly put his head in a brocade box.

Zhang Lu was really afraid, not because he was afraid of danger and death, but because he was afraid that the last box would contain Xu Haoyuan.

He didn't dare to face it, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back when he was moving forward.

Mo calmly did not immediately open the brocade box, but picked up the box with both hands and walked slowly towards Zhang Yan dangerously.

"Zhang Baihu, don't hide, don't you plan to take a look at this box in the end?"

Looking at Mo calmly's gloomy smile, Zhang Yan only felt a chill down his back, and couldn't help but continue to retreat, until his back was leaning against the city wall and there was no way to retreat, and then he stopped.

Zhang Zhen shook his head and said, "I don't look at it, you take it away!"

How can Mo be calm, as Zhang Lu intended? He stopped two meters away from Zhang, and the brocade box was finally opened.

Zhang Yan tilted his head to the side, as if as long as he couldn't see it, the truth would not happen, this was just lying to himself, he was really afraid that the brocade box would contain Xu Haoyuan's head.

Seeing that Zhang Lu didn't dare to look at it, Mo calmly roared: "Haha, Zhang Rong, aren't you very powerful? You won the competition by despicable means, and then you have been prosperous all the way, so I am not calm about how bad I am compared to you?"

Although this matter has been a long time, it has always been like a thorn in Mo Jingjing's heart.

Seeing that Zhang Zhen never moved, he refused to turn his head, so he could only throw the brocade box and the human heads inside towards Zhang Zhen together.

Although he didn't want to admit it in his heart, it was impossible for Zhang Lu to let the heads inside be thrown to the ground at will.

Zhang Lu finally caught the brocade box, his heart beat faster, his chest rose and fell violently with wheezing, and he still mustered up the courage to look into the brocade box.

The head in the brocade box was pale and looked incredulous, Zhang Lu could see clearly that this head did not belong to Xu Haoyuan, but his tone did not ease.

Just because he also knows the head in this brocade box.

Zhang Zhen raised his eyes to look at Mo Calm, and then looked down at the head in the brocade box again, looking at the exact same face, he couldn't help but ask, "Don't be calm! He's your own brother! You won't let go of even those closest to you?"

That's right, the head in the brocade box is none other than Mo Congrong!

Mo calmly finally fixed the unbelievable expression on his face, he also couldn't imagine that his own brother would kill him.

Mo calmly did look calm, and he said, "It's true that he is my own brother, but I still don't understand, why is he so close to you? I'm his brother!"

Zhang Lu opened his mouth and said: "No matter how close he is to me, he is also your own brother, your own brother who is connected to your blood, even if you have a dislike with me and have any dissatisfaction with me, but it is not to the point of killing!" You can even kill your own brother, don't be calm, are you still a human being?"

"He's my own brother, and I don't want to kill him." Mo said calmly, his eyes finally revealed a trace of tenderness, he looked at Mo calmly's head, and tears finally slipped down his cheeks.

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Then he looked up at Zhang Zhen again, and the tenderness in his eyes disappeared instantly, although there were still tears on his cheeks, he looked like crazy, and said with a strange smile, "Haha! Zhang Lu, it's not all your fault! He is my own brother, of course I don't want to kill him, but when I asked him to hand over Xie Wen'an, he disobeyed my will!"

Mo said calmly, the originally passionate tone slowly lowered, he lowered his head slowly, and looked at his hands, which seemed to have Mo calmly's blood on them.

Mo stumbled calmly, shook his head and said, "Zhang! I really don't want to kill Congrong, I said all the good things, but he just refused to hand over Xie Wen'an to me. If you hadn't cheated on the school field, how would things have become what they are today? It's all your fault! It's all your fault!"

His final pitch rose sharply, making it feel very harsh.

Zhang Lu ran his hand through Mo Congrong's eyes, and slowly covered the brocade box containing Mo Congrong's head, and then said, "Don't be calm! How long has it been? Why can't you get over it in your heart? Can't you just look ahead? Hold on to the old things! and mutilated your own brother, and that's the end of your life!"

But Mo calmly seems to be unconvinced! He stiffened his neck and argued, "Zhang! You are a noble child! Naturally, I don't know how difficult it is for us low-level Jinyi guards to be promoted! At the beginning, that competition was our chance to change our fate, as long as we can win, it will make a group of Jinyiwei executives look at it differently, and the subsequent promotion will be naturally fast, now you are a hundred Jinyiwei, and even if I try my best, I am just a Jinyiwei Xiaoqi, why?"

Mo calmly took two deep breaths, raised his head to the sky, and continued, "You just used despicable means to achieve victory, I should be the one who became a hundred households! Now that the opportunity is in front of me, I will kill whoever stands in my way up the ladder! Even if it's my own brother, I'll kill it!"

At the beginning, Zhang Zhen won the competition, but it was by no means despicable, the rules were set by Jiang Xuan, and it was also said well at the time, no matter what method was used, until the last one left in the ring was the final winner.

The reason why Jiang Zhen formulated this rule at the beginning was also to see the ability of these young people to adapt to changes, but he never thought that it would become a shackle in Mo Jing's heart.

Putting aside the original competition, Zhang Chen's promotion process was not smooth, he was on the verge of life and death several times, and now he can become a hundred households, and he definitely fought with his life, but many of these processes are unknown.

Zhang Zhen didn't explain these things to Mo calmly, because he knew that you can explain when you are facing a normal person, but when you are facing a crazy person, no matter what kind of explanation the other party will not listen.

Zhang Lu didn't talk nonsense, and directly slashed towards Mo Danding, he wanted to avenge Xie Cheng and Xie Wen'an, father and son, and even more so for Mo Congrong, who wanted to be this mess with him!

With Zhang Lu's current martial arts realm, it couldn't be easier to kill a Mo calmly, but he had just been seriously injured in the James Mansion, and now there is no one in ten internal forces available in his body, and his body is accompanied by severe pain, and swinging the knife is much softer and slower.

Mo calmly twisted his neck and screamed, "It's a good time!" He took out his embroidered spring knife and met Zhang Yuan.

Night rivers and lakes.

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