Chapter 122: The Lost Dog

The sea of blood is surging, the smell of blood is strong and pungent, and under his feet is the ice cubes formed by the blood of the people in Ziyulou, blood red and blood-red, Jiang An just stepped on, old tears flowed, step by step towards Zhao Haochen, every step was extremely heavy, one step seemed to span dozens of miles, it was so difficult. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The scarlet eyes were like a mad lion, and the roaring voice resounded through Qingcheng, "Why?

Zhao Haochen's face was also heavy, it can be said that he let Ziyu die and be injured without any effort, but he didn't regret it at all, because if you don't kill him, he will kill you, and that's how it is in the rivers and lakes.

"Why? You are a landlord, you shouldn't be mentally retarded, otherwise you wouldn't be the owner of the first floor of Qingcheng!"

Zhao Haochen said with great certainty, which made Jiang An's heart more and more panicked, since the Ziyulou had been destroyed, it was important for him to flee for his life, but Zhao Haochen's words seemed to have knocked him into the bottomless abyss, and he wanted to pretend not to know, but he was debunked by his words.

"Mo Yuxuan wants to mobilize the strength of the Qingcheng branch to strangle me and destroy the Xingchen Gang, don't you know about it? Mo Yuxuan is inconvenient to see me, you don't know what the reason is? Who gave the order for you to imprison him?

Jiang An, Jiang An, you disappointed me so much, so it is destined that none of the Qingcheng branch will be able to become that person's descendants!"

The more Jiang An listened, the more uncomfortable he felt, as if he was being watched all the time.

Strangling, annihilation, captivity......

A huge fear slowly climbed into his heart, the cold wind howled, and a ray of sunlight shone directly on Zhao Haochen's waist through the blood cloud, the purple-gold light shone brightly, and his eyes keenly caught two words.

"Holy Messenger!"

A cold light flashed, and in that frightened look, he slowly fell to the ground, his eyes still wide open, and he said in disbelief.

"Report! Mo Yuxuan was found in the prison!"

"Bring it on! This gang leader will have a good time with him, and look at the demeanor of this young master of the Ziyu Mansion now!" Zhao Haochen had a smile on his face, but he looked amiable, but Liu Cheng and the others who were standing next to him shivered coldly.

A figure was pushed and shoved, and the shackles and shackles made it very difficult for him to walk.

His face was covered with dirt, he was dirty, he was imprisoned in a black prison that did not see the light of day, coupled with the pursuit and killing of the Star Gang for many days, his consciousness began to be a little blurred, and when he came out, he kept scolding Jiang An and wanted to kill him.

As soon as Mo Yuxuan was brought in, the dark musty smell that belonged to the cell alone came to his face, Zhao Haochen frowned slightly, Liu Cheng waved his hand very well aware of current affairs, and several gangsters carried several large buckets of cold snow water and stood respectfully outside the door.

Mo Yuxuan curled up in the cold wind, holding his cold body, but his consciousness gradually recovered because of the stimulation of the cold snow water.

His eyes were full of blood, and his tentacles were full of stumps and broken remains, Jiang An's body not far away had not yet been frozen by ice and snow, and as far as the eye could see, the chill in Mo Yuxuan's heart enveloped his heart little by little.

"Mo Shao, are you a little more sober?, do you want to take another cold shower, it is very refreshing and exciting to see you!" Zhao Haochen's handsome face appeared in front of Mo Yuxuan with a smile.

Mo Yuxuan, who had a beautiful face, was in no mood to appreciate it at the moment, and a huge fear filled his heart, "You-you-" The voice was very long, and his throat kept churning, but it was very difficult to let out a sound.

"Yes, it's me, how about it, I don't know how Mo Shao feels at this moment?" Zhao Haochen seems to have become a full-time interviewer, if there is another microphone and a camera, wow, a full-time reporter, it is really dedicated.

"Mo Shaowu's martial arts are not annoying, and there are a lot of enemies he provokes. As he spoke, a cruel smile appeared on Zhao Haochen's face, which made Mo Yuxuan suddenly shocked in his heart, "If Mo Shao's martial arts are completely lost, and his muscles and veins are broken, I don't know what those people will do, I really feel scared when I think about it!"

Zhao Haochen shook his head, looking heartbroken, compassionate.

"No! No, Zhao Gongzi, for the sake of you and I knowing each other, spare me, I will be a cow and a horse in the next life, and I will not hesitate!" Mo Yuxuan looked like a small character on the rivers and lakes begging for death, kowtowing like pounding garlic, and tears flowed.

The cruelty gradually receded on Zhao Haochen's face, Zhao Haochen turned around, put his hands behind his back, nodded, and thought about it seriously, frowned and asked, "Why is it the next life, isn't this life bad?"

Liu Cheng, Menglong and the others had red faces, and they almost laughed out loud, but if this was the case, they also felt a burst of pain in their stomachs.

Mo Yuxuan, who kowtowed, was stunned for a moment, he never expected that this Zhao Gongzi or this Zhao gang leader would be so difficult to deceive, but as soon as he gritted his teeth, he squeezed out a smile on his face, "Yes, yes, what Gongzi said is very reasonable, in the future, I Mo Yuxuan will only look forward to Zhao Gongzi, and see you together!"

The words are sincere, and there is not the slightest resentment to be heard.

Zhao Haochen nodded, quite satisfied, sat on the chair of Ziyulou, cocked Erlang's legs, looked at the shoes under his feet distressedly, and said in a low voice: "These shoes are dirty, it's a pity, I just bought them!"

Mo Yuxuan hurriedly stepped forward very acquaintedly, and after some hypocritical politeness, Zhao Haochen finally "lost", and asked Mo Yuxuan to carefully wipe his shoes with his sleeve.

The burning anger was suppressed by Mo Yuxuan in the bottom of his heart, there was an enemy in front of him, but he had to be humble and wronged, and he had to grovel, the power of the dead volcano had been suppressed for many years, and it had reached the critical moment of eruption, but he was still suppressing, in order to burst out more power, in fact, he was enduring humiliation and stealing life.

"Okay, okay!" Zhao Haochen raised his foot, as if he "accidentally" kicked Mo Yuxuan's face, but Zhao Haochen didn't seem to see it.

"Mo Shao, can you take a look at your flute, I've been envious for a long time!"

After Mo Yuxuan respectfully handed it to Zhao Haochen, he glanced at it casually, and wanted to reach out to Mo Yuxuan to return it, but just as he reached out to take it, the flute was like a sharp blade, cutting through his limbs.

Blood gushed out, limbs couldn't move the slightest strength, muscles and veins were broken, and martial arts were wasted.

"Mo Shao, I'm sorry!"