Hearing Mo Feifan say that the killer came from the Skeleton Cult, Feng Hua and others frowned. This mysterious and terrifying opponent finally took action.
"Brother Fan, what should we do?" Fenghua asked.
Mo Feifan faintly pointed to the corpse on the ground and said: "The soldiers came to cover up the water and earth. Look, this is their fate."
At this time, Li Dafeng walked in from outside the door. "Brother Fan, the killer didn't leave any traces, but I found my grandson."
"Well? Who is it?"
Li Dafeng shook his head and shouted: "Bring up the grandson of that big-assed wife who died."
Someone agreed outside the door, and then two Momen brothers escorted the innkeeper in.
Seeing the ferocious looks of Li Dafeng and others, the shopkeeper was so frightened that his legs became weak and he almost peed his pants. "Ah Feng, why did you arrest him?" Mo Feifan asked in confusion.
Li Dafeng pointed at the shopkeeper's nose and cursed loudly: "At first, I suspected that this grandson was the one who told the secret. Brother Fan, which room do you live in? Even the brothers below don't know. Why would the killer know?! Later, I took someone there
I entered his room and saw that the grandson was packing his things and preparing to run away, so I kidnapped him."
This is the simple thinking of simple people. Sometimes simple thinking is the closest to the truth. The brothers couldn't help but look at Li Dafeng with admiration, and even Mo Feifan was very pleased.
Mo Feifan glanced at Li Dafeng appreciatively, and finally his eyes fell on the innkeeper. He hooked his hand, and Li Dafeng handed over the machete knowingly: "Boss Chu (the shopkeeper's name is Chu Tianxiong), we should
There is no grudge, why did you betray me?"
Chu Tianxiong's name is quite domineering, but his character is very cowardly. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the machete in Mo Feifan's hand. His legs went weak and he was sweating like rain: "Master Mo, no, don't kill me.
, don’t kill me... I didn’t really want to betray you. They arrested my wife and children and said that if I didn’t do what they said, they would die..."
At the end of the sentence, he was so sad that he started to cry. If the assassination failed, not only would he die, but his wife and children would also suffer. He had been an honest man all his life, but he never expected that his whole family would die without a burial place.
the point.
Looking at Chu Tianxiong who was crying, Mo Feifan also softened his heart. The killers of the Skeleton Cult came for him, and after all, he was the one who got them involved. He sighed and said, "I don't have to kill you.
, but you have to do one thing for me."
Chu Tianxiong was stunned for a long time, and then asked in disbelief: "You really don't want to kill me?"
Mo Feifan nodded: "I won't kill you, but if you do as I say, I will rescue your wife and children."
"But if you dare to play tricks on me, not only will your wife and children's lives not be saved, but you will also die." Mo Feifan's eyes suddenly turned cold, as cold as if an elephant could freeze to death.
Chu Tianxiong met Mo Feifan's sharp gaze and couldn't help but shudder. At that moment, he felt that what was in front of him was not a person, but an iceberg.
Mo Feifan is not an iceberg. Only those who are really close to him will realize that he is actually a volcano. A ten thousand-year volcano that makes people's blood boil and burns everything.
"Thank you, Mr. Mo, thank you, Mr. Mo. I will definitely do as you are told, I will definitely do as you are told. Please give Mr. Mo's orders. Please give Mr. Mo's orders."
Li Dafeng carefully reminded Mo Feifan: "Brother Fan, the old grandson who killed my big-ass wife sold us the first time, and he might sell us the second time. Who can guarantee that he won't trade our lives for his?"
As for the lives of my wife and children, I think it’s better to kill him.”
Fenghua also agreed with Li Dafeng's statement: "Afeng is right. It would be better to lose eight hundred to oneself than to leave a single traitor behind."
Zhang Rao and Cai Mengyu also said that this person cannot be kept.
Only Qian Shuyuan agreed with Mo Feifan's approach, thinking that although Chu Tianxiong was hateful, he was still doing it for his family. When he heard that most people advocated killing him, Chu Tianxiong panicked. He kowtowed to everyone, begged for mercy and
He swore: "Heroes have mercy on me, heroes have mercy on me. I will never betray you heroes. Please don't kill me. I..."
In the end, the opinions of the brothers did not change Mo Feifan's decision. He said against all opinions: "I have made up my mind, let's not discuss this matter anymore."
Hearing that Mo Feifan's tone was not good, Li Dafeng, Fenghua and others wisely closed their mouths.
Mo Feifan put away the machete and said to Chu Tianxiong: "If the two killers didn't go back, their companions will definitely guess that something happened. If I'm not wrong, they will definitely come to you to ask about the situation. By then,
You just tell them..."
Mo Feifan revealed his plan, and all the brothers couldn't help but praise: "What a move to lure the snake out of its hole."
Chu Tianxiong wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve and carefully memorized every word that Mo Feifan said.
Li Dafeng flew up and kicked Chu Tianxiong on the butt: "Go, go, prepare some delicious food, Master Feng is already hungry."
Chu Tianxiong readily agreed and turned to leave. When he left Mo Fanfan's room, Mo Fanfan snapped his fingers at Fenghua: "Send two brothers from the Quicksand Organization to monitor him. If they find out that he has done anything inappropriate, they will kill him immediately."
he."
Fenghua nodded and immediately went out to make arrangements.
The next day, the sun was still shining brightly, and Qiushui Town was still calm. Like the vast sea, there were no waves on the surface, but under the surface there was an undercurrent and murderous intent.
As soon as it started to dawn, pharmacists were coming in and out of Lufang Restaurant one after another. Everyone left with confidence, shaking their heads and coming out listlessly.
Midnight, Lufang Restaurant.
Several guards guarding the door of Mo Feifan's room were standing listlessly against the wall, or sitting on a bench nearby and taking a nap. After receiving dozens of pharmacists, there was no part of their bodies that was not in pain, as if they had fought a big battle.
Still tired.
Liu Xuefeng was originally responsible for guarding this place, but since he went to track down clues about the killer, the heavy responsibility of guarding Mo Feifan was placed on their shoulders. Without Liu Xuefeng here to hold the line, everyone became more casual.
At this time, a middle-aged man carrying a medicine box came over. His steps were slow and his voice was very soft. After all, those who can guard Mo Feifan are the elites of Mo Sect. Their ears are extremely sensitive. Although he was tired and fell into a semi-sleep state,
, but I still felt someone coming.
The guards opened their eyes and looked at the people coming over. In addition to the man dressed as a pharmacist, there was also Chu Tianxiong, the shopkeeper of Lufang Inn.
Before they could speak, Chu Tianxiong said: "Brothers, this is the miracle doctor I invited. He can cure Mr. Mo's injuries."
A guard in his thirties frowned and said: "What kind of medical treatment is there in the middle of the night? Come back tomorrow."
Chu Tianxiong said calmly: "This miracle doctor is very pressed for time and will leave here early tomorrow morning."
The guard nodded, then shook his head and said: "That's not okay, it's Momen's curfew time now, no one can enter Brother Fan's room." Chu Tianxiong's expression changed, and he raised his tone and said: "You are such a person.
What's going on? There's no reason to stop the pharmacist from treating the patient." The guard said helplessly: "For Brother Fan's safety, I can't do anything."
"Safe?" The pharmacist raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Are you doubting that I will be harmful to the patient?"
The guard shrugged and said, "It's not just you who is suspected, everyone is the same. Brother Fan's safety is Momen's top priority, and I can't afford to bear anything if something happens."
The pharmacist frowned and cursed in his mind: "Damn it."
Just when he didn't know what to do, the door creaked open and a stunning beauty walked out. The stunning beauty had a sad face and asked in a cold voice: "What are you doing? Does Brother Fan need to be quiet?"
The guard brother shrank his neck and lowered his voice: "Sister-in-law, the shopkeeper brought a miracle doctor and said he can cure Brother Fan's injury. You see, it's already here."
In Momen, there is no one who can be called "sister-in-law" except Zhang Rao. The stunning beauty is indeed Zhang Rao.
Zhang Rao's eyes showed unexpected surprise, and she hurriedly said: "Miracle doctor, miracle doctor, please come in quickly, please come in."
The pharmacist nodded, and just as he was about to step in, he quietly stopped: "When I save people, I don't like others to get in my way."
The reason why the miracle doctor is called a miracle doctor is not only because of his superb medical skills, but also because of his weird personality.
"Well, let's leave now. We will never hinder the miracle doctor." Zhang Rao did not object and asked.
What a stupid woman! The pharmacist secretly smiled, waved his hand, opened the door to the room and floated in. When he walked to the hospital bed, he looked at a young man lying on the bed.
The young man's face was pale, and the clothes on his stomach and shoulders were soaked with blood. If these two places were not seriously injured, he would not have shed so much blood. He slowly took out a small dagger from the mezzanine of the medicine box, and lay on his back
He took a long breath and said coldly: "The boss of the dignified Mo family is about to die at my hands. It's really an exciting thing."
The young man on the bed seemed to be sleeping soundly without moving. The man chuckled, knocked the young man on the forehead with the back of his knife, and said: "Mo Feifan, you slept peacefully! But you should open your eyes and take a last look.
This world." Mo Feifan's eyelids moved, and he slowly opened his eyes. When he saw a stranger standing in front of him, he was stunned and asked feebly: "Who are you?"
The man said proudly and leisurely: "The person who wants your life!" Mo Feifan's expression changed and he asked: "The Skeleton Cult?"
The man said coldly: "Yes, you are not a fool."
"Haha, you are a fool." The young man suddenly jumped up from the bed, restrained the man's knife hand with one hand, and strangled his throat with the other.
"You...you are not Mo Feifan." The man squeezed out a few words from his throat.
Fake Mo Feifan smiled: "I never said I was Brother Fan."
At this time, the door suddenly opened, and a group of people with steel knives rushed in. The leader was Mo Feifan.
"Xue Feng, how are you?"
Liu Xuefeng knocked the dagger out of the man's hand and kicked it away: "He admitted that he is a member of the Skeleton Cult."