Mo Wuxie withdrew his long sword. The long sword had already been watered with blood, revealing a shocking red color.
The long sword hung diagonally in his hand, the tip of the sword facing the ground, and blood was dripping drop by drop. He turned around and looked at it, smiling evilly: "Although the seven brothers of the Gongsun family look like gorillas, they make me particularly fond of them.
, but you? It makes me sick!"
Regarding this sudden appearance, the three big men hesitated and were a little at a loss when they entered the house. Naturally, they saw the dead assassins. Any one of these assassins could kill them in an instant. At this time, the assassin was dead...
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Everyone is afraid of death. The three big men were trembling all over, their steel knives fell to the ground, their knees softened and they knelt down, saying in fear: "Please don't kill me, don't kill me!"
Mo Wuxie looked down upon such spineless people the most, but killing them was just a thought.
"I am a policeman from Dongcheng. If your words are useful to me, maybe I can consider letting you go!"
The three big men broke out in cold sweat. One of them kowtowed several times before saying, "Sir, we don't know anything!"
Mo Wuxie said "Oh", and with a flick of the long sword, several sword flowers danced out. The blood on the sword seemed to be separated from the air with this dance, forming the word "death".
The three big men were frightened and kowtowed, saying: "We really don't know anything. It's useless even if you kill us!"
If this is a secret organization, these people are just low-end people who have no access to people above them, so their knowledge is naturally limited.
Although Mo Wuxie knew this, he still held on to a glimmer of hope and asked, "Who do you usually come into contact with?"
A big man said: "Sir, those children were sent by some masked men and taught us how to do it. We just followed it, just for a bite of food. Please spare your life!"
Mo Wuxie frowned slightly, a murderous intention rose again, and shouted: "You guys knocked the child into the tank?"
The big man said: "Yes, sir, can you not kill us?"
Mo Wuxie asked again: "Why did they do this?"
The big man shook his head, indicating that he didn't know. Mo Wuxie pointed his sword at the big man. The big man immediately broke out in a cold sweat, became incontinent, and the stench suddenly became more terrifying.
"really do not know?"
A man suddenly thought of something, raised his head and said: "Sir, I remember, I remember."
Mo Wuxie looked at this man and waited for him to continue.
The man added: "Sir, I accidentally overheard a conversation between two masked men one day. They said that only by training them like this, through special cruel training methods, can their strengths be brought into full play, and they can be trained in this state.
The killer is the most terrifying!"
"Training killers?" Mo Wuxie frowned slightly. Could it be that squeezing children into a small space and cutting off their tongues would stimulate their strongest potential?
"Take me to see what's inside the jar!"
Mo Wuxie exuded an unstable aura, and his murderous aura could break through his reason at any time.
Opening the door next door, everything inside is terrifying.
I saw that the room was lined with jars of different sizes along the walls, at least ten of them.
There is a head protruding from the mouth of these jars. The age of these heads must not be more than fifteen years old.
The expressions on each head were the same, numb and without any brilliance.
This is not the scary part. What is scary is that some of the heads have no eyes and two dark holes exposed, some have their noses cut off, some have wide open mouths without tongues, and some have mouths with
The hemp ropes were pierced, and some ears were cut off...
Most of the jars had maggots squirming inside and out.
The numb expression on his head showed an expression of pain from time to time.
Mo Wuxie was furious and shouted: "It's so tragic! It's so tragic!"
The three big men knelt on the ground again in fear.
Mo Wuxie's voice was as cold as the devil in hell, and he asked, "You did all this?"
The three big men didn't say anything, but their whole bodies were shaking, which already indicated that they were the ones who did it.
Mo Wuxie asked again: "How long will it take for those masked men to come here?"
A big man was afraid that he would lose his head if he was too slow to answer, so he said, "Come once every ten days!"
Mo Wuxie asked again: "How many more days will they come again?"
The big man said: "There are still two days!"
Mo Wuxie's hair moved without any wind, the long sword in his hand turned into streaks of silver light, and his three heads rolled to the ground with a rumble.
Killing three people has not released his anger, but there is no one to kill, so he can only suppress his anger.
The long sword smashed a vat, and with a crash, a child fell to the ground paralyzed.
The child raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Wuxie, and there seemed to be a pleading light in his eyes.
A master of traditional Chinese medicine like Mo Wuxie could tell at a glance that all the bones in this child's body were crushed.
The fingers holding the sword were trembling slightly. He closed his eyes and swung the sword down, and the child was freed.
He smashed another vat. There were signs of maggots crawling inside the child's body, and his skin had long been necrotic.
He couldn't bear to watch anymore and sent the child on his way again.
Although he couldn't bear to watch it anymore, he still watched it, hoping that there were still children who could be saved.
So, he checked the four rooms one by one, and finally only one child caught his attention. Of course, all the other children were relieved.
This child was a little older, probably fifteen years old. Although his eyes were gouged, he stood up the moment the jar was smashed. His whole body exuded a special aura. This aura was familiar to Mo Wuxie.
It's indifference. It's the temperament of a born killer.
Although the child was indifferent, his pupilless eyes were staring at Mo Wuxie, as if he had already seen Mo Wuxie.
The child clenched his fingers and said in a cold voice, but with a tone of begging: "I have heard your conversation with them, you are a good person, save me!"
After saying that, the child stopped talking and just followed Mo Wuxie, like Mo Wuxie's shadow.
Mo Wuxie said nothing, hoping that the child could come out of the shadows.
"Where is your home? I will take you home!"
The child squeezed out four words: "I am an orphan!"
"Follow me from now on!"
After saying that, Mo Wuxie walked out, reached the bottom of the well, grabbed the child's foul-smelling collar, and moved his body to the mouth of the well!
When Mo Wuxie returned home, he placed the eyeless child and the tongueless child in a side room. From now on, they will be part of this place.
Both of these children were born killers. If they were not allowed to enter the martial arts, given their current physical condition, they might not live to be twenty years old. After thinking about it for a while, he already had an idea.
He came to the side room, and the two children stood up again.
"I sympathize with your situation. However, based on your current physical condition, you will not survive five years." He paused and continued: "Now, I will give you a chance to be reborn. Not only will you be able to live longer,
You can experience life for a long time, do you want such an opportunity?"
The tongueless boy nodded firmly, and the eyeless boy said firmly: "Master, you saved our lives. We are willing to do whatever you want us to do. Even if we die, we will not frown. Please give us your orders!"
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Mo Wuxie paid special attention to the eyeless boy, because the boy had lost his light and was in darkness. His grasp of sounds was very precise. In other words, his perception was very strong, which was very scary for a killer.
"Very good, I will tell you now, I will train you to become top killers, who can not only punish evil and promote good, but also gain insights into life!"
The eyeless boy said firmly: "Sir, we don't need to punish evil and promote good, nor do we need to understand life. We are just your shadow. As long as you ask us to do something, we will do anything!"