Ultimate Pawn

Hanmang is sharp, with a blade length of 30 cm.

Patriarch Mo Youshan took the machete with trembling hands, and then, step by step, he walked towards his son.

His hands were trembling along the way.

After all, the one kneeling in front is his own flesh and blood.

Let him do it on his own flesh and blood? There is nothing more tormenting than this!

"Father...no, daddy...!" Mo Jiaming trembled extremely, tears in his eyes and nose, madly gushing out, this young master of the Mo family was almost about to collapse at this moment.

"There are mountains, don't... he is my son!" His wife Luo Xiangnan also rushed up miserably, trying to stop her husband.

However, Mo Youshan looked extremely solemn and regarded death as home.

Today, if he does not come up with an explanation.

I'm afraid that the entire Mo family will suffer annihilation!

At this moment, he has no choice!

Mo Youshan pushed his wife away, holding a sharp machete, and slowly walked in front of his son.

Then, he slowly raised the...30 cm long machete.

"Father...Don't..." Mo Jiaming trembled in horror, his pupils widening.

"Puff......!!!" Hanmang flashed, his hand lifted the knife and dropped!

Gory blood splattered.

Mo Jiaming's entire left arm was cut off instantly, and his limbs were planted on the ground...a piece of blood stained red!

"Uh...!!!" Mo Jiaming howled miserably, shaking with horror!

The pain of severed limbs, heart-piercing!

Mo Youshan was holding a machete and his complexion was extremely hideous. At this time, he... his eyes were blood red, and his body seemed to be several decades old.

Personally, cut off his son's hand.

The flesh and blood are connected, and the ten fingers are connected to the heart.

But he has no choice.

The machete in his hand was stained with scarlet.

He raised the machete again, and slashed it frantically at his son's right hand!

"Puff...!" Blood spattered!

The red blood splashed on Mo Youshan's face, making him look even more hideous.

Mo Jiaming's entire right arm was also instantly chopped to the ground, blood soaring.

In the blink of an eye, his arms were lost, his body trembled with severe pain, and his whole body fell to the ground, his painful complexion paled, almost fainting.

Inside the Mo Family Manor, there was a **** massacre scene.

Mo Youshan cut off his son's arms with his own hands.

His complexion seemed to be dozens of years old in an instant.

‘Zheng. He was holding a machete and fell to his knees, tears running down.

Everyone was silent in the audience, and no one dared to speak.

Guo Shaoze, with a cold expression on his face, clenched his fists, just stood aside, watching this scene coldly.

At this time, the anger in his heart was also raging.

This Mo family, but his affiliated family.

Watching the affiliated family be beheaded in such a way, it is tantamount to being naked... slap him Guo Shaoze's slap.

But he can only stand by and watch.

Because Chen Zongheng was present.

Guo Shaoze did not dare to intervene.

Once upon a time, in this Shanghai Sea, has there ever been such a scene?

One, a foreign youth in his twenties, the whole area of ​​Jiangnan that trembled in the name of just one person, trembled.

It really seems that in this world, his name is a symbol and a majestic hero.

Covered in wind and sand and swordsmanship.

How much does the myth of success cost?

Jin Ge Iron Horse chaotic war with swords and arrows.

No matter how hard he is invincible, there is no fear.

Today, his name Chen Zongheng is gradually embarking on the altar of mythology in this Jiangnan and Shanghai.

Destroy the Huang Family and confront the young master of the Guo Family!

Chen Zong, standing quietly in the Mo Family Manor, stretched out his hand and took out a cigarette to light it.

Through the faint smoke ring, he just... looked directly at the **** scene at the scene.

"There is still the third leg, no hands." His voice was calm and indifferent, and slowly reminded him.

Huh~! When he heard this, Mo Youshan's hand holding the knife shook violently.

"I beg you... I have a large number of adults, leave my Mo family... a way of life!" Old Mo Youshan pleaded with tears in tears!

The third leg, that... is the future of men.

The third leg is gone, what else... inherit the line? ?

How about inheriting the great cause of incense?

The future of his Mo family is going to be ruined!

This is worse than killing his Mo family directly!

"I said, three million, two hands and one leg, no bargaining."

Chen Zongheng's voice was calm, but there was a...sentimental chill.

He speaks and never breaks his words.

Say a few legs, then a few legs, no bargaining.

This Mo Jiaming had the courage to spend 300,000 yuan to force Yuan Li...

Then he has to make plans to be counter-buyed.

At a young age, wanton life?

This age is already the case.

If he is allowed to grow, his future...how terrible?

How many people...will be persecuted?

Instead, leave it to harm the world.

It's better to cut off the roots.

Mo Youshan's whole body was trembling, this... he was born as a father, so... he couldn't get his hands off!

"Mo Youshan, what are you still trying to do? Do it!" Not far away, Guo Shaoze's expression was extremely cold, and he shouted!

At this time, Guo Shaoze is completely righteous to destroy his relatives!

In order to calm the situation, I don't hesitate to...sacrifice the life of the arms and wings.

Mo Youshan's body trembled, he gritted his teeth and suddenly picked up the machete... hurried to the body of his son Mo Jiaming.

"Father...no...no..." Mo Jiaming trembled with a miserable face, begging for mercy and shook his head.

At this moment, standing in front of him, the assailant... is his own father.

But Mo Youshan, as if he couldn't hear, slowly raised the machete.

Then, facing his son Mo Jiaming's lower body...slashed fiercely!

"Puff...!" Scarlet splashed.

"Uh...!!! Ah!!!" Mo Jiaming trembled violently, his eyes bursting with blood and tears! !

His lower body was completely stained with scarlet!

The whole pair of trousers... are soaked and penetrated by blood! !

The third leg was completely cut down!

He Mo Jiaming, from now on, has become a complete... eunuch! !

The miserable howling sound echoed over the Mo Family Manor.

The **** scene made people tremble.

"Kang Dang." The blood-stained machete in Mo Youshan's hand slammed to the ground.

His old body softened and he slumped directly on the ground.

"Uh..." Old Mo Youshan burst into tears, crying up to the sky.

He was completely dead.

Guo Shaoze stood there, clenched his fists, his expression calm and indifferent, and he could not see the slightest mood swing.

One generation, the super son of Fosun Group, at this moment... is forced to this point.

Chen Zongheng slowly spit out a smoke ring, then turned around lightly and left the scene.

The black leather shoes under his feet slowly stepped over the corpses.

Then, he passed by with Guo Shaoze.

"Chen... aspect."

At this moment, Guo Shaoze, who had been calm and silent, finally spoke.

Chen Zongheng's footsteps stopped gently.

"I, Mr. Guo, remember today's matter."

Guo Shaoze's voice was calm, but it was colder than ever.

What happened today is the shame of Guo Shaoze.

If it were to be passed out, Guo Shaoze's prestige would be completely lost.

Chen Zongheng smiled faintly, "There will be a period later."

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