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Chapter 979 Burial for Uncle Mo

Xiao Tianmo has already said this, and Mo Han can't hold on any longer.

Moreover, if it weren't for Mo Zhenting's last words, her desire to kill the bald man and others was no less than Xiao Tianmo's.

"When Yuki and Xiaohan get on the car, you can do it again. And as fast as possible, get rid of everyone's bodies."

"I don't want them to defile Dad's eyes."

Xiao Tianmo ordered Zhuque.

He didn't want Mo Han and Su Youxi to see the bloodier scenes next.

"Yes, boss!"

Zhuque agreed and walked towards the bald man and others with expressionless expression.

"Xiaohan, let's go. Let Zhuque take action, it's not considered a violation of his father's last words."

Xiao Tianmo said.

In fact, even if Mo Zhenting gave a death order, Xiao Tianmo would not avenge him, Xiao Tianmo would kill the Demon City and slaughter the Golden Leopard Hall.

Because he knew that Mo Zhenting was just worried about him, he said something against his will.

Deadly dying with your eyes openly proves this very well.

Mo Zhenting was kind to him as much as a mountain, and he would never let Mo Zhenting die with his eyes open!

"good."

Mo Han nodded and followed Xiao Tianmo to the jeep not far away.

Su Youxi hesitated for a moment before he got into the car.

Her mood is simply indescribable in words.

The anger of knowing Xiao Tianmo's true identity and the guilt of killing Mo Zhenting were intertwined, and she could hardly bear this mental pressure.

Of course, after experiencing these few days, her anger towards Xiao Tianmo was not as strong as it was at the beginning, but more guilty.

If she hadn't suddenly proposed to go to the Demon City, Mo Zhenting should have had a drink and chat with Xiao Tianmo in Sujing.

If she hadn't walked out of the B&B for no reason, Mo Zhenting would never have been killed by anyone.

Although Mo Zhenting's death was not caused directly by her.

But it has nothing to do with her.

She felt guilty to Mo Zhenting, and even more guilty to Xiao Tianmo.

Mo Zhenting was Xiao Tianmo's beloved adoptive father, but he died because of her.

When she saw Xiao Tianmo vomiting blood on the spot because of Mo Zhenting's death, her heart was broken.

When she saw Xiao Tianmo kneeling in front of Mo Zhenting's grave, every word of blood and tears, she wished she could die and apologize.

So, when everything calmed down, she didn't know how to face Xiao Tianmo.

After Xiao Tianmo, Su Youxi and others got on the jeep, Suzaku happened to arrive in front of the bald man.

Seeing Zhuque raise the dragon pattern dagger in his hand, the bald man looked like his eyes were grinning and said in surprise: "You...you, what do you want to do?"

"I want to cut off one of your arms so you'll be like everyone else."

Suzaku sneered.

"I…"

The bald man subconsciously protected his arm. As soon as he opened his mouth, Suzaku raised his sword and fell.

A puff.

As the red light flashed, the bald man's entire arm on his left was cut off.

Blood suddenly gushed out.

Ahhhhh!

The bald man screamed and rolled on the ground in pain.

When the other people saw that the bald man was not spared, they felt much better.

It is really a blessing to share, and a difficult share.

"I have lost one arm, and my subordinates have also been cut off one arm. Now we can leave, right?"

The bald man endured the severe pain and said with a pale face.

"Uncle Mo is the adoptive father of Lord Dragon King. He is as kind as a mountain to Lord Dragon King. You bastards dare to kill him alive."

"I just want to leave with only one arm?"

"The Dragon King has already said that you will use your blood to wash away the grievances of his adoptive father."
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