The cold light is sharp and the blade is thirty centimeters long.
The head of the family, Mo Youshan, took the machete with trembling hands... and then, step by step, he walked towards his son.
Along the way, his hands were trembling.
After all, those kneeling in front of you are your own flesh and blood.
Let him do it to his own flesh and blood? There is nothing more torturing than this!
"Dad... don't, dad...!" Mo Jiaming was trembling extremely, with tears and runny nose pouring out from his whole body. The young master of the Mo family was about to collapse at this moment.
"Youshan, don't...he is my son!" His wife Luo Xiangnan also rushed up miserably, trying to stop her husband.
However, Mo Youshan's face was extremely solemn, and he looked forward to death.
Today, if he doesn't come up with an explanation.
I'm afraid that the entire Mo family will suffer genocide!
At this moment, he has no choice!
Mo Youshan pushed his wife away, holding a sharp machete, and slowly walked to his son.
Then, he slowly raised the... thirty centimeter long machete.
"Dad...Dad don't want..." Mo Jiaming trembled in fear, his pupils widened.
"Pfft...!!" A cold light flashed through his hand, and he raised the knife and dropped it!
Blood splattered.
Mo Jiaming's entire left arm was cut off instantly, and the severed limb fell to the ground... stained red with blood!
"Uh ah...!!" Mo Jiaming howled miserably, his whole body shaking with fear!
The pain of a broken limb is heartbreaking!
Mo Youshan was holding a machete and his expression was extremely ferocious and complicated. At this moment, his eyes were blood red and his body seemed to be dozens of years older.
Cut off his son's hand with his own hands.
Bones and flesh are connected, fingers are connected to the heart.
But he had no choice.
The machete in his hand is stained with scarlet.
He raised the machete again and slashed at his son's right hand crazily!
"Poof...!" Blood splattered!
The bright red blood splashed on Mo Youshan's face, making him look even more ferocious.
Mo Jiaming's entire right arm was cut off instantly and fell to the ground, and blood spurted out.
In the blink of an eye, his arms were gone, his body was shaking with severe pain, and his whole body fell to the ground. His face turned pale from the pain, and he almost fainted.
In the Mo family manor, there was a scene of bloody massacre.
Mo Youshan cut off his son's arms with his own hands.
His complexion seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant.
‘Zheng.’ He held a machete in his hand, fell to his knees, and burst into tears.
Everyone in the audience was completely silent, and no one dared to speak.
Guo Shaoze, with a cold face and clenched fists, just stood aside and watched this scene coldly.
Now at this moment, the anger in his heart was also surging like crazy.
This Mo family is his affiliated family.
Watching his affiliated family being chopped off like this is tantamount to naked...slapping him like Guo Shaoze.
But he could only stand by and watch.
Because Chen Zongheng was present.
Guo Shaoze did not dare to intervene.
Once upon a time, did Shanghai have such a scene?
A young foreigner, only twenty years old, made the whole Jiangnan tremble with just his name.
It seems that in this world, his name is a symbol, a majestic hero.
Covered in wind and sand, holding a sword to the end of the world.
How much does the myth of success cost?
A fierce battle of swords, wind and rain of arrows.
Invincible, no matter how many hardships there are, there is no fear.
Now, his name, Chen Zongheng, is gradually stepping onto the altar of myth in Jiangnan and Shanghai.
Destroy the Huang family and confront the young master of the Guo family!
Chen Zongheng stood quietly in the Mo family manor. He reached out and took out a cigarette and lit it.
Through the faint smoke ring, he just... stared directly at the bloody scene.
"There's still a third leg left, so I haven't done anything yet." He spoke slowly and reminded in a calm and indifferent voice.
Huh~! When he heard this, Mo Youshan's hand holding the knife shook suddenly.
"Please... Sir, I have a lot of money, please give my Mo family... a way to live!" Old Mo Youshan cried and tremblingly begged!
The third leg, that... is the future of man.
The third leg is gone, so what else... to continue the family line??
What else, inherit the great cause of incense?
The future of his Mo family will be destroyed in one moment!
This is even more cruel than directly destroying his Mo family!
"I said, three million, two hands and one leg, no bargaining."
Chen Zongheng's voice was calm, but it had a...cold air.
He speaks and never breaks his word.
If you say a few legs, then just a few legs, no bargaining.
This Mo Jiaming has the courage to spend 300,000 yuan to force Yuan Li...
Then he should also be prepared to be bought back.
Are you taking human life wantonly at such a young age?
This is already the case at this age.
If he is allowed to grow, how terrible will his future be?
How many people...will be persecuted?
Instead, leave it to cause harm to the world.
It's better to cut off the roots.
Mo Youshan's whole body was trembling, this...he was born as a father, he really...can't do anything!
"Mo Youshan, what are you doing standing still? Take action!" Not far away, Guo Shaoze shouted with an extremely cold face!
At this time, Guo Shaoze was completely determined to kill his relatives for justice!
In order to calm the situation, he did not hesitate to sacrifice the life of his arms and wings.
Mo Youshan's body trembled. He gritted his teeth and suddenly picked up the machete... and quickly came to the side of his son Mo Jiaming's body.
"Dad...no...no..." Mo Jiaming's face was filled with misery, and he shook his head as he trembled and begged for mercy.
At this moment, standing in front of him, the perpetrator... was his father.
But Mo Youshan seemed to be deaf, and he slowly raised his machete.
Then, he hit his son Mo Jiaming's lower body... and struck it down hard!
"Pfft...!" Scarlet splashed.
"Uh...! Ah!!" Mo Jiaming trembled violently, his eyes almost bursting with blood and tears!!
His lower body was completely stained with scarlet!
The whole pair of trousers... was soaked with blood and penetrated!!
The third leg was completely chopped off!
Mo Jiaming, from now on, has become a complete...eunuch!!
The miserable howl echoed over the Mo family manor.
The scene was so bloody that it made people tremble.
"Clang." The blood-stained machete in Mo Youshan's hand suddenly fell to the ground.
His old body softened and he collapsed directly on the ground.
"Uh ah..." Old Mo Youshan burst into tears and looked up to the sky and cried loudly.
His Mo family was completely destroyed.
Guo Shaoze stood there with his fists clenched, his face calm and indifferent, and there was no trace of any emotion.
A generation, the super young master of Fosun Group, at this moment... is forced to this point.
Chen Zongheng slowly blew out a smoke ring, then turned around and left the scene.
The black leather shoes under his feet slowly stepped over the corpses on the ground.
Then, he passed by Guo Shaoze.
"Chen...Zongheng."
At this moment, Guo Shaoze, who had been calm and silent, finally spoke.
Chen Zongheng's footsteps stopped slightly.
"I, Mr. Guo, have remembered what happened today."
Guo Shaoze's voice was calm, but colder than ever before.
What happened today is Guo Shaoze’s shame.
If word spreads, Guo Shaoze's prestige will be completely lost.
Chen Zongheng smiled lightly and said, "See you later."