"Reminiscing about the past."

Mo Ye raised his eyes and looked at him, "I made it very clear just now. I want to reminisce with my third brother."

Mo Huifeng couldn't believe his words anymore!

Do you still need a knife to reminisce about the past?!

What kind of old age is this talking about?!

"No, that's not necessary."

Mo Huifeng backed away quickly, turned around and left, "I still have important things to deal with, so I won't delay any more! We'll see you later, Seventh."

Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked to the door, the door of the inn closed with a clang.

Ruyu stood at the door holding a long sword, blocking his way.

Mo Huifeng's heart trembled!

"Old Qi, what do you mean?!"

He quickly turned around and looked at Mo Ye in surprise.

"Third brother, we haven't finished telling the story yet, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

Mo Ye walked closer step by step.

Ru Mo had already taken the knife and handed it to him respectfully.

It was not an ordinary knife, it was a scimitar as thick as a sword. The knife was sharp and reflected Mo Ye's cold eyes, which made people's hearts tremble.

Mo Ye held a machete in his hand and quickly approached Mo Huifeng.

He wanted to retreat.

But behind him is Ruyu holding a sword.

For Mo Huifeng, there is a tiger in front and a wolf in the back, making it impossible to advance or retreat!

"Lao Qi, if you have anything to say, please tell me! There must be a misunderstanding between us brothers. Please explain the misunderstanding..."

Before he finished speaking, the scimitar in Mo Ye's hand stabbed heavily into Mo Huifeng's thigh!

"ah……"

He screamed like a slaughtered pig and fell to the ground. There was a lot of blood on his legs, and soon the floor was stained red, and the smell of blood spread.

Mo Huifeng covered the wound with trembling hands and looked at Mo Ye with a pale face, "Old Qi, what on earth are you going to do?!"

At this moment, he was scared from the bottom of his heart!

Afraid of the seventh brother in front of him who seemed careless but stabbed him without blinking an eye!

In the past few years, the two brothers have been fighting openly and secretly.

But these are just some conspiracies and tricks, and they are rarely used.

He only had one fight with Mo Ye at the beginning of last winter, when he was ambushing him halfway.

Looking at Mo Ye with cold eyes, Mo Huifeng trembled slightly, feeling as if a demon had descended into the world, "Old Qi, calm down!"

"I am very calm."

After that, the scimitar in Mo Ye's hand stabbed Mo Huifeng's other leg heavily!

"ah……"

Mo Huifeng raised his head and roared miserably!

Mo Ye pulled out the scimitar without changing his expression, blood splattered on his face.

White and red, like white snow and red plums, are frighteningly beautiful, but also terrifyingly cold.

"That's two stabs, isn't it?"

Mo Ye raised the corners of his lips coldly, "Third brother, since you have the courage to attack my king's son, you must have the ability to bear my king's anger now."

Two swords?!

Mo Huifeng's face was shocked!

No wonder Mo Ye asked Ru Mo just now how many cups of tea he had drank...

So that’s what it means?!

How many cups of tea should I drink and how many knives should I give him?!

He drank seven cups of tea and was stabbed twice now.

I wonder where Mo Ye will stab the other five swords?!

The first two knives were so cruel that they stabbed directly into his thigh. If the doctor could cure him, it would be just a matter of enduring the pain. He would keep this in Mo Ye's mind!

But if it can’t be cured...

Wouldn’t he become a useless person?!

Mo Ye is indeed a devil, he is so ruthless!

"Third brother, where do you think I will stab you next?"

Mo Ye was holding the knife, the tip of the knife was still slowly dripping blood, and the sight made one's scalp numb.

Mo Huifeng was trembling and speechless.

How could the pain in his body right now be worth his fear of Mo Ye?!

His teeth were trembling and he was speechless.

"Since Third Brother doesn't want to say anything, then I will make my own choice."

The smile on Mo Ye's lips did not disappear, but instead deepened. But the smile became more and more frightening. Mo Huifeng hugged his legs and moved back with difficulty, "You, don't come here!"

What didn't he want to say?

He was obviously scared, the pain was so severe that he was speechless!

Mo Ye raised the knife and stabbed Mo Huifeng's arm easily.

With another scream, Mo Huifeng fell to the ground.

In order to avoid Mo Ye, he still gritted his teeth and tried to crawl away, but he didn't know that his appearance at this time was even more embarrassing and ridiculous.

"Four more knives."

Mo Ye sneered.

Is Mo Huifeng scared now?

Want to run away?!

Has he ever thought in the past few days that Yuan Bao is just a four-year-old child. He was kidnapped by a terrible killer. How scared he was and how much he wanted to escape?!

Mo Ye wanted him to experience this feeling for himself!

He had already guessed that someone would take action against Yuan Bao, so he ordered Ru Yu and Ru Mo to guard Yuan Bao every step of the way.

But he never expected that something would happen to Yuan Bao.

Why is it that the person who wants to harm Yuan Bao is his brother and Yuan Bao’s uncle?!

He couldn't contain the anger in his heart!

Mo Ye held the knife hard, the blade trembled slightly, and veins popped out on the back of his hand!

The knife went down again and stabbed Mo Huifeng's other arm!

"There are three more knives."

Mo Ye looked at him coldly.

Mo Huifeng's limbs were severely injured, and there was blood all over the floor. He could no longer crawl.

He lay on the ground, gritted his teeth and stared at Mo Ye fiercely, "If you have the ability, if you have the ability, just kill me! See if Father will let you go!"

"Kill you?"

Mo Ye chuckled, "I will not kill you, you and I are brothers."

"But you kidnapped Yuan Bao, do you think my father will let you go?"

With just one word, the fierceness in Mo Huifeng's eyes suddenly turned into panic!

Precisely because he knew that Mo Zongran hurt Yuan Bao so much, he felt jealous and unwilling, and asked the dark night to kidnap Yuan Bao...

If Yuan Bao is killed, he can be pushed to someone else's head.

Who would have thought that not only could Yuan Bao be killed, he himself had fallen into Mo Ye's hands!

If Mo Zongran knew...

He's finished!

Seeing that Mo Huifeng was afraid, the scimitar in Mo Ye's hand slowly fell on his calf, and the tip of the knife gently moved upward, "Is it not an exaggeration for me to take one of your legs?"
To be continued...