There are three misfortunes in life, and the biggest loss in middle-aged life.

At this moment, Mo Wentian not only lost his son in his middle age, but also his wife and the youngest daughter.

All three were killed in front of him.

The people killed are still the same person.

This is simply to be tolerated and not to be!

"Lin Xiao, do you really think that I dare not kill you?!" Mo Wentian's hand holding the gun was trembling, and he pulled the trigger, but he was unable to pull it for a long time.

It's not that he doesn't want to, but that he doesn't know what Lin Xiao has in the end.

He is not a reckless person, nor is he an angry person, just like he did when he was young, on a rampage.

Even in the face of this, he was able to keep a clear head once two family members died in a row.

Lin Xiao is coming fiercely. Since he dared to come, he is absolutely sure of it, and it is impossible to keep his own safety out of the way.

This is one of them.

There is also the most important reason, that is, he is not sure to kill Lin Xiao at all.

There are many people here.

However, when I was in Broken Star Tower last time, nearly four to five hundred people were sent, all of them died one after another, and they were all torn to pieces.

He still vividly remembered the scene of that day.

Blood, cruel, and fear shrouded the entire broken star building.

That scene is still unforgettable for him.

Lin Xiao sat in his original position and turned a blind eye to him. Even if he faced countless guns pointed at him, he still stood still, immovable like a mountain and shaped like a rock.

Too calm.

Calm down to the point where it's creepy.

Mo Wen was naturally suspicious, even more afraid to act rashly.

He doesn't move.

It doesn't mean that no one is still.

For example, his youngest son, Mo Hu, just got up from the ground and saw that his sister he had loved since childhood was shot to death. He was suddenly in grief and anger, followed by anger.

"younger sister!!!"

Mo Hu looked up to the sky and roared, his heart was grief and anger, and a torrent of anger filled his whole mind.

"Kill my sister, I'll fight you!"

Mohu's eyes were red, and he completely lost his reason. He picked up his hand to grab, rushed directly towards Lin Xiao, and was about to shoot.

Lin Xiao had a calm expression, didn't change his face, and didn't care about it.

A bloodthirsty light flashed across Xu Hao's face, and the black hole of the gun in his hand was aimed directly at Mo Lake, showing a sneer.

"Hu'er, go back!"

Mo Wentian was shocked and was about to step forward to stop him.

But, everything is too late.

boom!

A dull gunshot sounded.

At this time, Ai Le entered a low ebb, and the whole avenue was silent.

In the end, Mohu was unable to fire the gun, because someone moved faster than him and shot him in the head more straightforwardly.

Everyone opened their mouths and watched this scene blankly, a little in a daze.

boom!

A thumb-sized blood hole appeared on Mohu's forehead, and the angry expression remained on his face, but his pupils were dilated, his breath had long since disappeared, and he fell straight to the ground.

"Lake!"

Mo Hu's biological mother was shocked, and ran over quickly, picked up her son who had lost her life a long time ago, and called her son's name over and over again.

All the members of the Mo family were in a trance.

died.

It just died.

In less than a minute, someone in front of them, in front of Mo Wentian, the Patriarch of the Mo family, killed three consecutive relatives.

Not only them, but the other guests on the side were all counted as one, and they were all shocked.

Today's funeral was supposed to be calm, but because of the arrival of one person, the funeral turned into a massacre, causing the Mo family to die three more.

This

Mo Wentian was desperate and stared at this scene blankly.

This is the first time in his life that a sense of frustration has appeared, and a deep sense of frustration has flooded into his heart.

Once upon a time, he was motivated and energetic, giving directions to the country.

With one word, who dares to disobey?

Now, someone killed his wife and children directly in front of him.

This

"The third stick of incense."

At the right time, Lin Xiao looked at Mo Wentian with an unpredictable expression and reminded him, "Three sticks of incense will be given to the three young masters, as well as Patriarch Mo."

"Enjoy your last life."

Mo Wentian looked at this handsome young face with a good temperament in front of him, with a murderous intent in his heart.

He really wanted to pick up the gun in his hand and kill the enemy who killed his family with a single shot.

But he can't!

Because he couldn't take his own life and make fun of the life of the entire Mo family.

Xu Hao got on the car and took the gun back, with a glow of excitement on his face. He turned around and reminded: "Lin Shuai, it's not early, Miss Yu is still waiting for you."

"Drive."

Lin Xiao's tone was indifferent, waving his hand, and the rear window slowly began to close, like the end of the movie, and gradually began to block the handsome and extraordinary face, and finally completely hide it in the car.

However, at the moment when the car window was about to close, Lin Xiao glanced at Mo Wentian faintly.

Just a glance, just such an understatement.

Mo Wentian chaotically lost his guard, backing back again and again, his face turned pale, if it weren't for someone to help, I'm afraid he would have fallen to the ground.

The speed of the commercial vehicle began to increase slowly.

After driving for a certain distance, he instantly lifted up, riding a dust, and disappeared on the avenue of the funeral home, disappearing from the sight of everyone.

Sorrow and joy gradually climaxed, resounding the world.

Like the music of the undead, surrounded by the ears of the people, leading them to death.

Everyone looked at the back of the car leaving, all in a trance.

This young man killed the three members of the Mo family, but he was able to leave unharmed.

The Patriarch of the Mo family didn't stop him, and he didn't even dare to say a word from beginning to end.

This is the end of my thought.

Everyone was taken aback.

The fifth largest family of the Mo family, who has been in Yanjing for decades, has always said one thing, and has a strong decision-making power.

In the past few decades, how many people dare to provoke the Mo family?

Nowadays, some people not only provoke them, but also kill several members of the Mo family.

This…

"call!"

Mo Wentian, who was in a daze, let his rock-solid mentality collapse, finally reacted, wiped his forehead, but found that he was already full of sweat.

"Lin Xiao! Lin Xiao!"

He gritted his teeth and recited Lin Xiao's name several times in silence.

Now think about it, this is their first real positive contact.

However, it was far more dangerous than the last time I came in Broken Star Tower.

Lin Xiao came here clearly prepared.

Because he felt that when the car stopped in front of him, the air in the entire funeral home was cold by a degree.

This kind of cold is not external cold, but cold to the bone.

That is murderous!

Only those who have gone through the hardships of life and death, who have been murdering and bleeding all the year round, can feel the murderous aura.

He believed that a lot of people were definitely ambushing around, as long as he Mo Wentian dared to move, he could wipe out his clan.

This son is full of sharp edges, shaped like that wandering nine-day real dragon.

Mo Wentian was full of bitterness and looked up at the sky, as if he had seen the mountain of **** corpses, and the sky was raining blood.

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