Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 710 Broken Broken

"Stop joking!"

Mo Xiaocheng rushed over with a sinister smile: "The girls in Zuihonglou are very boring, but Wan'er, you are the most likable."

Likeable?

I'll let you know what it means to be likable.

This time, Mo Xiaowan stood still, waiting for him to rush over.

Just when Mo Xiaocheng was about to win, Mo Xiaowan kicked him hard in the crotch, fast, accurate and ruthless.

This kick was a [-]% effort.

So when he heard a miserable cry that resounded through the sky, Mo Xiaocheng quickly flew backwards, hit a tree, and rolled down the stone steps with a splash.

As soon as he hit the ground, he clutched his crotch and screamed again and again: "Little bitch, it's broken!"

"Why is it so easy to break?"

Mo Xiaowan walked towards him step by step with a smirk, took out a dagger, and blew lightly on the corner of his mouth.

"This dagger was pickled and cut by Si Buliang back then. This time, it's your turn, Mo Xiaocheng. You should feel lucky that it was stained with Si Buliang's blood, and it's now stained with your blood."

"no no……"

Mo Xiaocheng wanted to back up, but he had just hit a tree and rolled over the steps, his crotch was still gasping for pain, and he had no strength to back up at all.

Mo Xiaowan approached him step by step, with a bloody smile in his eyes.

"Guess, guess, dare I?"

"Mo Xiaowan, I am your father."

Mo Xiaocheng shouted in panic: "You can't do this, don't..."

"When you just wanted to belittle someone, didn't you think it was my father?"

"When you bullied my mother before, didn't you think it was my father?"

"When you whipped me and kicked me out of the house, didn't you think it was my father?"

"Father? You too!"

The scenes of Mo Xiaocheng bullying his mother came to mind one after another. Her eyes gradually became fierce, and her strikes were like lightning, and she slashed down with a knife.

This time, unlike the last time with Si Buliang, he inserted it and then pulled it out.

This time, she cut it straight down.

Mo Xiaocheng jumped up with a scream, and she could clearly see a piece of meat rolling out of his trouser leg.

"Come here, come here, Mo Xiaowan killed someone!"

As soon as Mo Xiaocheng saw the bloody mass under the steps, he looked down at his crotch, screamed, and passed out.

He should regret it, regretting that he scattered everyone for the frivolity of Mo Xiaowan.

At the time of crisis, it is called that every day should not be done, and that the ground is not working.

After Mo Xiaowan finished cutting, he made a pot of tea by himself without looking at the idiot lying on the ground, and drank it slowly.

So when Mo Qianlang and Linger came back, they immediately saw Mo Xiaocheng lying on the ground.

Before Ling'er could react, Mo Qianlang covered her eyes, pushed her into a room, slammed the door from the outside, turned his head and asked Mo Xiaowan tremblingly.

"what happened?"

"Don't feel sorry for him. What he lacks is to use something to hurt me."

Mo Xiaowan threw the bloody knife on the table to the ground: "If there is one thing missing, it will save him from messing around. I am doing Fuze Weihou's big business. I am honoring my ancestors for the old witch, so I was carried away." , wash the knife for me."

"Stupid girl, it's good that you're fine!"

Mo Qianlang gasped, looked at Mo Xiaocheng who fell to the ground, and together with Ah Xiang, wrapped them in sheets and carried them back to the courtyard where he lived.

In fact, Mo Qianlang wanted to play around with this matter, and didn't spread it around.

But the aunt who lives in his courtyard now is someone who was found by Zuihonglou. When she saw that Mo Xiaocheng was missing the most important thing, she screamed louder than the sky.

(End of this chapter)