"You have to make it clear to me, I am talking to you formally now, not just a joke... The result of the joke is that you are alive, but if the result is official, it does not necessarily guarantee that you are still alive!"

His meaning is obvious - answer obediently, answer seriously, and answer after thinking about it.

"You only have one chance, just like your life!"

Having said that, the threats that Mo Xing and Mo Xiaobai received were enough.

At this moment, who would dare to speak nonsense in front of him?

Only tell the truth.

"We, we are looking for you because, because we received a task..."

Before Mo Xiaobai finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Xing: "It's not us, it's me..."

He raised his head, as if he was ready to sink the boat.

His eyes were also firmer: "It's the order I received to kill you..."

Mo Xiaobai was anxious: "Axing..."

"It's me, it's me!" Mo Xing interrupted him with a blank expression: "This is just my task, it's the task that the patriarch gave me, no one's business!"

Mo Xiaobai was willing to take risks for him.

But he couldn't pull him into the water.

If he must die, let him die alone!

It was enough to kill him alone.

Feng Chenglin didn't talk to anyone, there were two people there, you were vying for me.

Both Mo Xiaobai and Mo Xing sensed that the atmosphere in the air was a bit wrong, and subconsciously stopped talking and turned to look at him.

"What's wrong? Why don't you say anything? Go ahead," Feng Chenglin clapped his hands, looked at them calmly, and smiled, "Seriously, there are really not many feelings like the two of you this year. It's gone!"

Mo Xin glanced meaningfully at Mo Xiaobai, lowered her head, her eyes turned sharply, not knowing what she was thinking about.

"How many people kill each other for the sake of profit, like you are not relatives and not related, oh, no, you are brothers. But even brothers of a compatriot, for a little money and small profits, You can kill you to the death, it's really rare to see people like you vying to give away people's heads..."

Mo Xing once again protected Mo Xiaobai behind him, and said seriously, "This matter is mine alone and has nothing to do with him. He was dragged into the water by me, so why do you have to kill him?"

"Who said I was going to kill him?" Feng Chenglin bowed his head and smiled wickedly: "These days, some fun is not something that can be achieved by fighting and killing. Torturing people... is also a very happy thing!"

He suddenly raised his hand, grabbed Mo Xiaobai's arm with one hand, and twisted it hard.

"click"

The dislocated arm drooped softly.

But Mo Xiaobai just grunted, gritted his teeth, and didn't make a sound.

Feng Chenglin smiled wickedly, raised his brows, that is, provocative eyes, wandering over the two of them.

"Now, a little more exciting..."

"You stop!"

Before Feng Chenglin could make a move, Mo Xing hurriedly waved his hands and knelt on the ground with a bang, pleading eagerly.

"If you have anything, just ask me, don't do it any more... You just want to know something. If you ask me, I will tell you, just please don't hurt him again!"

Although Mo Xiaobai didn't say anything, he looked at Mo Xing with more complicated eyes.

Feng Chenglin suddenly raised his hand, and slapped the palm knife fiercely on his neck.