Mo Yunfeng didn't even hum, and he died with blood splattering everywhere.

Chu Tian did not leave, but leaned over and pinched Mo Yunfeng's thin fingers, stained with blood on the knife and wrote the word "bamboo" intermittently on the ground. Nie Wuming and others were slightly surprised but said nothing. After Chu Tian finished writing, he also covered Mo Yunfeng's hand on the word, as if he was framed.

Finally, Chu Tian looked at Nie Wuming and others and said, "Check around to see if there is any survivor. Be sure to clean up the Mo family, otherwise it will be difficult to explain to Gang Master Chen. This time we cooperate with the Bamboo Alliance Gang to eradicate the Mo family. We must not leak any rumors, otherwise the Taiwanese underworld will be criticized!"

When Tian Yangsheng and others were stunned when they heard Chu Tian's words.

Nie Wuming nodded suddenly, then took the topic aloud: "I understand, I will take my brothers around now, and I will make sure that there is no living sip and no trouble for Gang Master Chen. Otherwise, I will be sorry for the information provided by the Zhulian Gang Bang, and I will be sorry for the gang members who died at the door of the Mo family!"

Tian Yangsheng and others were drowsy, but followed Nie Wuming and nodded: "I understand!"

Nie Wuming immediately sent out the big circle of brothers, and at the same time he walked towards the two people who had killed Chu Tian. He had a cold machete hanging in his hands, dragging long marks on the ground. Not long after, he stood among the pile of corpses of the Mo family's children and immersed the machetes into the bodies that were no longer breathing.

Finally, he stood in front of the two enemies that Chu Tian had overturned. The two blood-splattered bodies were no different from the surrounding corpses, but Nie Wuming caught their shaking that was difficult for them to perceive. The dead would not react like this. Only those who pretended to be dead would have conditioned fear and smiled immediately.

Chu Tian showed a look of praise on his face and raised a finger at him.

Nie Wuming knew what Chu Tian meant, so when he stabbed the machete into the body of the enemy on the left, he kicked the wound of the enemy on the right. When the enemy on the right wailed, Nie Wuming pulled the machete back from the enemy on the left, and shouted sternly: "I pretend to be dead, I will send you on the road again!"

After the words came to his voice, Nie Wuming slashed the enemy's neck on the right.

The enemy on the left subconsciously shook twice when Nie Wuming stabbed his body, but he immediately felt the machete pulling out of his body. He also heard Nie Wuming roar and slashing at his brother who was also pretending to be dead. He instantly had the idea of ​​surviving the disaster. He knew in his heart that he had saved his life tonight.

After being killed by Chu Tian and then tested Nie Wuming, he believed that he was safe.

As he expected, Nie Wuming threw the machete to the ground and walked to Chu Tian with great strides to report: "Young Marshal, all the corpses on the ground have been verified. Whether they are dead or alive, they are stabbed again with a machete. Except for the famous guys who pretend to be dead, the rest are indeed dead. We can withdraw our troops and go back!"

Chu Tian carried his hands on his back and responded lightly: "Let's go! Go back to Taishan Garden!"

Nie Wuming nodded solemnly, then blew a whistle and gathered the team. Not long after, dozens of brothers in large circles quickly left the Mo family. While leaning against the car to rest, Nie Wuming looked at Chu Tian and asked in a low voice: "Young Marshal, do you think that survivor believes that we collude with Chen Taishan?"

With his fingers gently tapped on the car window, Chu Tian smiled meaningfully: "He survived two tests of life and death. He would only think that it was the luck given to him by God, and would not think that it was a conspiracy to save his life on purpose. Therefore, he would at least believe 70% of his words and would also inform the rest of the Mo family!"

"Add Mo Yunfeng's bloody words, I guess it can start with Fenglang!"

Nie Wuming's eyes lit up slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If both the remnants of the Mo family and the Mo family believed in the survivors and believed that we colluded with Chen Taishan to eradicate the Mo family, then they would definitely have a conflict. Maybe they would even take bloody revenge, so we can sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight!"

Chu Tian leaned on the seat and shook his head gently and said, "Things are not that simple. How can there be no interest in both sides cause revenge? The Mo family members were almost killed by us. How could those remnants of the Mo family take revenge on the Bamboo Alliance for hatred? At most, they expressed their condemnation and dissatisfaction, or just fight a few times and do whatever they want!"

"If they want them to be in endless conflicts, we should put a bone!"

Nie Wuming frowned slightly and said in surprise: "Bone?"

Chu Tian smiled a sly smile on his face and replied intriguingly: "Didn't you rob Yunshang's Palace last time? Take out all the gold, silver jewelry, antique calligraphy and paintings, put them in a hidden place in the Mo family, and then reveal the news to the Bamboo League Gang and the remnants of the Mo family. What will you say then?"

Nie Wuming's eyes shone with light and he sincerely praised: "Young Marshal, great!"

Almost passed by Chu Tian's car, several late fire trucks finally drove towards the Mo Mansion. The Mo family's children who were lying on the ground pretending to be dead knew that the danger had passed, so they forced themselves to get up in pain. They stumbled on the wound and stumbled to the backyard of the Mo family, and quickly escaped from the side door inside.

He didn't dare to stay on the scene, for fear that someone would know that he was still alive.

He held a short knife and hijacked the taxi on the road, and then drove towards the entrance of the Mo family's Taipei Hall in the suburbs. About an hour later, the car he was driving directly hit the gate of the hall. When the Mo family carried him out, the living mouth was pale and almost in shock, but he insisted on seeing the hall master.

When the Mo family leader ran over, he had to breathe for the last half of his breath. Shi Potian was shocked to say: "Shuai Jun, and the Zhulian Gang have slaughtered the Mo Mansion. Brothers and the head of the family were all killed in battle, and the Mo Mansion was also burned to ruins. You tell the Mo family that you want to avenge the head of the family. The Bamboo Union Gang is an accomplice, an accomplice."

He also specially increased the tone of the Bamboo League gang, and then fainted.

The head of the Mo family was full of surprise. The head of the family was dead? The Mo family was washed away by blood? Or was the Zhulian Gang accomplice? But the question was soon dispelled by the serious injuries of the survivors. His brother was seriously injured. He definitely would not be the enemy's spy. He hurriedly asked a doctor to treat him and reported to the Mo family's double-degree spy at the same time.

After Mo Yunfeng and others died, the Mo family's two-level rank was the highest.

But as soon as he finished the phone call, his confidant leaned against him and muttered: "I, now the head of the family and the Mo family are dead. The power of the senior management is now in a vacuum. We either find a way to become the Mo family's top priority, or we no longer rely on the name of the Mo family. We will still be prosperous when we set up our own business!"

The head of the Mo family frowned slightly and thoughtfully, "The Mo family's double-jue is not dead yet. We have no hope of controlling the Mo family's various halls. As for establishing our own business, it is a good idea, but the Mo family's double-jue skills are extremely perverted. If we leave the Mo family now, it will be easy to become the other party's chicken to kill the chicken to warn the monkey!"

The confidant nodded and sighed softly: "What should I do?"

The Mo family master touched his chin and walked around the hall for a few times, and finally stood still and spoke: "Let's find a difficult and domineering opponent for the Mo family Shuangjue, so that they can avenge the head of the family and die. If they die, it will be easy for them to do things. The whereabouts of the Shuai Jun are vague and difficult to grasp. So let them fight with Chen Taishan!"

The confidant was slightly stunned and lowered his voice and said, "Let Chen Taishan take revenge?"

The master nodded solemnly and spoke without hesitation: "Didn't the brothers who report the news say that the Bamboo Alliance Gang are accomplices? Let's just insist that Chen Taishan and the general army attacked the Mo family and pushed everything on Chen Taishan. The result is that Chen Taishan is dead or alive, and both sides are determined!"

Hatred is just a cloud, and interests are the king.

The confidant knew the inner meaning of his master. If the Mo family killed Chen Taishan, the Zhulian Gang would naturally kill them to take revenge. If they were killed by Chen Taishan, it would be more in line with their original intention. He smiled and praised him sincerely: "Boss, you are so tall. If you die, we can look up and be human."

This night is destined to be bloody and storm, and conspiracy is destined to surge in the dark.

After returning from the Mo family, Chu Tian asked Nie Wuming and others to quickly move the hiding place. No matter whether the old man of the Mo family is usually likable, the loss of the entire Mo family will cause some shock to the Taiwanese authorities. Chen Taishan will be even more irritable and anxious, and he may have another carpet-style search.

At this time, Tang Wan'er was about to make a bargaining chip to land in Taiwan.
Chapter completed!