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Chapter 179 Crying like a 200-pound child

Mo Xingkui, who had collected the secret letter, had no more worries at this time. Although there were still some risks at this time, as Du Yu said, he could no longer choose this matter. Either he killed Mo Zizai or Mo Zizai killed him, there was no third way to choose.

So he nodded and said, "At this time, I have agreed. When are you going to do it?"

"Of course it's tomorrow."

Du Yu said firmly: "It is better to be early than late at this time, so we plan to do it tomorrow!"

"Are you so anxious?"

Mo Xingkui was slightly surprised. Assassination cannot be done with a slap in his head. A thorough assassination plan requires many aspects of preparation. Seeing Du Yu's firm tone, Du Xing had planned this matter long ago, but he was not sure to tell him that he did not take action.

It seems that Mo Zizai is also seeking death himself. It is not good for anyone to provoke him. He has to provoke him. This time he will die directly!

Thinking of this, Mo Xingkui stopped hesitating and said in a deep voice: "Okay, tomorrow is tomorrow. When I need to do something, you just send someone to notify me."

"Since that's the case, I wish us a victory tomorrow."

Seeing that Mo Xingkui agreed, Du Yu's heart was completely relieved. He put on the scarf again and bowed and said, "I won't disturb Lord Zong Ling much. I will definitely send someone to notify Lord Zong Ling tomorrow."

"Then I won't give it to you."

Mo Xingkui watched Du Yu leave with a smile. After Du Yu disappeared from sight, he slowly restrained the smile on his face, "I will not be able to withstand it, and it will be fatal to take action."

"This Du Xing is a person who does big things."

After saying this, Mo Xingkui took out the letter hidden on his body and carefully confirmed it. It was indeed no problem. Then he put it in close contact with the token.

Just thinking of Mo Yuanzhen, Mo Xingkui's anger surged up again. He didn't care about the late night and walked towards Mo Yuanzhen's yard angrily.

"Bang~"

Mo Xingkui kicked Mo Yuanzhen's door to pieces.

"Who? Who? Who is coming!!!"

Mo Yuanzhen, who was awakened from her sleep by the loud noise, even opened her eyes and started to save her life three times.

"Shut up, stop shouting!"

Looking at Mo Yuanzhen who was screaming like a pig, Mo Xingkui's eyes flashed with annoyance, and he shouted, "The guard has been sent away by me for a long time, and no one will come if he shouts."

"Hmm? Second Uncle?"

Mo Yuanzhen, who came to his senses, saw that the person coming was Mo Xingkui, and immediately felt a little relieved. However, when he thought of Zhou Qi sending someone to find him, Mo Yuanzhen's heart was raised again, "Second... Uncle Second, this... this... is so angry at midnight?"

Looking at Mo Yuanzhen's nervous expression, Mo Xingkui was basically sure that what Du Yu said to him was not wrong.

"Yuanzhen, my second uncle treats you well on weekdays, right?"

Mo Xingkui's eyes showed a hint of sadness. He had no children. Over the years, he had almost regarded Mo Yuanzhen as his own, and even directly promoted him to the position of the head of the branch family. But now that he encountered something, he actually wanted to sell himself backwards.

After hearing Mo Xingkui ask this, Mo Yuanzhen's heart skipped a beat, and she had a faint premonition, but he didn't dare to show it. He forced a smile on his fat face and asked unnaturally: "Uncle II... Why... Why... Why did you suddenly ask about this?"

Mo Xingkui took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm: "The reason why Uncle Second asked these is because he wanted to know whether his conscience felt sorry for you when you betrayed me?!!"

Mo Yuanzhen's face turned pale. Although he didn't know how the news was leaked, Mo Xingkui must have known about Zhou Qi's sending people to find him.

He knows himself as his second uncle better than anyone else. He will always have himself in his heart. Including letting himself be the head of the family, it is just that he can take back the head of the family more conveniently after leaving the customs. If he knew that he had sold him, he would definitely not show mercy to his subordinates.

"Second...Second uncle, I don't!"

At the critical moment, Mo Yuanzhen's mind became extremely clear. He said firmly: "Mo Zizai did send someone to find me today. He said he wanted me to unite with the elder of the clan and expel the second uncle from the Mo family, otherwise he would slaughter everyone in the clan mansion."

"My nephew was really scared at that time, so he didn't refuse him, but my nephew definitely didn't agree to him."

Speaking of this, Mo Yuanzhen knelt down with a thud and said in tears: "Second uncle, Mo Zizai is not a human being, he is just a madman."

"When he was in the court, he almost cut off his nephew. It's not that my nephew didn't tell you about this, but that my nephew was really afraid of him. I'm really afraid that he would kill all our clan's mansion without hesitation."

Whether it is true love or falsehood, Mo Yuanzhen now seems extremely frightened and sad, crying like a child of two hundred pounds.

"Cry, what's the use of crying? Can you cry to death without any ease?"

Seeing Mo Yuanzhen's snot and tears all applied to his clothes, Mo Xingkui couldn't help but frowned slightly and scolded: "I have no backbone at all, how can I be the head of my family? Stand up!"

When Mo Yuanzhen heard his second uncle's words, he felt a little relieved. He knew that since Mo Xingkui said that, he would probably have no problem this time. Therefore, he stood up from the ground and thrust for a long time before slowly stopping his crying.

Mo Xingkui looked at Mo Yuanzhen's cowardly appearance, and his anger that had been full of incision in an instant, but he didn't feel sorry for Mo Yuanzhen, but felt that it was really a disgrace to be calculating about such a waste.

"How could my Mo family have something like you? If it weren't for your sake, I would slap you to death with one palm!"

Mo Yuanzhen stood tremblingly and did not dare to speak because he knew that at this time, he was wrong and wrong, and nothing was right, so it would be better not to just say it.

"For the sake of our uncle and nephew's relationship, let's forget it this time, but if there is a next time, don't blame the second uncle for being merciless!"

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, uncle..." Mo Yuanzhen was ecstatic and grateful, but after he finished speaking, he asked hesitantly: "But what should Mo Zizai do there? If he refuses directly, he will be so angry that he will do what?"

Hearing Mo Yuanzhen's words of such a lack of ambition, Mo Xingkui was furious again and pointed at Mo Yuanzhen's nose and cursed: "A waste, just a young boy. Does it make you so scared?"

"You are not afraid of you, don't be afraid during the day." Mo Yuanzhen muttered in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it. She just said with concern: "Second uncle, I'm not afraid of him, I'm afraid that he will really attack the clan mansion."
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