Chapter 388 It’s really a bargain for him

Mr. Simeng paused, and seeing that Mo Jiuye had not responded for a long time, he felt even more proud.

It was obvious that he was right. Mo Qing must be unable to hold on any longer.

"I'm telling you, apart from me, no one in this world can remove the Zi Gu from his body. Even though I couldn't drag you Mo family men down with me to hell, it's worth it if Mo Qing buries me when I die..."

After he finished speaking, Mr. Simeng closed his eyes and lay there motionless, as if ready to die.

No matter how calm Mo Jiuye is, he will inevitably lose control when faced with such a situation.

A prisoner who persecuted their entire family actually took such an attitude at this time.

"You want to die, don't you?" His voice was so cold that it made people feel cold all over.

Mr. Simeng was no exception. He had been captured by the Mo brothers for so long, but this was the first time he saw Mo Jiuye's tone so cold.

He knew in his heart that his death was approaching.

Well, it's better than living in torture. Although he hasn't achieved his wish yet, he accepted it when he thought that he would be able to meet his beloved soon!

Mo Jiuye did have the intention to kill, but he couldn't let the old fox die too comfortably.

Suddenly, a shiny dagger appeared in his hand, and then it stabbed straight into one of Mr. Simeng's eyes.

With a flick of his hand, the knife slashed and one of Mr. Simeng's eyeballs was taken out alive by the dagger.

"Since you don't want to open your eyes, there's no point in keeping them."

His eyeballs were dug out alive. No matter how mentally prepared Mr. Simeng was, he could not bear the sudden severe pain.

I don't know where he got the strength from, but his howling echoed in the air, causing the birds perched in the trees to flee in all directions.

The second and fifth brothers, who had just fed their father some water, heard something wrong outside and came out of the car.

"Ninth brother, what happened..."

Before the fifth brother could finish his question, he saw that the dagger in the ninth brother's hand was still dripping with blood, and there seemed to be an eyeball hanging on the dagger.

What else do the fifth and second brothers not understand? The ninth brother is ready to torture the old fox to death.

When it comes to torturing the biggest enemy in the family, the second and fifth brothers are the ones who will take on the responsibility. Why should the ninth brother be the only one to do this?

The fifth brother also took out a dagger that was shining with a cold light and approached Mr. Simeng before the second brother.

Just like Mo Jiuye did, he raised his hand and chopped off the old fox's other eye.

Mr. Simeng had just shown signs of fainting, but after Mo Zhongyuan stabbed him with the sword, he regained consciousness.

Although he was still roaring, the sound was far less loud than before.

Seeing this, the second brother stepped forward and snatched the dagger from Mo Jiuye's hand, and casually scratched Mr. Simeng's body. The eyeball hanging on the dagger rolled to the ground.

Then he picked up the dagger and quickly cut off Mr. Simeng's ten fingers.

"You owe this to the Mo family. A few fingers alone can't make up for it."

As he spoke, he began to cut Mr. Simeng's flesh one by one.

This can be said to be the most severe punishment in the Dashun Dynasty, being cut into pieces!

Seeing this, the fifth brother was not idle either. He saw that Mr. Simeng could not bear the pain and fell into a coma.

How can one suffer when one is unconscious during execution?

He was determined not to allow this to happen.

So, the fifth brother brought a pot of cold water, and if Mr. Simeng was about to faint, he would pour it on him to wake him up in time.

The second brother was very careful when using the knife. He knew where bleeding was easy and where people would die quickly. Therefore, he specifically chose places where the flesh was thick and bleeding was less.

In order not to delay the journey to Xiling Village, the second brother deliberately sped up.

Although doing so would speed up the death of the old fox Simeng, there was no other way, after all, his father's life was more important.

Seeing that his second and fifth brothers were cooperating well with each other and he couldn't help at all, Mo Jiuye just stood aside and watched.

At the same time, he gnashed his teeth and said, "You aided and abetted the tyrant and persecuted my entire Mohist family. You deserve to die. Do you want to die?

I won't let you die so easily, I want to make your life worse than death."

Speaking of a life worse than death, Mo Jiuye suddenly remembered that he still had a packet of itching powder that his wife brought him.

It allows the old thing to experience the pain and itchiness again.

So he took out the remaining packet of itching powder and sprinkled it all on Mr. Simeng without mercy.

Mr. Simeng instantly started to cry and laugh, and that look made people feel relieved.

In order to prevent the old fox from dying too easily, the second and fifth brothers tortured him for a while and then stopped.

They didn't know whether to take Mr. Simeng with them.

"Ninth brother, should we take him with us?" asked the fifth brother.

Mo Jiuye shook his head: "It's inconvenient to bring him along on the road."

The fifth brother immediately understood what Mo Jiuye meant. After looking at the second brother, he continued to torture Mr. Simeng.

Perhaps it was because Mr. Simeng was too weak, and soon he was tortured by the two brothers to the point that he was breathing in less than breathing out.

Mo Jiuye knew that the old fox was about to die, and quickly warned him: "Second brother, fifth brother, chop off his hands, feet and head. Such a vicious person must not be left with a complete body."

The second brother wiped the blood off his face and said unwillingly, "Humph! Letting him die so soon is really too easy for him."

After saying that, the two brothers continued to work, cutting the old fox into pieces and throwing them into the grass by the roadside.

The eldest brother stayed in the carriage to take care of his father, but he could still hear the noise outside.

He knew that at this moment, the great enemy who had secretly persecuted the Mohist School for several years had finally died!

He gently pressed his father's arm, which was still in the same position, and whispered, "Dad, did you hear that?

The culprit who persecuted our Mo family is dead. You must hold on. Mother is waiting for you to return and reunite with her."

The brothers outside the carriage tidied up briefly and drove away.

This time it was the fifth brother's turn to drive the carriage, Mo Jiuye and the second brother rode together, and the eldest brother stayed in the carriage to take care of his father.

When we arrived at the gate of the Western Border City, the time was just right.

Mo Jiuye watched as the city gate was opened by two soldiers and the bustling crowd of people began to come in and out.

The carriage was still checked when passing through the city gate. For convenience, Mo Jiuye once again stuffed some silver into the gatekeeper's hand, and the carriage passed smoothly.

The weather today is not very good, it is a bit gloomy.

Perhaps because people were worried about getting wet in the rain when traveling, there were not many pedestrians on the official road.

After galloping for about ten miles, a carriage that looked very familiar came towards them.

Mo Jiuye looked closely and found that the carriage of the carriage was almost exactly the same as the one his wife had processed in the space.

After all, there was some distance between them, and even if Mo Jiuye had good eyesight, he couldn't see the appearance of the coachman clearly. What's more, the man was wearing a huge straw hat that covered his entire face.