In fact, an old man asked: "What is your purpose for coming today?"

"You Zhao family is very bold, even those whom I pursue and dare to hide. You are limited to two hours and handing over the person, I will consider letting you go. If there is no one, you will all die. Remember, I will live." Mo Liancheng said coldly and murderously.

But these words can easily make people feel illusioned.

He is here to seek revenge, not to save people.

The maximum limit is also considered to ensure zero safety. If people know that they are here to save people, it is easy for people to take a handle and threaten them in turn, which may also cause them to silence their bodies.

Sure enough, the Zhao family present secretly thought that Mo Liancheng was here to seek revenge. However, Mo Liancheng's words did not take the dignity of their Zhao family seriously. He was angry but none of them dared to stand up first.

After a while.

Mo Liancheng snorted coldly as if displeased.

Everyone felt a trembling mind and a severe headache. But the tingling sensation soon disappeared.

Soon, one of the old men asked respectfully, "I wonder who is the person you are looking for?"

Mo Liancheng took out a piece of paper and opened it with a portrait of a young man. "It's the person in the painting. In the past or two years, he should be hiding in your Zhao family. His name is Ling, about thirty years old, tall, dark skin, and a thin scar on his left face. Another more obvious feature is that he has short hair." People here are used to having long hair. Zero has been here for more than a year, and his hair will not grow much longer even if he has more than a year.

Short hair is easiest to recognize.

Everyone in the Zhao family looked at each other and waited for those who knew to come out to explain, but after waiting for a long time, no one stood up. The atmosphere gradually became heavier and gloomy, and the aura emitted by Mo Liancheng on the main seat became more and more terrifying. The people around felt that the thorns were on their backs and they didn't dare to vomit.

Really, there is really such a kind of person in the world.

The breath he stood there, and the breath he exuded made people feel that breathing was a luxury.

"Why? Can't you hand over the person? Within two hours, if you don't hand over the person, I will start killing people. For a quarter of an hour, kill one until you last one." Mo Liancheng said coldly. He saw that the old man who was thrown on the ground was staring at Mo Liancheng with his vicious eyes, trying to curse, but Mo Liancheng lit his mute hole.

Mo Liancheng shot from the air!

Bang! A crisp slap in the face.

The old man had only a few teeth left, and he threw away two of them, one of which was blood.

Mo Liancheng said: "I will start killing this old man."

"No, senior, we have never seen anyone you mentioned. Is there any misunderstanding?" A middle-aged man next to him spoke out.

"Misunderstanding?" Mo Liancheng snorted coldly and said, "No misunderstanding."

The middle-aged man said again: "Senior, please allow our family members to discuss it."

Mo Liancheng agreed to this point.

Soon, those people gathered carefully in a corner and began to discuss. In the end, no one knew the whereabouts of that person, but there were tens of thousands of people belonging to the Zhao family, including mine slaves and guards at home. They needed to go out and send people out to search, "Senior, please let us go out to convey the news of the search."
Chapter completed!