In fact, an old man asked: "What is the purpose of your visit today?"

"You, the Zhao family, are so bold that you even dare to hide the people I am chasing. You have two hours to hand over the people, and I will consider letting you go. If there is no one, you will all die. Remember, I want to live.

"." Mo Liancheng's words were cold and murderous.

But these words can easily lead to misunderstandings.

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

To the greatest extent possible, zero safety is guaranteed. If people know that they are here to save people, it will be easy for them to take advantage of them, and in turn threaten them, which may also cause them to silence themselves and destroy 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 the Zhao family into consideration at all, and they were angry but no one dared to stand up first.

Half a moment.

Mo Liancheng snorted in displeasure.

Everyone felt their hearts trembling and their heads hurting. But the stinging feeling quickly disappeared.

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

Mo Liancheng took out a piece of paper and opened it, which showed a portrait of a young man. "It's the person in the painting who should have been hiding in your Zhao family in the past two years. His name is Ling, he is thirty years old."

On the left and right, he is tall and has dark skin. There is an obvious long and thin scar on the left side of his face. There is also a more obvious feature, which is that he has short hair." People here are used to having long hair. Ling has been here for more than a year.

Even if it takes more than a year, my hair will not grow much longer.

Short hair is the easiest to recognize.

Everyone in the Zhao family looked at each other, waiting for someone who knew to come forward and explain. However, after waiting for a long time, no one came forward. The atmosphere gradually became heavier and gloomier, and the aura exuding from Mo Liancheng in the main seat

It became more and more terrifying. It made people around me feel like they were being stabbed in the back, and they didn’t dare to vomit.

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

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

"What? You can't hand over the person? If you don't hand over the person within two hours, I will start killing people. In a quarter of an hour, I will kill one person until the last one of you." Mo Liancheng said coldly. He saw that he was thrown away.

The old man on the ground was glaring at Mo Liancheng with vicious eyes and wanted to curse, but Mo Liancheng tapped his dumb hole.

Mo Liancheng took a shot from the air!

Bang! A crisp slap in the face.

The old man had few teeth left, but two of them were thrown away, and one mouthful was filled with blood.

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

"No, senior, we have never met the person you mentioned. Is there any misunderstanding?" A middle-aged man next to him said.

"Misunderstanding?" Mo Liancheng snorted coldly and said, "There is no misunderstanding."

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

Mo Liancheng agreed to this.

Soon, those people carefully gathered 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

Send someone out to search, "Senior, please allow a few of us to go out and deliver news of the missing person."
Chapter completed!