Chapter 18 Killing Father

"Why, are you going to watch Xiaoyi die?" The dagger in Nangong Jin's hand tightened, but there was no tension in his eyes. He knew Wang Mo.

"Nangong Jin, do you really want to hurt Xiaoyi? Didn't you once say that you love Xiaoyi? Do you want to take care of her for the rest of your life? Wang Mo roared.

"Yes, I love Xiaoyi. But Xiaoyi only loves you. What's more, I'm like this now. How do you want me to face Xiaoyi? Nangong Jin's eyes showed sadness in an instant, but then it became more crazy.

"Wang Mo, now, right away, let yourself stay where you are." Nangong Jin shouted, and the dagger in his hand trembled in his hand.

"Nangong Jin, don't be nervous. As long as Xiaoyi is safe, it doesn't matter what you want." Now Wang Mo just wanted to stabilize Nangong Jin. Before he came, he didn't expect that the gentle Nangong Jin would be crazy. No one knows what a madman will do the next moment.

In such a situation, although Wang Mo is intelligent, there is nothing he can do about this situation.

The child outside the door closed his mouth more tightly, and his heart beat violently, but he did not dare to make any sound.

Wang Ji looked at the scene in front of him in silence. At this moment, he wanted to rush forward and kill Nangong Jin. However, he knew that there was no such thing here, and he couldn't even move anything here.

"Wang Mo, don't want to play anything. In this world, I am definitely the person who knows you best. If you want to think about it, just think about what the consequences will be. Seeing that Wang Mo had not moved for a long time, Nangong Jin snorted coldly.

Wang Mo was silent. He knew that Nan Gong Jin was right. The two grew up together as friends and opponents. Therefore, it is also the most important thing to know each other. But neither of them expected that one day they would embark on such a road.

With a sigh, Wang Mo said quietly, "Nan Gongjin, I know I'm dead, and you will definitely not touch Xiaoyi. So, why don't I die?"

The silver needle in his hand was exposed. Wang Mo clicked a few times, and he couldn't move.

Nangong Jin, who was opposite, was stunned. He didn't expect Wang Mo to really fix himself so simply. But then he smiled, which was his character.

"Wang Mo, I really didn't expect that our two brothers would go to such a day. However, it should be over. Wang'er, take this dagger and kill him. Nangong Jin's eyes became more and more cold, and he handed the dagger on the woman's neck to Nangong Wang behind me.

Nangong, standing behind Nangong Jin, silently took the dagger, but did not move immediately.

"What, Wanger, how dare you not listen to your father?" Nangong Jin saw that there was no movement in Nangongwang and shouted loudly.

Nangong looked at Nangong Jin in front of him and finally stepped forward.

"Well, Wang Mo, even if your father comes today, he can't save you." Nangong Jin said coldly.

Wang Ji, who was by the wall, looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly recalled the original scene. He couldn't help hugging his head. At this time, he only felt that his head was about to explode.

At this time, the child by the wall walked to the door and was ready to rush out at any time.

"Well, hope. You, why, why..." Nangong Jin looked at the dagger on his chest and said in disbelief.

Nangong Wang curled his mouth disdainfully: "You don't deserve my father. What I hate most is the person who betrays the country. You are no longer my most respected father at the time, so what's the use of staying with you?

Nangong Wang's expression was extremely indifferent, as if it was not his father in front of him, but a local chicken and dog.

"But, I, I'm your father." Nangong Jin looked at the last person in front of him, the last person who would stay with him no matter what.

Nangong Wang seemed to be stimulated by something. He pulled out the dagger and stabbed it fiercely. He shouted, "You are not my father. My father is the strongest man in the world. Just because of you, you also want to be my father. Go to hell."

Wang Mo looked at the scene in front of him with dull eyes, which was unbelievable. The one in front of me is still a child. In his original opinion, he is the most sensible child. But at this time, under the background of blood, he is like a devil.

Nangong Jin in front of Nangong looked at him without any vitality. His eyes were wide open, and he couldn't believe that his son would kill him until death.

"Haha, haha. Why did you become like this? Why did you become like this? Nangong looked at the dead person in front of him and laughed loudly, but the blood on his face was separated by a tear, making him look more horrible.

"Crazy, both father and son are crazy." Wang Mo listened to the more crazy Nangong Wang's hysterical shouts in front of him, and his heart couldn't help beating fiercely.

Wang Ji's head was getting more and more painful. He didn't know what was happening in front of him, but he knew that the child outside was himself. Why, why don't you have any impression of what's going on in front of you?

"Ha ha, Uncle Wang, you don't need to see it. The doctor said I had my anthesis." Nangong looked at Wang Mo coldly and said, with a little smile on the corners of his mouth. Originally, according to the generation, he should not call Wang Mo uncle, but because Wang Mo and Nangong Jin had a close relationship in their early years, even as close as brothers, Nangong Wang has always called Wang Mo uncle.

"Esthesis?" Wang Mo knew about hysthesis. Nangong Jin, who fell to the ground and died, was originally suffering from hysthepsy, but it was cured as early as a few years ago, but from today's events, he has not been completely cured.

And his son, Nangong Wang. Looking at it at this time, it's even more horrible. But this year, he is only 13 years old.

"Of course, I don't think it's a disease. This is just a slander of the weak against the strong. Nangong Wang didn't care about Wang Mo's reaction at all, and still said complaedly, "If you want to be a real strong man, you must surpass ordinary people in any aspect, right?"

After saying that, he took another look at Nangong Jin, who was covered with blood, as if he was looking at a work of art.

"Including, my father." Nangong Wang shook his head and said disdainfully, "But he disappointed me so much that he failed in your hands again and again. I thought he would one day beat you in something other than martial arts, but in the end, he turned into a useless person. In this way, he will lose to you completely. How can this kind of person be the father of my Nangongwang?

Wang Mo didn't say anything. He found that he couldn't see through what the child in front of him was thinking. But there is no doubt that the child in front of him is very horrible. It does not refer to strength, but to mental state.

"Uncle Wang, do you still need one-fifth of your strength in the last one?" Nangong Jin suddenly said something, which made Wang Mo's heart beat in an all of a sudden.

"If one-fifth of the force is lost, will I be fixed?" Wang Mo came to his senses and asked coldly.

"I don't know if you lost one-fifth of your strength, but I found that you were only fixed for 10 seconds. This point, my nephew still knows one or two. In 10 seconds, I'm afraid it's just one-fifth less strength. Only this fool who has lost his skills doesn't know it yet. Nangong Wang pointed to Nangong Jin, who was lying on the ground.

"Uncle Wang, it's useless. Even if you only have a nephew, I'm afraid you can't leave here. Maybe you don't know that my nephew's strength is almost the same as my father's, oh, my original father. Nangong Wang smiled and said to Wang Mo, who had pulled out the silver needle in front of him.

"What do you want?" Wang Mo said coldly that he believed that the child in front of him was telling the truth. Nangong Wang's talent for practice has long been proved to be almost the strongest in modern times. Of course, except for his son.

"I don't want to do anything, but I can't let Uncle Wang live in the world anymore, otherwise I'm afraid my Nangong family will be in great trouble." Nangong Wang shook his head.

"Moreover, when the father is dead, as a son, he will naturally fulfill his last wish. He regards you as a sworn enemy in front of him. In this case, he will send you to the bottom and continue to be an opponent with him, and his father will feel more at ease.

Nangong Wang tore off a piece of cloth and dried the blood stains.