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Although the back injury avoided the vital points, it still hurts the muscles and bones. After three days of drowsy burning, the inflammation gradually receded. Xiao Mo began to investigate Nuoyan's information and prepare for the action.

Everything is not going well.

The whereabouts of the new Patriarch of the Xu family, Nuo Yan, were strange. Xiao Mo was in vain several times. Even if he traced Nuo Yan's whereabouts, he couldn't find a chance to attack him. In fact, it is watertight, and there is no sniper point at all.Nuoyan's vigilance can be seen.

Three months later, the opportunity finally came.

Matsumoto Ichiro, the leader of the Japanese Yamaguchi group, suddenly fell ill. The new leader Yusuke Kojima decided to cooperate with the Asian Xu family to expand their influence in the Japanese black market.For this reason, Nuo Yan, the Patriarch of the Xu family, held a large reception in Nanshan Manor to celebrate, and all kinds of mafia bosses gathered.

On the day of the banquet, luxury cars gathered outside the manor, "celebrities" in neat suits were gorgeously dressed, and socialites of all kinds were adorned with jewels.Nuo Yan is wearing a well-tailored ARMANI suit, making her figure taller and more slender, with clear lines, showing a gentleman's demeanor and a whole body of extravagance.He held a glass of wine and smiled, and the congratulatory guests flattered and flattered everyone. Everyone was quite afraid of the ability of the new owner. In just a few months, the Xu family turned from a downturn to a stable one. His actions caught everyone's attention.Before this, no one had really recognized the face of the new Patriarch.

Tonight is both a celebration and a declaration.He, Nuo Yan, is the new Patriarch who has power in Asia.Tonight is an excellent opportunity to buy people's hearts and expand their power.Those who come and those who do not come, those who are obedient to others and those who abandon the dark and turn to the bright, are full of wolf ambitions everywhere.

The Xiao and Xu families have been fighting openly and secretly for many years. Although on the surface they are not life and death, they wish to destroy each other after closing the door. Naturally, the Xiao family did not go on such occasions. However, Xiao Feng still arranged a big gift.

Xiao Mo is the big gift arranged by Xiao Feng.Xiao Mo tonight is different from the past. He dyed his hair a light flaxen color and tied it lightly behind his head with a hair tie. A few strands of fine hair were scattered randomly on his forehead. Then he put on a pair of dark wine-red frame glasses, and Compared with his usually capable and handsome, he looks handsome and charming, much like a waiter in a bar, yes, he is a waiter tonight.

Xiao Mo looked at himself in the glasses, and felt a little disgusted. He hated his seductive appearance. He was very good-looking, with delicate and soft features, long eyelashes that half covered his vision, and deep eyes under his light eyelids. , the high bridge of the nose lined the entire face with a heroic spirit, and the healthy wheat-colored skin looked full of strength.

Until midnight, everyone drank to their heart's content and gradually dispersed. Nuo Yan was so drunk that he was helped up the stairs crookedly.Xiao Mo and a group of WAITER finished their work after cleaning up the mess after the reception.Xiao Mo secretly remembered Nuo Yan's room, and sneaked into the room after everyone dispersed.

When he entered the arena, he was required to be searched. Xiao Mo only hid a dagger close to his body. It was made in Switzerland and the whole body was black. The light silver edge on the blade was gloomy and glaring.Xiao Mo approached quietly, and Nuo Yan lay sprawled on the bed.

Everything seemed to be going too smoothly, but Xiao Mo didn't have time to think too much at this time, the prey was right in front of him, and the opportunity was only for a moment.

Just when Xiao Mo was concentrating on piercing Nuo Yan's heart in one fell swoop, his right hand was suddenly held firmly, "You!"

"You're finally here." Nuo Yan said, with a smile and cruelty in her gorgeous voice.

Nuo Yan's strength was frightening, he pinned Xiao Mo on the bed with his backhand, Xiao Mo twisted and struggled, but he was far from being Nuo Yan's opponent.Close combat is not his forte.

"Ah!" The severe pain from the waist and abdomen made Xiao Mo twitch in pain, unable to struggle anymore, the blood slowly spread from his waist, "Are you...not drunk?!"

"How's the taste? The military stabbed dagger, 15CM sharpened, I'll use you to do the knife." Nuo Yan was playing with the dagger he had just snatched from Xiao Mo. Nuo Yan didn't want Xiao Mo's life, and cleverly avoided the vital point. Pulling Xiao Mo by his collar, he lifted him up and threw him hard on the bed.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Xiao Mo..." These were the last words Xiao Mo heard before he lost consciousness, "Come here!" Nuo Yan raised the corner of his mouth, and a group of subordinates rushed in, Xiao Mo fell into darkness.

Biting cold hit his face, Xiao Mo woke up from a coma, and his vision gradually became clear. Xiao Mo found that his hands were tied high by iron chains, and the wound on his waist was simply treated, and the bleeding had been bandaged.

"The second young master of the Xiao family, hehe, Xiao Feng just treats you like this little brother." The young man in his early 20s in front of him is very handsome, and he gently slid his hand over Xiao Mo's waist and then applied force to the wound, and the white gauze Bright red quickly overflowed.

"Ah...um..." Xiao Mo moaned softly.

"Master Minglang, Brother Yan said...you can't hurt him too much.... When Brother Yan personally interrogates, no one else can..." The subordinates are very timid, they know Mingming's temperament.

"Hmph, you want to get out comfortably after coming to the torture chamber? I'll take care of things, why should he feel bad after they're all here!" Mingming warned his subordinates, "Hang him up!"

The feet gradually left the ground, and the barbs in the handcuffs were embedded in the flesh, causing pain to the wrists.

"Kill me, don't waste time." Xiao Mo raised his eyes and dropped this sentence.

"Kill you? Then why arrest you? The second young master of the Xiao family, you have a lot of deeds." Ming Lang looked at the person in front of him with great interest, "Did you kill Xu Liwei?"

Xiao Mo was silent.

"Did you bury Brother K's wife and children alive?" Ming Lang asked.

Xiao Mo remained silent.

"Where did you go, young master of the Lan family? You don't leave the corpses with others?" Ming Lang twitched his lips slightly.

Xiao Mo closed his eyes and still ignored him.

"Hehe, Xiao Mo, let's see how long you can last." Minglang took a finger-thick whip from the wall, soaked it in some spicy oil, and frowned as he swung the whip for the first time.

The sound of the whip pierced the air one after another, and slapped on his body. Xiao Mo raised his neck in pain, bit his lips tightly, and held back his moans. His eyes were firm and he did not give in at all.

After 20 strokes of the whip, Ming Lang stopped, "Is it comfortable?"

Xiao Mo stared at him coldly, turned his head away and closed his eyes.

Then another 20 whips.

Every time after 20 whips, Mingming would give Xiao Mo a chance to breathe. Gradually, his breathing turned from steady to heavy, and finally gradually became weak.

"Young Master Mo is really persevering. It's the first time I've seen such a stubborn person." Minglang stopped, "How many plots does the Xiao family have? Do the Xiao family really think they can outdo the Xu family?"

Seeing that Xiao Mo didn't move at all, Minglang ordered someone to put him down, "I don't know if I can bear the pain of flesh and blood, what else can I suffer?" Minglang's fingers gently slid across Xiao Mo's lower abdomen, and penetrated into his lower body.

Xiao Mo, who was in a daze, was stimulated by the foreign body sensation, and when he suddenly understood, he immediately struggled, "You! What are you doing?"

"What do you think?" Ming Lang smirked.

"Stop...stop...you are..." Qingming had never had sex before, and the sense of humiliation terrified him.

It was very interesting for Mingming to watch his reaction, and he was more and more interested in teasing.

"Xu Minglang, what are you doing?" A roar from behind suddenly stunned him.

"Nuoyan...I'm teaching him a lesson, how dare the Xiao family..." Minglang panicked.

"When did I allow you to touch him? Didn't anyone say that I am the only one who can interrogate this person?" Nuo Yan narrowed his eyes, condescending, and his tone was cold.He glanced at Xiao Mo who fell on the ground, his clothes were torn, his flesh was bloody, his consciousness was in a daze, and there were tears in his eyes.

"Xu Minglang, you are not allowed to get close to him, otherwise, life will be worse than death." Nuo Yan walked over to pick Xiao Mo up and left the torture room.

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