Mo Jiuye quickly opened the cork and poured the potion inside little by little into the wound on Mr. Simeng's leg.
In just a few seconds, Mr. Simeng's wounds began to fester bit by bit under his own gaze.
Gradually, a bloody hole appeared in the wound that was still connected to the flesh.
Disgusting pus was pouring out of the blood hole. Mr. Simeng was so frightened that he was sweating all over his body. Combined with the strange itching on his body, he just wanted to hit him to death.
Mo Jiuye sneered again, holding up the porcelain bottle in his hand, pretending to pour it on Mr. Simeng's other wounds.
Mr. Simeng shook his head vigorously at Mo Jiuye and made a series of incomprehensible sounds.
Mo Jiuye knew that the old fox was a little overwhelmed.
The purpose of his doing this was to get useful information from Mr. Simeng. Since the other party wanted to compromise, he gave him a chance to speak.
Anyway, now that Mr. Simeng is in his own hands, he is not in a hurry if he wants to torture him and avenge his father and brother.
So, Mo Jiuye put away the small bottle and pulled off the cloth that blocked Mr. Simeng's mouth.
"Think carefully before speaking, otherwise you will face more severe torture."
Mr. Simeng gasped for air and was thinking about how to get over it now.
Unexpectedly, someone directly reminded him that if he didn't show some sincerity, the next storm might be even more violent.
"If you want to know anything, just ask!"
Mo Jiuye had no unnecessary nonsense: "Where are my father and two brothers now?"
Although Mr. Simeng was physically tortured, his sanity was not lost.
At the same time, he also realized that now that he was in the hands of the Mo brothers, it was impossible to survive.
But he was unwilling to give in. He failed to avenge his beloved. Even if he died in the ground, he would feel shameless.
But if he didn't say it, it would be a very luxurious thing for him to die.
When Mo Jiuye saw that he hadn't spoken yet, he knew what countermeasures the old man was thinking about.
Facing such a person, we cannot give him any chance to breathe.
So, while Mr. Simeng was still thinking, he opened the cork of the bottle again and poured the medicine on his other wound.
Mr. Simeng felt physical pain and his consciousness returned instantly.
"Don't... don't torture me anymore. I'll tell you the whereabouts of Mo Qing."
"explain."
"He is in the West."
"Where in the West?"
When Mr. Simeng answered Mo Jiuye's words, he kept observing his words.
He could be sure that Mo Jiuye was very eager to rescue Mo Qing and his two brothers.
"In this world, I am the only one who knows the whereabouts of Mo Qing. I can reunite your family, but I have a condition."
Mo Jiuye had no intention of coddling this kind of person who persecuted his whole family.
He stood up slightly and kicked the bloody hole in Mr. Simeng's leg.
"You are about to die, and you still want to negotiate terms with me. You really know how to have sweet dreams."
Mo Jiuye's kick was not light, and Mr. Simeng let out a series of painful screams from the pain.
"Stop...stop fighting..."
Mo Jiuye naturally had to exercise caution. The old fox had been tortured quite a lot by their brothers. In addition, he had just undergone a blood collection operation and his body was severely damaged. If he used too much force, he would be killed.
Mo Jiuye stopped and glared at him.
"Tell me, where are my father and two brothers?"
Mr. Simeng begged for mercy, but he still wanted to make himself happy.
"As long as you promise me to let me die happily, I will tell you."
Mo Jiuye didn't even bother to deal with his biggest enemy.
He uncorked the bottle again and poured the potion onto another wound of Mr. Simeng.
"There's no need to negotiate terms with me, you're not qualified."
Mr. Simeng saw what he was doing and it was too late to stop him.
"Don't... don't use it again, I tell you."
Mo Jiuye showed no mercy at all, and the medicine was poured on Mr. Simeng's wound again.
Mr. Simeng was so painful that he was sweating profusely. Coupled with the extreme itching on his body, he felt like he was going to die.
However, he knew in his heart that it was impossible for him to faint and he could only bear it consciously.
"I won't negotiate terms, I won't negotiate!"
Brothers Mo Jiuye and Mo Zhongyuan stared at him silently.
"explain!"
"Mo Qing is in Xiaoqiu Mountain in the west."
Speaking of Xiaoqiu Mountain, both brothers are familiar with it.
They had all been to Xiaoqiu Mountain when they were guarding the Western Region.
Xiaoqiu Mountain is not far from the border. The reason why Xiaoqiu Mountain is so named is because it is composed of countless small hills.
The hills are stacked up and linked together to form a seemingly tall mountain.
There are so many wild animals there that almost no one dares to go deep.
Mo Jiuye and Mo Zhongyuan didn't stay there for long. They only walked around the outside of the mountain and never actually entered it.
However, both brothers knew that Xiaoqiu Mountain was very large. Mr. Simeng just named a mountain, so it was not easy to find their father and brother.
Mo Jiuye stepped forward and grabbed his collar, and asked in a cold voice: "Where is Xiaoqiu Mountain exactly?"
Mr. Simeng knew that he couldn't deal with it at all, so he rolled his eyes and casually mentioned a position.
"Go up the mountain from near the western border, and you'll find yourself in a cave on the mountainside."
After hearing Mr. Simeng's words, the two brothers sneered at the same time.
No matter what kind of mountain it is, there are countless caves on the mountain. He said this in a perfunctory manner.
It was obvious that the old fox did not want to tell them the true location of their father and brother.
This time, Mo Zhongyuan stepped forward, grabbed Mr. Simeng's messy white hair, and lifted him up with a strong force.
"Old fox, do you think we can believe you just by telling us a place?"
In Mr. Simeng's impression, the men of the Mo family were all military generals. All they had was the courage of warriors, and he might be slightly better in battles of wits.
Unexpectedly, even though he made up such a detailed location, he would still be found out.
However, if he changes his confession at this moment, they may not believe what he says even if it is true.
Instead of doing this, it would be better to bite off what you just said.
"I didn't lie to you. Mo Qing is indeed where I said he was."
Seeing that he still said this, Fifth Brother relaxed his grip a little and threw the person in the carriage.
"Old guy, you still want to deceive our brothers?"
While he was talking, Fifth Brother had already taken out a bright dagger and put it at Mr. Simeng's throat.
When Mo Jiuye saw this, he quickly stepped forward to stop him.
He was not worried that the fifth brother would kill the old fox by mistake, but it was obvious that Mr. Simeng wanted to die. If he suddenly used force and rushed towards the dagger, it would be easy to take his life. In this way, How else could he find out where his father and brother were?
"Fifth brother, let me come."
