After listening to a few words Xue Fan said, Mo Jiuye could conclude that this person was definitely a cunning person, completely different from his seemingly decent appearance.
Facing such a person, Mo Jiuye didn't bother to talk in circles with him.
"Why are you pretending to be Boss Tang?"
After hearing this question, Xue Fan was stunned for a moment, but he quickly covered it up.
"I don't understand what you are talking about at all."
Mo Jiuye stepped forward, stepped on his hand that was on the ground, and then crushed it several times.
"Don't you understand? Haha..." As he spoke, he crushed it a few more times.
Let’s not talk about whether the purpose of this person’s coming to the northwest is related to the Mohist family. Just because he pretended to be Tang Mingrui and paid for the murder, he deserves to die.
Because Xue Fan was drugged, his body still seemed to be exhausted and he had no strength.
Being stepped on and crushed by Mo Jiuye, he didn't have the strength to struggle, but his distorted expression showed how painful his hand was.
This man had quite a lot of endurance, and even though he was in pain, he didn't show any signs of begging for mercy.
"You are abusing lynching, I want to report it to the official."
Mo Jiuye finally figured it out. This guy was definitely a master who wouldn't shed tears until he saw the coffin.
He didn't have much time to waste here. He raised the dagger and stabbed it hard into his thigh, going back and forth several times before stopping.
Blood has soaked Xue Fan's pants.
Mo Jiuye showed no mercy at all, but stepped forward and pulled open one of his trouser legs, revealing the bleeding wound inside.
Xue Fan also saw clearly at this moment that the person in front of him was not only ruthless, but also extremely cruel.
Just as he was thinking about how to deal with it, Mo Jiuye had already taken out a small paper bag and poured the white powder inside on his wound.
I saw Xue Fan's wound began to fester at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then exposed the thick white bones...
Heartbreaking pain spread all over Xue Fan's body, and that wasn't the most important thing.
The ulceration of the flesh had completely shattered Xue Fan's mind. He was now stunned and stared at Mo Jiuye in horror.
"You...what are you going to do?"
Mo Jiuye snorted coldly, already holding the small paper bag containing the medicinal powder in his hand.
"Of course I want you to answer my questions honestly."
Xue Fan stared at the bloody hole in his leg that was thicker than a finger and with pus leaking out. He was on the verge of collapse.
Even so, he didn't want to say anything.
He tried his best to take a breath, and made a gesture to hit the wall closest to him.
Upon seeing this, the three brothers of the Mo family took action to control the man almost at the same time.
Mo Chuhan was impatient, and he was most angry when he saw such a stubborn and tough-talking person.
After throwing the person back to where he was, he stepped forward and kicked him a few times: "If you do something bad and want to die, wouldn't that be too easy for you?"
While speaking, he had already taken out the dagger and quickly cut off the tendons of his hands and feet.
Xue Fan was in so much pain that he was about to scream out, but Sixth Brother quickly found something and blocked his mouth.
Mo Jiuye stared at him.
"If you don't want to be tortured, just answer my questions honestly and I will consider giving you a happy death."
Xue Fan closed his eyes and showed no intention of explaining.
He was thinking carefully about his situation, whether there was any hope of survival, and who were these people in front of him?
After thinking this way, he seemed to realize something.
Ordinarily, he had not heard of any masters in the northwest.
The people he had just fought with were all better than him in martial arts.
Such good martial arts are rare even in Dashun as a whole, let alone in the northwest.
Suddenly, Xue Fan seemed to have thought of something.
Mo Jiuye saw that he was planning to speak, so he stepped forward and pulled off the rag that blocked his mouth.
"Who among you is Mo Jiuye?" Xue Fan stared at the people in front of him in horror.
Logically speaking, Mo Jiuye was the former Protector of the Country and a very influential figure in the capital. As a descendant of the Xue family, he should not be unable to recognize him.
It's just that Xue Fan is special, because he is good at martial arts and is a key training target for the successor of the Xue family. He was sent out by Xue Jinchuan to train at a very young age.
For so many years, Xue Fan has been running a restaurant in other places and rarely appears in the capital. Therefore, he has only heard of Mo Jiuye, the youngest Duke of the Kingdom, but has never met him.
Now in the northwest, he met someone whose kungfu was countless times better than his own. Moreover, the person in front of him was good-looking and similar in age to the Mo Jiuye he had heard about. This had to make him suspect that this person was Mo Jiuye.
The reason why he didn't have such doubts at first was because the Mo family he knew currently only had one man, Mo Jiuye, and the possibility of having so many masters around him was almost zero.
But after thinking about it just now, he couldn't think of any masters in the northwest besides Mo Jiuye, so he only asked to test it out.
Mo Jiuye didn't want to hide anything at this moment, because in his eyes, this Xue Fan was already a dead man.
"Yes, I am Mo Jiuye."
When Mo Jiuye spoke, he carefully watched the changes in Xue Fan's expression.
Sure enough, when Xue Fan heard that he was Mo Jiuye, his eyes narrowed slightly, but his movements were so fast that no one would notice it unless he looked carefully.
I have to say that Xue Fan's concentration was pretty good, and he quickly sorted out his thoughts.
"If you are Mo Jiuye, you shouldn't make things difficult for me. Which dignitary in the capital doesn't know who the big backer is behind Jingxian Tower?
Offending Jingxian Tower is equivalent to offending the current empress. My Xue family and the Mo family have never had any grudges. Why do you treat me like this?
Aren't you afraid that doing this will bring disaster to the Mo family? "
Disaster?
hehe……
Has the Moh family suffered too many disasters?
While Mo Jiuye sneered inwardly, he poured the powder on Xue Fan's other wound again.
Xue Fan saw his actions and it was impossible to avoid him. He could only watch as his other wound turned into a bloody hole with pus flowing out again.
He is anxious!
"Mo Jiuye, why are you having trouble with the Xue family?"
"Don't beat around the bush with me. My eighth brother has just made it very clear. If you don't want to be tortured, just answer the questions honestly. If you don't behave honestly, I will have more ways to make your life worse than death."
Mo Jiuye's words were not alarmist at all. The torture of these medicinal powders brought to him by his wife was not something that ordinary people could bear.
In fact, Xue Fan's heart was already extremely frightened. If he hadn't still wanted to push the Xue family out, he would have wanted to tell everything he knew so that he could be freed earlier.
"I've already said that I have no idea who the Boss Tang you are talking about is. I have only been in Northwest China for a few days and have never had any contact with outsiders."
Mo Jiuye didn't expect that this person's bones would be so hard.
But he already knew that Xue Fan was very afraid of the festering wounds on his body, and he was just trying to hold on with his harsh words.
So, he poured the powder on Xue Fan's wound again.
