Mo Yu did not leave. He sat on the only intact stool and watched the fight in front of him with great interest. He was a little surprised at Goro's behavior. He did not expect that he would let him go.
Goro used a scimitar which was more fierce than the sword used by the man in black. Mo Yu had never come into contact with the Kung Fu of this era, but since all the Kung Fu had similarities, he could understand it clearly.
If it were a one-on-one fight, Goro would obviously be more skilled, but with nearly twenty men in black against Goro alone, even if he could hold on at the beginning, one person's energy is limited after all. After an unknown amount of time, a man in black stabbed Goro with his sword mercilessly.
The strong and pungent smell of blood instantly filled the entire room. Mo Yu looked more seriously and soon Goro's body was covered with wounds left by various sharp weapons.
Goro felt that he was about to die here. He had lost more than one-third of his body blood and could hardly lift even the scimitar in his hand.
Yiyao, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I have to go back!
Goro's pupils suddenly dilated as he looked at the sword that was right in front of him. He wanted to block it, but he could no longer lift his arms.
Mo Yu looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly said, "Stop him!"
The sword that rushed towards Goro was immediately picked up by someone. The secret guards of the Weiwu Marquis' Mansion had been itching to join in the fight, but in just a quarter of an hour, the man who had been fighting with Goro was captured.
Goro stared blankly at the scene in front of him. Was he saved? Or was he dead? He knelt on one knee on the ground with his body exhausted, looking at the legs that were resting in front of him.
Mo Yu gently lifted Ge Luo's chin, looked at him with wounds all over his body and looked very embarrassed, and said: "Tell me about the cause and effect."
From the moment Goro started to take action, Mo Yu had the idea of recruiting him for his own use after seeing his skills. However, he felt uncomfortable seeing him threatened with a knife when they first met, so he waited until the end to take action.
Another point is that only when a person is in desperate situation will he be more devoted to the person who saved him.
Goro knelt respectfully in front of Mo Yu, his tone full of gratitude: "Thank you for saving my life, sir." He had no idea that Mo Yu had such evil intentions.
Mo Yu waved his hand to signal Ge Luo to stand up, with a faint smile on his face: "No, I saved you because I saw your kung fu, I wonder if you can serve me."
Goro looked at the secret guards who had just dealt with the men in black and were standing behind Mo Yu expressionlessly. With some determination in his eyes, he said respectfully, "Sir, I'm sure you saw what happened just now. The reason why I was hunted by those people was because I didn't want to make a living by killing people. That's why I left the assassin organization. I won't be the knife in other people's hands anymore. Please forgive me, sir!"
Goro knew that if he said no, his life, which he had just saved, might be lost, but he still said it.
Mo Yu looked at Goro in silence, kneeling respectfully in front of him. His face was gloomy, and all the pressure rushed to Goro: "Goro, who do you think you are? I just saved you, and you started bargaining with me. Who gave you the courage?"
There was murderous intent in his words.
Goro looked up at Mo Yu, fear in his heart, but he still spoke firmly: "Master, I know you saved me, and I am very grateful for that, but I have promised my wife that I will never kill people without purpose again when I decided to retire. Please forgive me for not being able to do anything for you."