"But if you insist on toasting and not eating the fine wine, then don't blame me for being ruthless and not caring about your face."
Mr. Mo snorted coldly, looked at Jiang Du who couldn't wait to expose the fox's tail, and said: "If you have any means, just use it to make me cooperate with you low-handed people. That will be even more terrifying than killing me." .”
At this point, Jiang Dou knew that today's negotiation was a failure, but it didn't matter. As long as he could get the formula of Zengyuan Dan, even if Mr. Mo didn't return to the Jiang clan with him, he would still have done a great job and could still do it. Bringing extremely huge benefits to the Jiang clan.
Jiang Du curled his lips, his brows and eyes full of sinister evil: "Mr. Mo, it doesn't matter if you don't cooperate with me. As long as you obediently hand over the recipe for Zengyuan Dan, I will let you go home, otherwise -"
Mr. Mo sneered: "What else? Kill me? I am already old and have lived a good life. If you care about my life, just take it."
Jiang Du's face was cold, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "Old man, don't be ignorant of good and evil. When I use my means, it will be too late for you to ask for mercy!"
"Don't say that I don't have the recipe for this Yuan-Zeng Dan. Even if I did, I would never give it to a villain like you, because you don't deserve it, not even to take a look at it."
Jiang Du is the direct descendant of the younger generation of the Jiang clan who is most trusted by the clan leader. In the future, the position of clan leader will most likely belong to him, Jiang Du. How can he, who has always been proud and arrogant, withstand the contempt of Mr. Mo? ? When his anger surged into the sky, he angrily took out a small purple-black wooden box from his arms.
Jiang Du raised the wooden box and said, "Has Mo Lao heard of the blood-devouring Gu?"
Mo Bo's expression changed slightly, and he frowned and said: "Qutong Blood Gu, the god will die when the blood is exhausted, and it will not stop until it dies!"
Jiang Du looked proud: "You have some knowledge, yes, this is the blood-devouring Gu that the Qutong people feed with blood. It enters the human body to eat blood and absorb the soul. The blood will not be exhausted, the spirit will not be exhausted, and it will never give up! "
Jiang Du stretched out his hand and touched the edge of the black wooden box, so softly and tenderly, as if caressing his lover's back and arm: "This voodoo has already sucked the blood of seven people, and it doesn't care if it sucks one more."
Mobo couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes, and cursed angrily: "Beast, you will definitely receive retribution for all your evil deeds."
"Retribution?" Jiang Du laughed wildly and burst into tears: "Old man, old man, if there is retribution in this world, why am I still standing here giving orders, while you are lying here and being slaughtered by me?"
He approached step by step and asked word by word: "Let me ask you one last time, where is the recipe for Zengyuan Dan?"
Mo Bo has always been a tough guy. He knows very well that Jiang Du is a sinister and cunning person. If he tells him about Yuan Qiu, he will definitely bring death to Yuan Qiu. Not to mention that he already regards Yuan Qiu as one of his own, even if he is As an ordinary person, he would never betray a word, even if he had to pay the price with his life. This is the chivalry he has always pursued.
Mo Bo shook his head firmly: "I don't have the recipe for Zengyuan Dan, and I don't know where the recipe for Zengyuan Dan is. You asked the wrong person."
Jiang Du snorted coldly: "I think you won't shed tears until you see the coffin." After saying that, he walked in front of Mo Bo, grabbed Mo Bo's wrist with one hand, and took the sharp blade from the servant's hand.
The sharp blade cut through the blood veins of Mobo's wrist, and blood gushed out, exuding an extremely strong smell of blood.
The box in Jiang Du's hand suddenly made a sound of banging and slapping, very urgently.