a killer

Mo Feng galloped all the way to the river, stripped naked and jumped into the river, washing away the smell of horses all over his body.

He looked at his own shadow reflected on the river under the moonlight, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, he rushed to the bank, wrapped his clothes around his body, and rushed back to the inn.

The hero has left.

Looking at the blood on the floor, Mo Feng remained silent.

The deposit has been collected, and people have to kill.

Mo Feng never knew what giving up was.

The hero was injured, it was not difficult to find him, Mo Feng quickly caught up with him, but he was not in a hurry, he was waiting for the best opportunity.

The hero was walking slowly on the horse, his face was as usual, Mo Feng suspected that he was playing tricks on everything in front of him.

Mo Feng hesitated, but he would not give up, he was still looking for opportunities.

Mo Feng has never been impatient.

He followed the hero for three days, and finally waited until the hero showed a gap.

Mo Feng's weapon is a dagger, which is extremely sharp. The dagger has cut the throats of many people. Today, there will be another one.

When Mo Feng's dagger touched the hero's neck, the hero opened his eyes and looked at him with a smile, without any panic or panic before death.

"It's you."

"it's me."

"You finally came to kill me."

Mo Feng was a little puzzled and asked, "Are you waiting for me?"

The hero smiled and said, "Of course I'm waiting for you."

"You are not afraid of death?"

"People are dying every day in this world. Either you kill me or I kill you. There is nothing to be afraid of."

Mo Feng was a little curious about him.

"Among the people I have killed, you are the only one who is not afraid of death."

"Then you haven't killed many people."

The hero laughed and coughed up blood, which dripped down his chin and onto the back of Mo Feng's hand.

Mo Feng sent the dagger forward, cutting the hero's skin, but he couldn't move forward an inch because the hero held his wrist.

Mo Feng smiled: "You are also afraid of death."

The hero's eyes lit up, and he quickly returned to his original state. He withdrew his hand and said, "I heard that Madman Mo only recognizes money, not people?"

"Yes."

"How much is my head worth?"

"1000 taels of gold."

"I'll give you 2000 taels of gold in exchange for my life, how about that?"

"I received a deposit to kill you."

"You can return the deposit without killing me."

"I have already promised others."

The hero paused, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Madman Mo to be so principled."

Mo Feng looked at him and said, "You can think about it again."

"I'll give you 3000 taels of gold, and you help me kill someone."

"who?"

"Those who want to kill me."

Mo Feng thought for a while, retracted the dagger, nodded and said, "Yes."

The hero breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that Mo Feng was still looking at him, he asked, "What's wrong?"

"You really don't like sleeping with men?"

The hero paused, pulled off his clothes to cover the wound on his neck, smiled at him, and said, "Of course I like sleeping with men, but I don't like sleeping with men who smell like horses. "

Mo Feng raised his sleeve and smelled it, then nodded.