latelenovela Chapter 320 The Mere Moyun Ferry
Chapter 320 The Mere Moyun Ferry
As soon as the words were spoken, Duan Yao began to speak.
His tone was accusatory from the very beginning: "Mr. Mo, do you know the meaning of the word 'shameless'?"
All you think about all day is stealing someone else's partner?
"Does she only want to use sneaky witchcraft on others?"
Duan Yao's next words clearly implied something.
That was the method he used to force Song Beiyou to stay when she met Mo Yundu that day.
Song Beiyou won't tell him about this on his own initiative, for fear that he'll overthink it and that he'll go to Mo Yundu.
But just because Song Beiyou didn't say anything doesn't mean Duan Yao didn't know.
After holding it in for two days, and knowing that Gu Debai's disappearance today was related to Mo Yundu, all he wanted to do was kill the person in front of him.
Even if the person in front of me knows witchcraft.
so what!
As Bai Shu once said, Duan Yaotian is tough; he can only break through enemy lines by killing both Buddhas and ghosts.
Yes!
Everyone in the capital knows that Duan Yaotian is tough.
So what is he worried about regarding witchcraft? What is he worried about regarding Mo Yun Ferry?
So much so that Duan Yao, sitting on the sofa, looked at Mo Yundu with eyes full of contempt, like a king who ruled over everything.
Duan Yao looked down on them, and Mo Yundu scoffed at them, neither willing to give in.
In fact, both of them wanted to kill each other, and they wished they could do it immediately.
The tension escalated the next second, and Duan Yao gave the order, "Leave China. I can pretend the past never happened."
Mo Yundu reacted as if he had heard a joke, "Me?"
Mr. Duan, who are you to me? Why should I listen to you?
He then asked, "What happened in the past?"
"Those two years when Youyou and I were childhood sweethearts and deeply in love by the Qingshui River?"
The claim of childhood sweethearts is barely accurate; the idea of them being mutually attracted is entirely fabricated by Mo Yundu and is completely unfounded.
He didn't care; his mission at that moment was to infuriate Duan Yao.
Duan Yao has always been petty about his relationship with Song Beiyou, and he already disliked Mo Yundu, so he clenched his fists tightly.
Mo Yundu noticed this subtle movement and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
After thinking for a while, she repeated all the grievances she had told Song Beiyou that day to Duan Yao.
In particular, he emphasized twice, "When I met Song Beiyou, you were still fighting to the death with the collateral branches of the Duan family."
There's a proper order to things, so why did you steal the person I like?
Do you think you're a good match for her?
You're just an ordinary rich person, what can you use to protect her?
When she faces real difficulties and obstacles, are you capable?
you......"
Mo Yundu wanted to say something more to provoke Duan Yao, hoping to force him to take action and let Duan Yao see his own limitations.
Before Mo Yundu could finish speaking, Duan Yao suddenly stood up from his seat and aggressively attacked forward.
Mo Yundu had a triumphant smile on his lips, thinking that Duan Yao was even more impatient than he had imagined.
This was exactly what he wanted; he needed Duan Yao to make a move.
She planned to take advantage of Duan Yao's momentary lapse in attention and implant the most torturous spells of witchcraft into his body.
This technique was something he had been researching day and night for a while, specifically designed to deal with people like Duan Yao who were tough on the neck.
At this point, Duan Yao's body and appearance will deteriorate rapidly under the influence of the magic.
However, after forty-nine days, that once glorious and beautiful image will disappear, replaced by a pile of white bones.
Mo Yundu's smile grew wider, and after uttering "overestimating yourself," he met Duan Yao's attack.
Duan Yao unleashed all his pent-up resentment towards Mo Yundu, channeling it into his fists.
The person's overall state was one of complete nonchalance, without any worry about being harmed by witchcraft.
His eyes were filled with anger and ferocity as he used all the martial arts skills he had learned in his life to fight Mo Yundu.
Mo Yundu was also quite skilled, and coupled with his knowledge of witchcraft, his moves were extremely vicious.
As he had anticipated, each move was accompanied by a gesture used in witchcraft to poison the opponent; if Duan Yao wasn't careful, he would be struck in a vital spot.
Fortunately, Duan Yao managed to dodge each attack successfully.
Not only did he dodge, but as soon as he saw Mo Yundu accelerate and change his move, Duan Yao swung his leg after a successful sidestep.
Immediately following this was a series of three kicks delivered with gravitational acceleration, each kick aimed precisely at Mo Yundu's heart.
So much so that Mo Yundu couldn't withstand the kick and was kicked backward, flying out and crashing into the glass wall at the back of the coffee shop.
The extremely tough glass wall immediately developed cracks after being hit like that.
It was clear how much force Duan Yao had used, and at that moment, a trickle of blood oozed from the corner of Mo Yundu's mouth.
Subsequently, unable to bear it any longer, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Yan Liqiang, who was accompanying them from behind, barely managed to suppress the urge to clap and cheer. They exchanged a glance, their faces filled with excitement.
Yan Li smugly told Yan Ge, "Our master started learning martial arts at the age of three. He just doesn't have to do it himself."
This whole "ferrying" nonsense is just asking for trouble.
Strictly agreeing, "Of course!"
Back in Africa, Third Master killed a ferocious elephant with his bare hands to save a child. Mo Yun Ferry is nothing to him.
The two brothers, Yan Yan and Yan Li, started celebrating ahead of schedule.
Duan Yao remained vigilant, standing five meters away and looking down at Mo Yundu.
At this moment, Duan Yao was like a victorious general returning home, his eyes filled with disdain as he looked at Mo Yundu.
Repeat that phrase, "Leave China!"
This is a notification, not an inquiry.
Mo Yundu clutched his chest, which was throbbing with pain.
Having never experienced Duan Yao's skills before, he suppressed the resentment on his face and forced himself to sit up.
The word "disheveled" did not apply to him; he was still dressed in his pristine white attire.
"You've been hiding it really well." Mo Yundu suddenly looked up and smiled at Duan Yao.
He definitely underestimated him.
That laugh sent shivers down the spines of everyone present.
Yan Jian stood close to Yan Li and said, "Brother, no, what time is it? How can Mo Yundu still be laughing?"
His smile was rather eerie; could he be holding back some dirty tricks, plotting something wicked?
Yan Li said, "There's no escaping it. I think your patience is running out. If you keep laughing like this, you definitely won't be able to get out of this door today..."
Before the last three words could be uttered, several filthy creatures resembling cockroaches crawled out of Mo Yundu's sleeves, heading directly towards Duan Yao's location.
Upon seeing this, Duan Yao's pupils dilated, realizing this was definitely not a good thing, and he quickly retreated, shouting, "Retreat!"