"Is that so? If you're unwilling to talk, then I'll have no choice but to kill you and search your soul." Lin Mo clenched his fist, exuding a fierce killing intent that even made Ye Beichen, Xuan Shi, Mu Lihong, and the others around him feel a chill.
To Lin Mo, his parents were the most important people. If anything happened to them, he wouldn't forgive himself.
Therefore, Lin Mo absolutely wouldn't allow anything to happen to his parents.
"Kill those six people!" Mao Ying licked her lips, her gaze sharp. In the blink of an eye, she turned into a black shadow, causing the air to explode. The next moment, she was already in front of Lin Mo.
"Your... blood seems to be tastier." Mao Ying spread her arms, her ten slender fingers curling into claws, with ten-centimeter-long sharp nails, as sharp as steel blades, springing from her fingertips.
The other men in black rushed simultaneously toward Ye Beichen, Xuan Shi, and the others.
"If this is all the strength you have, then die!"
