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Chapter 295

"Duanmu Ye, you dare to kill your father!"

"You... You're a big disobedient!

"Duanmu Ye, aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven!"

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Several Duanmu Clan elders couldn't help but stand up and pointed at Duanmu Ye and scolded angrily.

"You say it again?"

Duanmu Ye turned his head and coldly glanced at the group of clan elders not far away.

"You..." The

clan elder was calmed by Duanmu Ye's killing intent, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Fang Mo and the others beside him, unable to speak.

Duanmu Ye withdrew his gaze and looked at Fang Mo with a respectful expression.

"Sir, please take a seat."

Saying that, Duanmu Ye invited Fang Mo to the high seat that symbolized the position of the head of the family.

Seeing this scene, all the clan elders showed indignation, but they dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.

Guan Yuekui looked at Duanmu Ye stunnedly, with a hint of strangeness in her complicated eyes.

Kill brothers and fathers, grovel, sell for glory.

Is this still your own night?

"You are now the Duanmu Patriarch, and that position is yours."

Fang Mo smiled slightly at Duanmu Ye.

Hearing this, a trace of excitement flashed on Duanmuye's face, and then he slowly walked towards the high seat.

Fang Mo ignored Duanmu Ye, who was full of excitement on the high seat, and slowly scanned the audience.

"In the future, the head of the Duanmu family will be Duanmu Ye, which of you has an opinion?"

The elders of the clans did not dare to look at Fang Mo, cowered, and did not dare to make a sound.

After all, Duanmu Cang's body was still lying on the ground, which was a lesson from the past.

"Sir, I'm going to kill Duanmu Yu with my own hands!"

At this time, Duanmu Ye suddenly stood up and pointed to Duanmu Yu below, his eyes were grim.

"Ye'er..."

This sudden change made Duanmu Yu's eyes widen and his face was sluggish.

Even Guan Yuekui next to the high seat was breathing sluggishly.

"Yes, as you wish."

Fang Mo said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, Duanmu Yu, who was not far away, only felt that his body was imprisoned by a terrifying force, and he couldn't move.

He watched as he was thrown at Duanmuye's feet, his face panicked.

"Duanmu Yu, do you know how long I've been waiting for this day?!"

Duanmu Ye's handsome face was full of fierceness, and he gritted his teeth.

The man in front of him, whom he called the second uncle, changed everything about himself and let him see the dirty side of this world.

Over the years, Duanmuye's heart has been tormented all the time, and his young heart has been under incomparably great pressure, becoming so distorted as it is now.

"Night, you... You don't be impulsive..."

"Shut up! Night is also your name?!

Duanmu Ye roared, interrupting Duanmu Yu's words.

"Duanmu Yu, I have endured for so many years, you give me death!"

Duanmu Ye didn't seem to want to wait any longer, and raised the short blade in his hand to stab down.

"Ye'er, don't!!"

Guan Yuekui, who was not far away, pounced and grabbed Duanmuye's arm.

"Ye'er, listen to your mother, you can't kill him!"

Guan Yuekui looked at Duanmu Ye with a bleak face, her eyes full of begging.

"You now know it's my mother, why don't you think about this when you're with Duanmu Yu? You open it for me!

Duanmu Ye coldly glanced at Guan Yuekui and threw it away.

Watching Duanmu Ye raise the short blade again, Duanmu Yu's face turned pale, opened his mouth, and stopped talking.

"Night, stop! Duanmu Yu is your real father!!

Guan Yuekui shouted out a sentence with a broken face.

As soon as these words came out, Duanmu Ye froze, and the audience fell silent.

The eyes of the Duanmu family elders looking at Guan Yuekui were full of shock and stunned.

"Well, family relationships are a bit complicated."

Wei Chitu scratched his head, his voice dull.

Even Fang Mo looked at Guan Yuekui with a hint of interest.

"You... What did you say?

Duanmu Ye slowly turned his head and looked at Guan Yuekui with disbelief in his eyes.

"Duanmu Yu, he... He really is your real father! Guan Yuekui looked complicated and said in a low voice.

"Impossible! No way!

Duanmu Ye roared a little maniacally.

"You must be lying to me, this is your excuse to save him!"

Duanmu Ye glared at Guan Yuekui viciously.

"Night... It's true, I met Yuro..."

"You give me a mouth!"

Duanmu Ye interrupted Guan Yuekui's words irritably, and looked down at Duanmu Yue lying on the ground, his face showing a grim color.

"You give me death!"

"Zheng!"

A cold light streaked by.

A bloody thing tumbled down the steps.

"NO!!"

Guan Yuekui screamed sadly and passed out.

The clan elders looked at the scene in front of them, and their faces were full of shock.

They didn't expect Duanmu Ye, the most well-behaved on weekdays, to be so ruthless and crazy.

Duanmu Ye looked at Duanmu Yu's body expressionlessly, turned his head to look at the clan elders, and slowly said, "Who has an opinion?" The

elders of the clan tightened their hearts, bowed their heads deeply, and did not say a word.

Fang Mo quietly looked at Duanmu Ye on the high seat, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

He admired the teenager more and more....

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Following.

An earthquake occurred in Mufeng City.

Duanmu Cang, the head of the Duanmu family, recurred from an old disease and died.

The third young master of the Duanmu family, Duanmu Ye, inherited the position of family head.

The murderer who assassinated the second young master of the Duanmu family before was also found out, it was Duanmu Yu, the reason is unknown, but it has been executed by the new family master.

For a time, the entire Mufeng City was talking about the Duanmu family.

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Duanmu House.

In a luxurious room, Fang Mo's fingers lightly tapped on the table, his expression indifferent.

The beautiful and lovely girl behind him is obediently kneading his shoulders.

In front of him, the current Duanmu family master Duanmu Ye bowed and stood with a respectful expression.

"Lord, the affairs of the house are almost handled." Duanmu Ye whispered.

Yesterday, Duanmu Ye had already taken the initiative to offer his soul fire to Fang Mo.

Even Fang Mo was surprised by Duanmu Ye's decisiveness, knowing that he was only a fifteen-year-old boy.

"How many people are there in the entire Mufeng City?" Fang Mo said lightly.

"Back to the Lord, almost 200,000 people." Duanmu Ye answered honestly.

"Two hundred thousand people..."

Fang Mo whispered to himself, his eyes shining.

"How many water sources are there in the city?"

Fang Mo asked again.

Hearing this, Duanmu Ye showed a puzzled look, but still respectfully replied:

"Lord, there are twenty water sources in the city."

"Within three days, throw the contents into the water source in the city, remember, not a single place can be missed."

As he spoke, Fang Mo handed a black storage ring to Duanmu Ye.

Duanmu Ye took the storage ring without knowing why, and inside were dozens of black pills that he had never seen before.

Looking at those strange elixirs, and then thinking about Fang Mo's words just now, Duanmuye's face suddenly turned pale, and his body trembled slightly.

The Lord should not be thinking....

"Lord... Lord, this elixir is..."

Duanmu Ye felt his voice tremble.

If their guess is true, it will be too terrifying, and Doumadmen will definitely not let them go.

"You just have to do it, understand?"

Fang Mo glanced at Duanmu Ye, his gaze cold.

"Genus... Subordinates understand!

Duanmu Ye only felt that a bone-chilling chill swept his whole body, cold sweat, and hurriedly spoke.

"Also, build a pool of blood."

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