Chapter 6: My heart is cruel and ruthless beyond compare

This is indeed a solid achievement of modern scientific research; how could someone like Meng San, a rogue from ancient times, possibly have encountered such things

Shen Mo's tone was calm and gentle, as if tenderly comforting Meng San'er, yet at this moment, Meng San'er was in tears, trembling all over like a sieve.

He behaves like a gentle psychopath, a lunatic whose next violent act is unpredictable. It seems that no one in this world can fathom his thoughts, nor could they ever anticipate the terrifying actions he might take next

Your family has committed murder and concealed the body in the courtyard, and it just so happens that I, as a tenant, discovered it... Then you went to the county court, and I estimate your father will take the blame for the murder on your behalf

Furthermore, I would like to ask you for a favor

At this moment, Shen Mo's face still bore that elusive smile. However, to Meng San at this moment, his smile was even more terrifying than the black and white impermanence

He was whimpering and lamenting in his mouth, while in his heart, it was simply unbelievable

Upon witnessing this scene, Meng San felt a secret joy in his heart

Why must I provoke this plague... At this moment, all that remains in Meng San's heart is self-hatred and endless regret. I truly was blind this time!

I did not expect that this new son-in-law could, with just a few words, make the unruly Meng San completely submissive, and the previous defiant attitude vanished without a trace.

"The evidence you mentioned, I can produce it in the blink of an eye." With that, Shen Mo pointed at Lu Yunhuan with the iron ruler in his hand

Pain that penetrates to the bone marrow

When Shen Mo spoke to this point, his gaze had gradually turned cold and sinister

However, those constables, if they truly exert themselves, can inflict internal injuries on a person with just a dozen or twenty strikes, potentially taking the life of the offender

Using this method, the victim not only cannot make a sound after being captured, but will also obediently submit to manipulation due to the immense pain caused by the facial nerve plexus.

Then the case is decided, your father faces execution after the autumn harvest, you are exiled for a thousand miles, and your mother dies of starvation... This idea is good! I like it!

In Meng San's view, the coldness emanating from the gaze approaching him almost froze the blood in his entire body into ice shards

Look at the disgusting appearance of the son-in-law... They are so close to each other, could it be that the son-in-law would really kiss her? At this moment, Xiao Fu's heart was filled with both worry and a hint of anticipation

Ah! Meng San'er let out a half-hearted cry of despair, which was once again stifled. His legs trembled, and he was almost entirely supported by Shen Mo, who was holding up his lower lip, preventing him from collapsing to the ground

At this thought, Meng San'er suddenly lost his courage.

When you see me again in the future, please do not stare into my eyes ... ... I ... ...

Just as Meng San'er had barely exhaled a sigh of relief, a heavy iron ruler came down hard on the bend of his leg

At this moment, the two of them are face to face, their noses touching. It looks as if they are a pair of bizarre lovers, both intimate and eerie!

I remember that there were quite a few exposed bones in the mass grave outside the city

This moment is simply heart-wrenching

You... feel free to give orders! At this moment, Meng San'er had completely lost the will to resist! One could see him nodding in terror, his face displaying a look of horror as if the person he was speaking to was a malevolent spirit!

Meng San looked at Shen Mo in terror, his heart trembling as he thought: I wonder what new torment this guy has come up with now

A loud bang!

Is there any need to think about it? He is a notorious scoundrel, while Shen Mo is famously honest and dull. Moreover, he is also a constable

At this moment, the saliva in Meng San's mouth had already mixed with the blood from his torn lips, gushing out from his mouth. A light red mucus was flowing down freely. Meng San was whimpering, unable to utter any words.

What a venomous scheme! Who would have thought that Shen Mo, who is usually bullied and appears to be as harmless as a little white rabbit, is actually such a ferocious and ruthless wolf!

Indeed! Shen Mo is originally a person from the public sector. If he were to step onto the grand stage and secretly engage in foul play, it is possible that a single blow could end his life!

Go apologize to my wife... the attitude must be sincere... can you understand?" Shen Mo continued to say.

I should bring a skeleton and bury it in your yard". Shen Mo slowly smiled and said, "The house I rented should be your ancestral home, right

His eyes darted around as he began to think about how to cover up today's incident and persuade Shen Dalang to spare him

Indeed! At that moment, Meng San'er suddenly realized, and it was only then that he truly understood Shen Mo's meaning

Look at you! At this moment, Shen Mo slowly released his grip on Meng San's lips.

Suddenly, he received a heavy blow from the iron ruler on his leg again

To speak frankly, the appearance of the new son-in-law tormenting others is not fierce at all. However, for some reason, it sends a chill from the depths of one's heart outward.

I said you are also someone who has been around the market, how can you not understand even this? At this moment, Shen Mo looked at Meng San with an expression that was simply one of disappointment in not being able to turn iron into steel

The technique of pinching the lower lip originates from the era of Shen Mo, developed by the KGB of the northern neighboring country, specifically for the purpose of kidnapping and capturing.

Ah! ... ... I have changed my mind. At this moment, Shen Mo seemed to suddenly recall something, and he said thoughtfully:

Sigh! It's all from the neighbors in the street... Shen Mo sighed, seemingly with the intention of retracting his words and facilitating reconciliation between both parties

At this moment, he found himself trapped in Shen Mo's embrace, yet it felt as if he were being tightly constricted by a cold giant python, or as if he were being enveloped by a ferocious giant bear

On one side, the small symbol looked at the bizarre scene before him, feeling both exhilarated and absurd in his heart

"What scratches? What nonsense are you talking about?" Meng San's anger surged instantly as he shouted at Shen Mo.

I just can't control how many I remember

At this moment, even Lu Yunhuan could not help but glance at herself, feeling somewhat perplexed and completely at a loss regarding Shen Mo's words

Lu Yunhuan even unconsciously grasped her own garment, seemingly with a genuine intention to tear it a little to see what would happen

"Look at you, barging into my home for no reason and scaring my new bride like this, isn't that excessive?" As Shen Mo just released his grip, his palm naturally hooked around Meng San'er’s neck, pulling him closer.

"Every time you look into my eyes..." In the small courtyard, Shen Mo held Meng San'er affectionately like a madman, his face displaying a sense of solitude and helplessness as he spoke:

"It is not your fault, it is not your fault... You have no idea what kind of person I am. This was never your mistake..." Shen Mo held Meng San's face, their noses touching, still murmuring softly.

My wife only tears her clothes and scratches herself. You say when we arrive at the courthouse in Qiantang County, we will each present our own arguments. Do you think the county magistrate will believe me or will he believe you

This young man, after a moment of contemplation, was immediately drenched in cold sweat

Do not! At this moment, Meng San has completely forgotten the pain in his lips and legs, as a tremendous fear grips his heart like a giant iron claw.

You do not know that the yamen runners who administer punishment in the yamen are quite measured in their actions. Shen Mo continued, saying: Some people, despite being struck with eighty blows in one go, remain unharmed and can simply get up, dust themselves off, and walk home.

In Shen Mo's embrace, Meng San was still carefully discerning Shen Mo's whispers

Being hit repeatedly in the same spot on the leg, and each time more severely, is something that no one can endure, regardless of who it is

On one side, Lu Yunhuan and Xiao Fu were filled with a mix of surprise and joy

Upon seeing Meng San'er, he was so frightened that his soul seemed to leave his body, trembling as he nodded with blood flowing from his mouth. The smile on Shen Mo's face gradually blossomed, and he smiled with satisfaction