Chapter 2621 The Crime Is Deserved

Xiao Yi put one foot on Moro's back. Moro always treated others like this. This was the first time that he was stepped on by someone.

"Xiao Yi, you are looking for death. You dare to break into my place. If you get out now, I will spare you this time."

Moro said at this moment. Xiao Yi never expected that this Moro could resolve the conflict with him.

Xiao Yi killed Moro's son and the third in command of the mafia. Moro would definitely not give up. Xiao Yi knew this truth very well.

"Since I came this time, I never thought that the two of us could sit down and get along in a friendly manner. Besides, you wanted to kill me."

"You killed my son, so I will naturally not spare you."

"That's because your son deserves to die. The attack on the Chinese Wolf Warrior Team was destined to be like this since he had this idea."

Xiao Yi said in a deep voice. The grievances between the mafia and Xiao Yi are not just these, but also have to start from the beginning.

Moro struggled several times. In Xiao Yi's hands, he had no ability to fight back and could only lie on the ground obediently.

"You killed Merkel from my mafia, who is one of the important members of the mafia. Do you think I don't know anything?"

"Hehe... Jock told you, right? You are just a fool who only knows how to seek revenge. How did Merkel die? Do you know in your heart?"

"If you say so, you admit it. You killed him, right?"

Jock told him this in person. Merkel's death was originally a very unexpected thing.

If it weren't for Jock, we still don't know who killed Merkel. Xiao Yi didn't deny this.

"I did kill him. I won't deny it."

"Very good, you are a man. You dare to admit what you have done here."

Moro is also very courageous. Even if Xiao Yi stepped on him hard, he never said a word and didn't beg for mercy from Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi learned some information about this person. To be honest, he climbed to this position with his own ability. He is indeed capable.

"Moro, let me ask you a question. If one day you go home and see a man violating your wife, what will you do?"

"What? If someone does this, I will kill him with my own hands!"

"So Merkel deserves death. He dared to touch my woman. How can I let him go?"

Moro was about to say that Xiao Yi was lying, but he couldn't refute it. He had been with Merkel for so long, and he knew what kind of person this person was.

No matter where he went, the first thing he thought about was to play with women. It was precisely because of this that Merkel died.

"Whether what I said here is true or false, you should know in your heart that Jock told you this just to use you to deal with me."

Xiao Yi said to Moro. Moro is a smart man. He also knows Jock's thoughts in his heart, but he just doesn't want to admit his stupidity.

"Just because of a few words from others, he made a stupid decision. The so-called boss of the mafia is nothing but a fool."

"Xiao Yi, do you think I don't know that Jock is using me? But you killed my people, I will never forgive you!"

At this moment, Xiao Yi loosened his feet, and Moro took the opportunity to speed up and crawl forward a few steps, intending to take out the pistol from the drawer.

It was less than half a meter away, and this distance was worth rushing, but when he rushed out less than a few centimeters, Xiao Yi's foot kicked Moro's knee heavily.

Crack...

Moro's legs were at a weird angle, obviously dislocated, and drooped on the ground.

Even so, Moro still crawled forward a few times, supporting himself with his arms, but then Xiao Yi kicked him.

The arm joints bent directly in the opposite direction, and could no longer support this body. Moro fell to the ground, twisting his body like an earthworm.

"Are you looking for this?"

Xiao Yi took out a pistol from the drawer. Moro stared at it intently, but he had no idea what to do.

A pistol was quickly disassembled in Xiao Yi's hand, and turned into a pile of parts, which were thrown on the ground.

"Xiao Yi, you came to me today, are you going to kill me?"

Moro was not afraid at all, even in Xiao Yi's hands, he lost the ability to resist.

"Do you think I dare not kill you?"

"Hehe... If you dare to kill me, you would have done it before. The reason you didn't do it is because you are also afraid."

Xiao Yi did have some concerns, but it was a pity that he didn't do it as Moro said. He had his own way of doing things.

Moro thought that he was the boss of the mafia after all. Even if Xiao Yi wanted to settle accounts with him, he didn't dare to kill him. If he killed him, it would cause great consequences.

"You are wrong. I, Xiao Yi, have never been afraid."

"Really? If you want to kill me, why do you have to tell me all this? If you have the ability, just do it now!"

"Killing a person is very easy to do, but I like to let a person live, live a life worse than death..."

In Xiao Yi's hand, there is a pill. In order to subdue this Moro and not cause trouble for this person in the future, Xiao Yi thought of this method.

He immediately grabbed Moro's mouth, squeezed it open, and threw a pill into Moro's mouth, and Moro had to swallow it.

"Cough cough... cough cough..."

Xiao Yi let go of his hand, and Moro coughed hard. He didn't know what he had eaten.

"You... what did you give me to eat?"

"A person who is not afraid of death, is he still afraid of what he ate?"

Moro thought that Xiao Yi had given him some poison, and wanted him to die of poisoning here, and sneered here.

"Do you think that if I die of poisoning, it won't be traced back to you? Xiao Yi, you think too simply."

"I said, making a person's life worse than death is the most brilliant means. I have plenty of time to wait for you, and you will beg me for help."

Xiao Yi turned around and sat on the sofa. There were many famous wines on the wine cabinet, and he took a bottle at random.

After unscrewing the lid, he poured it on Moro, and poured himself a glass by the way, waiting leisurely.

Ten seconds, thirty seconds, one minute...

At first, Moro didn't feel anything, but gradually, a pain appeared in his body.

This pain grew from the skin to the inside, all the way to the bone marrow, and the whole body was in pain. Moro began to understand what Xiao Yi said before.

Death... is the simplest, and living a life worse than death is the highest means.