Chapter: 3048

The King of Fighters stood with his hands in his hands, with a touch of pride in his faint tone.
Tang Hao smiled and gave the King of Fighters a thumbs up: “Haha, the King of Fighters is still witty.”
“I didn’t think about it.”
After laughing, Tang Hao continued: “Let’s go, go and take a look.”
“I want to see, who ate the ambition of the leopard and dared to hide under the wooden box to assassinate the current king of fighters?”
While talking, the King of Fighters, Tang Hao, and Sword Saint all went into the forest to find the corpse that was kicked into the air by the King of Fighters.
How keen the titled master’s perception was, he soon found that person in the mountains and forests.
“Huh?”
“Vitality seems quite tenacious?”
“The King of Fighters is hard to beat, but he is not dead yet?”
Before coming to the front, Tang Hao and others had already heard the painful but faint groan.
“Humph, let’s count him as a fluke.”
The King of Fighters looked a little ugly.
His own dignified titled master, he didn’t even kick the assassin to death.
For the King of Fighters, this kind of thing naturally feels a bit embarrassing.
Immediately speed up the pace and walk over, ready to make up one more foot.
“Old Mo, be merciful.”
“It’s okay to stay alive, we can also ask about some things.”
The Juggernaut quickly stopped him.
However, when the three of them approached, they felt that something was wrong.
It was naturally the King of Fighters himself that was first noticed.
However, he did not speak out.
Tang Hao didn’t stop talking, and said first, “Hey, don’t you think that this figure is familiar?”
“The King of Fighters, does it look like your son Wuya?”
At this moment, the man curled up in the place, twitching slightly.
The Juggernaut and the others can only see the back, not the true face yet.
However, even from the back, Tang Hao and the others had already begun to doubt it.
“Nonsense!” Mo Gucheng, the King of Fighters, cursed immediately.
“My son Wuya is talented and strong. How could someone put it in a box as a courier?”
“It must be a thief from the enemy country, wanting to harm me!”
“I’ll go over and kill him~”
Low-pitched words, with a bit of anger.
After that, Mo Gucheng, the King of Fighters, walked over in two steps in three steps.
“Why is this angry?”
“I’ll just talk about it casually.” Looking at Mo Gucheng’s angrily leaving behind, Tang Hao shook his head, smiled helplessly, and then followed, for fear that the King of Fighters’ temper would come up, really.
Kill this person directly.
Bang~
Sure enough, after the King of Fighters approached, he didn’t even look at his face, and kicked it again.
“Say, who are you?”
“Who instructed you to murder me?”
The King of Fighters shouted angrily.
The man rolled on the ground several times, snorted, and vomited another mouthful of blood.
Finally, relying on the remaining breath, the man stubbornly raised his head, looked forward, and shouted in an extremely weak and aggrieved voice: “Dad…Dad, I…I am Ya… Ya Son~
”
Bang~
After speaking, Mo Wuya raised his head and fell down.
When Mo Wuya fell, the world also became quiet.
Sword Saint Leng was there, and Tang Hao was also stunned.
As for Mo Gucheng himself, it was like a bolt from the blue, with old eyes and huge stares!
The eyeballs almost jumped out of their sockets.
At this moment, these three old guys were all dumbfounded.
Especially Mo Gucheng, his eyes are red, his canthus is about to split, and his heart is almost dripping blood.
No one can understand his feeling of being a father.
Is it regret?
Is it self-blame?
Still guilty?
Mo Gucheng never dreamed that the one who was put in a box as a courier was really his own son Wuya?
And he almost killed his own son by himself?
“My son~”
After a long silence, the call of the King of Fighters resounded through the ages.