"I'll just talk casually." Looking at the back of Mo Gucheng leaving angrily, Tang Hao shook his head, smiled helplessly, and then followed, for fear that the King of Fighters' violent temper would really kill this man directly .

Boom~

Sure enough, after the King of Fighters approached, he didn't even look at the opponent's face, and kicked him up again.

"Say, who are you?"

"Who ordered you to murder me?"

The King of Fighters shouted angrily.

The man rolled on the ground several times, and with a puff, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Finally, with his last 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~"

Boom~

After finishing speaking, Mo Wuya raised his head and fell down.

When Mo Wuya fell, the world also became quiet.

The Juggernaut was stunned, and Tang Hao was also stunned.

As for Mo Gucheng himself, he was like a bolt from the blue, with a pair of old eyes, staring hugely!

The eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

At this moment, the three old fellows were all dumbfounded.

Especially Mo Gucheng, his eyes were red, his eyes were about to burst, and his heart was almost bleeding.

No one can understand his feeling of being a father.

Is it remorse?

Is it self-blame?

Still guilty?

Mo Gucheng never dreamed that it was really his son Wu Ya who was delivered in a box as a courier?

And he, he almost killed his son with his own hands?

"Son~"

After a long silence, the King of Fighters' call resounded through the ages.

Then, Mo Gucheng rushed over like crazy, holding his son in his arms, the sadness on his face was beyond words.

"Wu Ya, what happened to you?"

"Wake up."

"It's all dad's fault, it's all dad's fault~"

"But you're fine, why were you put in a box?"

Mo Gucheng was extremely remorseful, his words were full of self-blame and sadness. JrNovels.com