A few rubbish surrounded Chen Mo in the alleyway. He kept thinking about how much profit he would get today, how long he would be happy with this money, etc. He was drooling just thinking about it!
Chen Mo was also very interested in watching these guys, especially the green-headed fly. Just like the street guys in those domestic short videos, he walked over with a step that he didn't recognize his relatives, and a group of younger brothers also gathered around and looked around. Playing with knives while walking.
Not only the swaying green hair, but also the shoulders of different heights, and the legs that have to fight three times every step, this is more interesting than the clown performance in the circus!
After Chen Mo sighed, he compared the knives in their hands, and then pulled out a 1.2-meter ghost pill from behind.
This knife, after leaving the small book, has been idle and useless! A good knife needs maintenance, but a knife like Onimaru that has been used to kill lives needs to be watered with blood.
The blowfly had just approached Chen Mo and was about to speak when he felt a pain in his chest. He looked down and realized that this Chinese man had stabbed him in the heart with a knife.
"You...!" The blowfly wanted to say something, but it felt as if his eyes were starting to turn black. This world is so beautiful, but I have to say goodbye? He just wanted to say something arrogantly, but he didn't even let anyone talk, so he just let this Chinese person understand him?
When did the Chinese people become so decisive? Aren't they a bunch of cowards? If you don't have any money, you can just ask those Chinese people to scare you, and you can blackmail them out of money. And now, why?
What the hell, and why did this guy take out such a long knife, but he was just holding a swing knife of less than 18 centimeters, how could he play like this?
"Whoosh!" With a sound, before anyone else noticed, Chen Mo pulled Onimaru back. The Onimaru blade was shining with brilliance, but there was no trace of blood at all.
"Knife?!" Several guys who were playing with slinging knives saw the ghost pill in Chen Mo's hand. They stopped immediately and looked at Chen Mo in shock.
The blowfly slowly fell forward at this time, but Chen Mo kicked it out, sending it flying backwards.
"Ah~!" Several guys immediately screamed and wanted to run away, but how could they be faster than Chen Mo's Oni Pill?
The brilliance flashed one after another, and several guys also caught up with the blowfly and went to see their favorite anla!
"Garbage is garbage!" Chen Mo muttered, then gave Onimaru a cleansing technique and slowly inserted it into the scabbard. Even if there is no blood on the Onimaru, there is still some pain, so it is necessary to clean it up. In other words, mood is the most important thing.
Chen Mo hates these Malay people, even more than Xiao Ben himself. When I was in college, I was very angry when I saw Chinese people in Malaysia being bullied by these guys.
Especially after seeing on the news, these guys just robbed, smashed, and burned all the local Chinese shops! Just like bandits.
But at that time, I didn’t have much ability, so I just muttered a few words, which was of no use at all!
But when Chen Mo used Oni Pill to end the blowfly group, he felt a little clear in his heart. The wish to clean up the garbage many years ago finally came true on this day.
Since arriving in Damalong City, some of the depression in his heart has gradually dissipated.
Originally, these guys were not worth Chen Mo's action. Because he is already a master in the foundation building stage, which is equivalent to a half-step master in the country. Under such circumstances, attacking ordinary people would really undermine his identity.
But Chen Mo always remembers that everyone is responsible for maintaining hygiene and cleaning up garbage!
Immediately I sighed, this is the education that has been available in China for a long time. I just followed the previous education, so I did this!
In an instant, Chen Mo felt that he was really a good boy, and the red scarf in his heart became more and more vivid!
Ho ho!
After Chen Mo sent some garbage to the garbage dump, his mood suddenly became much brighter. It seems that sometimes, cleaning and removing garbage is also a happy thing.
When he walked out of the alley, Chen Mo's clothes and face had changed into the face of a local Malay in Malaysia, and he walked onto the street.
"Hetu!" Chen Mo spit out as he watched people coming and going.
Suddenly, a woman passing by looked at Chen Mo with an expression of deep disgust.
"What are you looking at? I'm a horse! Here comes someone!" Chen Mo shouted arrogantly.
Suddenly, several people from other ethnic groups around him left his surroundings far away.
Hehe, what we want is this effect. Since we are causing trouble, we have to pretend to be locals. Isn't it uncomfortable to still show our previous face? Besides, when you are outside, you must work hard to maintain the dignity and face of the Chinese people and not be embarrassed.
Therefore, if you change your appearance and become a Malay person, you can do whatever you want, and no one can blame the Chinese people.
"You really have no quality, how can you be like a Chinese?" While Chen Mo was thinking about everything, a man from Malaysia came over and yelled at Chen Mo.
"Snap!" Chen Mo slapped him directly.
"What the hell, you actually said that I am the same as the Chinese people. Can I be the same as the Chinese people? Do they dare to spit on the street?" He cursed this guy in his mouth and grabbed it with his hands. This nosy guy slapped him and walked away.
"Snap, snap, snap!"
Immediately, the man's face began to swell. If he wanted to insult the Chinese people, he would naturally have to pay the corresponding price. Looking at this guy, he is not a good person. He will not teach him a lesson now.
"Ah! Bastard! Let go of the boss." A guy who looked like a younger brother rushed over and wanted to hit Chen Mo.
Needless to say, ever since Chen Mo came out of the alleyway, he said that what he heard and saw was in a language he could understand. Don't say that he doesn't understand, because what these guys say is actually Cantonese.
Many Malays, especially those in areas where Chinese people gather, can speak Cantonese. Although Malaysia’s language requirements are mainly Malay, and official business, etc. are all in Malay and English, etc., many Malay people, especially those near Kuala Lumpur, can speak Cantonese. .
This can also be said to be a strong assimilation of us Han people. It is also because the Chinese have economic influence. Therefore, many people in Malaysia can speak Chinese or Cantonese. There is nothing we can do about it.
The Chinese in Malaysia are rich, so many people who want to have a meal naturally have to learn to speak Chinese.
And these guys Chen Mo met happened to be good at talking.
Moreover, even though Chen Mo couldn't understand the Malay language they spoke, he could understand the expressions of these guys. Therefore, it was natural to use a little force to attack these people.
"Bang!" With a sound, Chen Mo directly kicked the two young men who were running towards him and flew away. Then he grabbed the guy who despised his lack of quality and slapped him hard several times again.
Only then when the Malaysian police came running over, he let go and quickly stepped out of the way.
Since they all looked like they were coming on horseback, the policemen ran over and saw that they could not catch up, so they released their weapons. Besides, we might as well see if there is any benefit in pursuing this kind of matter.
And the guy who was slapped by Chen Mo could only cover his face and consider himself unlucky. Although he was cursing in his heart and wanted to find out what happened to Chen Mo, he also knew that when he met a strong guy, the result would be like this. This beating would be in vain!
Chen Mo didn't expect that he just wanted to act like a horse, but why would someone come up to criticize him and attack him personally? It was really too much! He deeply felt that people here in Malaysia seemed to have some ill will towards him!
Why! There's no way around it, this is the price of pretending to be a stranger, it seems like that's what it means!
Um! This idea is really cool~ Come on!
hehe!
After Chen Mo smiled, he turned around and left. Then he took out a Thousand Miles Pursuing Talisman and used his true energy to use it. He wanted to find Datuk Lin as soon as possible, and also thought that after finding him, he would solve it so that he could go home as soon as possible.
In addition, the country is still waiting for him to look for the Dragon Blood Wood after he returns.
This is the only regret after coming to Malaysia. If he could find the Dragon Blood Wood before coming here, then he would never have any worries, even if he encounters a guy with the same skill as him, he will put it randomly Poisonous insects, etc., have no problem with him at all.
But the most important thing now is that Chen Mo must kill Datuk Lin, and other matters must be postponed.
But what I didn't expect was that after using the Thousand Miles Tracking Talisman, it spun on the spot without making any progress. After a few turns, it turned into ashes.
Chen Mo was a little dumbfounded. What happened? This guy named Dato Lin was not in Kuala Lumpur! Damn it, what is going on, why is it missing?
After thinking about it for a long time, I finally came to the first solution, which was to use the Thousand Miles Tracking Talisman to search all parts of the horse according to the overall shape of the horse and a diameter of five hundred miles.
But this method was too time-consuming, so Chen Mo decided to first find the guy named Kurai next to Datuk Lin. As long as you find him, you can ask about Datuk Lin's whereabouts.
Since the information given to Chen Mo contained detailed records and photos of Datuk Lin and Ku Lai, Chen Mo faced the photos and directly used his true energy to ignite them.
What Chen Mo didn't expect was that the Thousand Miles Pursuing Talisman still didn't move after it was lit. However, after just turning around in a circle, it started to shake and lose its direction.
Fortunately, after wandering for a few times, it flew out crookedly along a road.
