Lin Mo lost interest in continuing shopping and planned to go home directly.
But not far away, I heard a series of dense footsteps.
A group of Zhou Shengjun sergeants, wearing armor and carrying swords, trotted out of the street.
Then came the sound of crying and roaring.
The originally neat team suddenly became chaotic. People behind them scrambled to push forward, followed by the sound of gongs and drums.
Bang!
Suddenly there was a loud bang.
There were flames soaring into the sky in the distance, and then two flaming figures emerged from the distance, screaming strangely and plunging into the crowd, causing ordinary people to cry and run around, causing great difficulty for Zhou Shengjun to maintain order.
Is this self-immolation?
It was the first time that Lin Mo witnessed such a tragic act with his own eyes. Seeing the burning man covered in fire oil, with a ferocious expression, swaying crazily and rushing towards the crowd, even he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
What on earth could make a person endure pain like this, fearless of death, and choose to end his life in such a cruel way?
Universalism.
He thought three words secretly in his mind.
Seeing the instigated people in the chaotic crowd start to slaughter their companions crazily, sergeant Zhou Shengjun was already prepared and gathered more and more people. In the end, the riot was suppressed and the two firemen were burned to coke. I felt mixed emotions in my heart.
And just when he was about to leave, he suddenly saw a familiar face among the fleeing Universalists.
He was about to leave for a moment, then thought about it, turned around and chased after him.
Now is the time of chaos and crowds of people. Everyone is frantically trying to squeeze into South Street. Even though they know that the riot has been quelled long ago, they still dare not stop and squeeze in as hard as they can.
Relying on his strength, Lin Mo rushed out quickly while trying not to hurt the people around him. After squeezing out of the crowd, Lin Mo suddenly accelerated.
In ordinary people's eyes, they only see a black shadow flashing before disappearing.
…………
At this time, there was an elegantly decorated house on West Street.
There are several calligraphy paintings of flying dragons and phoenixes mounted on the walls of the hall, and in the middle hangs a picture of Eight Horses by famous artists.
Apparently they belong to a scholarly family.
Of course, that was a few days ago.
At this time, there were several strong men in white clothes sitting in the hall.
Each of them was strong and strong, with bulging muscles, and an evil look on their faces. A lot of blood could be seen at a glance.
In addition to the few strong men sitting there, there were nearly ten civilians standing in the hall, all breathing heavily and timidly standing there for training.
outside the door.
Lin Mo moved his body little by little, leaving only a crack to look at the situation in the house, and at the same time, he gently placed the strong man in his hand behind him.
The hand holding his neck relaxed slightly. Looking at the strong man with a flushed face and a frightened expression, he put his index finger to his lips to signal him to be silent.
The strong man was obviously very knowledgeable and nodded desperately.
With an expressionless expression, Lin Mo's hand suddenly became strong, and with a slight click, his head tilted and he died on the spot.
Place it slowly on the ground and hide it behind the potted plant at the door, while listening to the sounds in the house.
"...We did a good job this time. A dozen people died. I heard that two Zhou Shengjun also died? It was a good job, but in the future we can focus on the people. Killing some big soldiers is of little use!"
"...Today at noon, you two will continue to lead people. This time, you will find three firemen and set them on fire in the market to cause as much chaos as possible..."
"...And next time, don't run straight to the stronghold after finishing the matter. Remember to take a few more detours, especially you. If I hadn't sent someone to pick you up, you might have been exposed here!" Then you can go directly to Da Pu Du Tian to apologize!"
Then there was a series of noises.
Then Lin Mo saw the strong man who was sitting take out a big bag, and kept taking out meat sticks, steamed buns and other food from it, and distributed them to the people standing, while saying:
"When we go back later, we can find more friends and relatives. The Great Purdue Heaven is kind and equal. When we come, we become a family. The more brothers and sisters we have, the greater our strength will be and the happier our lives will be... "
Then came some nutritious brainwashing words.
Lin Mo continued to listen for a while and found that there was no useful information, so he stood up and walked into the room.
The strong man at the head was still slowly brainwashing, gesticulating with his hands from time to time, and speaking with saliva flying. At this time, his vision dimmed, he suddenly raised his head, his face suddenly changed, and he stood up suddenly.
At this time, the others also reacted and turned around together. Nearly ten pairs of eyes were looking at Lin Mo, and one pair suddenly became panicked.
"Master Hu? We haven't seen each other for so many years, and you didn't even say hello. Are you meeting your brother?"
Looking at Lin Mo's tall figure, the strong man at the head narrowed his pupils, tried to keep calm, suddenly smiled, and laughed.
As he spoke, the little finger under his sleeve slightly hooked, and then he made a fist.
Everyone exchanged glances, nodded secretly, and prepared to touch the weapons beside them.
At this moment, Lin Mo suddenly moved, and like a tiger coming out of its cage, it rushed directly towards the crowd.
"kill!"
Seeing this, the strong man's eyes were about to burst, and he didn't say anything. He just roared and struck Lin Mo directly with the machete beside him.
The sound of the knife was fierce, and it made a whirring sound under the great force. He did not care at all that it would hurt his companions, and smiled ferociously, with murderous intent in his eyes.
Bang!
Lin Mo's face was expressionless, and he smashed half of the body of the person next to him into pieces with a casual slap.
With nearly 100,000 kilograms of power, it is no exaggeration to say that it is as easy as killing a chicken to deal with a group of people who are not yet proficient in martial arts.
If you touch it, you will die; if you touch it, you will be disabled.
Soon there was no one around. At this moment, he looked at the oncoming knife and did not dodge or avoid it. He stretched out his hand and slapped the knife surface like a watermelon.
There was a click.
The strong man watched helplessly as the hundred-forged steel knife he spent a lot of money to find shattered like porcelain, and then a huge force hit him, causing him to let go quickly.
After coming back to his senses, he faced a kick and his whole body flew backwards. His stomach felt like it exploded. He felt completely empty, and the wind howled in his ears.
He howled miserably and hit the Eight Horses picture on the wall, smashing the table and chairs to pieces.
Taking a step slower, the people who were pulling out their knives suddenly stopped and looked at Lin Mo blankly, as if they couldn't believe it. The next moment, their eyes flashed.
Three bang bang bangs, and there were a few more depressions on the Eight Horses map.
"One stronghold, two bone refining realms and one blood boiling realm master, it's really not bad."
Seeing that the body of the strong man holding the steel knife at the beginning was still trembling, Lin Mo was slightly shocked.
He had just fought with him. His strength was several thousand kilograms, and his sword skills were even more fierce. He was probably not a weak figure in the blood-boiling realm.
If placed in the Xu family, he would be a majestic green-shirted pharmacist.
"Who are you anyway?"
The strong man first lowered his head and glanced at his stomach, which was exploded by a kick.
The intestines were a mess of blood and flesh, and the ribs were mixed together.
Almost kicked him in two?
With such strength, he must be a master of the Destiny Realm, but it is obvious that such strong people among the three families have been compiled into books, and they have written them down again and again, but there is obviously no such person!
He was extremely unwilling and stared at Lin Mo.
Lin Mo didn't say anything, he just frowned and looked a little irritated at the shoes covered with blood and foam.
He turned his head and looked at the young man standing aside.
"Huzi, do you have clean shoes? I remember our sizes were not much different before."
The young man was stunned.
