The Road to Champion of the King of Spirits

Chapter 130 Meet Tonight
The rogue crocodile bit the scabbard, and the veins on his neck stood out as he wrestled.

As a result, his master, Brother Daxiang, didn't realize it, and the old god was still there, looking very calm.

He even opened his mouth to mock Chen Mu and said, "Ha! Brat, I didn't expect that. We all know about the arrest of that poaching group of the Gray Ghost this morning. Who are you pretending to be here?"

Gray ghost is the nickname of the leader of the poaching group that Chen Mu interrogated.

Chen Mu was a little surprised when he heard the other party's words.

He didn't expect that Wang Daxiong and the others put people into the detention center in the morning, and the gang here had already received the news in the afternoon.

He originally wanted to pretend to be Gray Ghost's subordinate and come to trade.

As a result, this was discovered immediately?
It's just that he was quick to think, and soon thought of a countermeasure.

As the saying goes, life is like a play, and it all depends on acting.

The next moment, Chen Mu kicked the rogue crocodile in the stomach, kicking him to the knees, and rushed to Brother Da Xiang in three or two steps, dragged him over and pressed him on the table in front of him, the blade in his hand stuck directly into the table against his face.

"Yes, my elder brother Gray Ghost and the others went in, and now the brothers are all in the police station, waiting for me to sell the goods and get the money to go up and down to rescue them.

Guess if I don't get the money, all the brothers inside will be sentenced to death, will I come back and kill your whole family with nothing to worry about?you guess? "

Chen Mu inserted the blade straight to the deepest point, the jaw of the sword was almost pressed to the table.

Holding the hilt of his sword, he leaned over and whispered in Brother Da Xiang's ear, his threatening tone was steady and deep, revealing a hysterical madness as if he was on the edge of a cliff.

In fact, Chen Mu knows that those poachers cannot be sentenced to death, and they are not worthy.

If it really would kill someone, it would not have been so smooth to force Ah Jin to recognize the leader.

But his bet is that these gangsters don't know.

Asshole, who doesn't brag on weekdays?Who didn't say a hundred or eighty lives when they were not caught?Before the sentencing, the ghost knows if it's true or not...

Brother Daxiang, who was pressed on the table, was momentarily stunned.

Even gangsters are afraid of dying.

In addition, Chen Mu's sudden success made him unexpected, and he, who was hiding behind the crocodile crocodile, thought for a second that he had slaughtered a fat sheep.

As a result, in the next second, he was pressed against the table like a salted fish.

Where's my rogue crocodile?What about a rogue crocodile my age?Why can't even one person stop it?
He suspects that the rogue crocodile is playing him, but he has no proof...

At this time, the hooligan crocodile kneeling on the ground hugging his stomach was also suffering and could not tell.

I was afraid that the master would not believe me when I said it. At this moment, he really felt that he couldn't beat that human being...

To this, Chen Mu can only say——

Be confident, you can take the feeling out.

Chen Mu raised his head and looked around, and all the gangsters in the room took a step back in unison.

It's like using the "ghost face" skill, the effect is outstanding!

Then he continued to lower his head and look at Brother Daxiang.

"My pair of eyeballs, can you pay 30 yuan?"

"No... you can't, I can't do this, I'm serious."

"Then can you contact the Yingying Army? Just like what the Gray Ghost boss did every time, you build a bridge and let the Yingying Army bid. Their bids are usually higher, right?"

"Yes! Yes! They are so high! Brother, don't worry, let's build a bridge! We can do it!"

After the sword blade fell against his face, the little gang leader suddenly became much more talkative, and even his face became kind.

So Chen Mu finally got up and let him go.

"Don't worry, the business is really going to be done, I won't lose you any amount of referral fees.

But if I can't get the money before the trial, and the brothers who go in are all shot, then I must also bring some people down to accompany them!I do what I say! "

Brother Daxiang nodded hurriedly.

"Okay, okay! No problem! Your brothers will definitely not be sentenced to death, don't worry brother, calm down! Calm down!"

Poor brother Daxiang has been on the road for so many years, and this is the first time he has been so careful to coax people.

"Then when can I make an online transaction with the Seam Shadow Army?"

"Tonight! Just tonight!"

"No frame for me?"

"Of course! Our Gang Li originally asked them to meet and discuss business tonight, and you happened to bring this batch of goods over to trade together. Small things, all small things!"

"Okay, then I'll come and see you tonight."

After agreeing on a time to meet in the evening, Chen Mu left satisfied.

Sure enough, this way of communication is more suitable for him.

Isn't it?Efficiency immediately went up.

……

At the same time, Mo Yan, who couldn't find anyone to practice sparring on the street, had to go home alone.

When I got home, there was another group of people having a meeting.

The father spoke boldly on the table, talking about how to expand the territory in the future, and then collect the protection fees from those households, while the mother carefully served the food and water, humble like a maid.

This scene made Mo Yan feel unspeakably irritated.

But he couldn't get away and couldn't escape.

Because this is his own home...

His bald and flower-armed bastard father is the current boss of Yanan Gang.

Seeing that he wanted to sneak up the stairs as soon as he came back, the man shouted loudly: "Mo Yan, where have you been today? Made! I told you to follow your second uncle to practice, but you didn't listen to it. What's the use of studying your old-fashioned elf competition every day?! Who told you so many rules and tactics when killing people on the street?! What's the use of shit like shit?!"

He has heard such words since he was a child, and he is obviously almost numb.

That's right, even a child in the slums would let Pikachu foul and run away if he knew he couldn't beat him. It might indeed be a naive and stupid delusion to practice regular competition in this kind of place.

But maybe it was because today he finally found an opponent who was willing to follow the rules to fight against him, which made Mo Yan strengthen his dream once again after a long absence.

He rarely refuted his father.

"That thing is useful, that thing... elf competition, if I can play professionally, I can also make money."

The adults at the dinner table roared with laughter.

The second uncle who was arranged by his father to teach him how to fight sneered and threw a pistol on the table, and then threw out a can of the kind of small pills that everyone in the hypnosis hall takes.

"Can you make money? Do you earn a lot with these?"

Mo Yan clenched his fists and said nothing.

He didn't want that, he knew those things were hurting people.

A lot of people in the hypnotism center in the slums have been intoxicated since then because they took that kind of pill. They spend every day in a dark room filled with the scent of hypnotic powder, and finally become neither human nor ghost.

There is nothing in this world that can really help people escape reality.

If there is, it will only make people pay a greater price...

Mo Yan didn't want to spend his whole life beheading people, collecting protection fees, and selling medicine to cheat people in the narrow and dark alleys. He wanted to take the crow head to a brighter and more spacious stage to win applause instead of scolding.

It's a pity that his father and elders don't think so.

They just think he's cowardly.

Father looked at his stubborn face and patted the table angrily.

"Peddling horse, sometimes I really wonder if you are my species! The crow boss raised you very well, but he didn't even dare to go out to collect protection money, paralyzed, what a waste!"

Mo Yan still stood there without saying a word.

"Okay, don't be an eyesore here, go upstairs to tidy up, and come out with me at night!"

"Where are you going?" Mo Yan finally asked.

"To discuss a business, you come too!

Learn from me, labor and capital will be such a big help in the future, if you don't leave it to you, will you leave it to outsiders? "

He always thought that he left his son the most beautiful inheritance, but he never remembered to ask his son if he wanted it...

(End of this chapter)