Lord of Civilizations

Chapter 107 I, Rob Now! (twenty three)

Lu Yiming opened his mouth, unable to say anything he had just thought up.

But he is an old Jianghu after all, and he thought of a new rhetoric in a blink of an eye.

"The head of the family sent Lu Yiming in Hengshan! I'm really sorry, our young master just came out of the rivers and lakes, and he doesn't know the rules of the rivers and lakes. How offending, Wan Wang Haihan!"

"Hengshan faction?"

The complexion of the bearded man changed, and his original intention to do it directly changed instantly.

Hengshan School, one of the Five Sacred Sword Schools!

Although the Five Sacred Sword Sects have their own grievances, these are usually not known to ordinary people in the Jianghu.

In the eyes of the vast majority of people in Jianghu, the Five Sacred Sword Sect is one.

But the integrated Five Sacred Sword Sect is comparable to Shaolin Wudang and Sun Moon God Sect!
In the Southern Wulin, he is the real overlord!
If Lu Yiming really belonged to the Hengshan School, then his previous plan would be difficult to carry out.

"However, even if it's from the Hengshan School, you still need to explain to me what happened today!"

The bearded and strong man took a hard look at Mo Wen, who looked like a rich man.

People in the Jianghu only look at the same face!
His face was lost today, so he must have an explanation!
It's the same even if the opponent is Hengshan faction!
"It turned out that it was Hero Lu in person. Since that's the case, I can give Hero Lu a face. I won't pursue this young master's fault, but I don't know... what can Hero Lu say?"

The bearded man chewed hard on the word 'this young master', and the meaning was self-explanatory.

"This is natural..."

Lu Yiming spoke hastily.

What he was most worried about was that the bearded man didn't want to negotiate. Now that the bearded man put on a negotiating face, he naturally wanted it.

However, before Lu Yiming could finish speaking, Mo Wen stood up.

"It's what you said about the son of a bitch? What else do you want to explain?"

Mo Wen looked at the weak and strong man in front of him, with disgust on his face.

Such a weak person dares to come out and imitate other people's robbing?

It's like losing face to the robbers!

The bearded man's face darkened.

"Hero Lu!"

He said something in a deep voice.

Lu Yiming clasped his fists to accuse him, and quickly whispered to Mo Wen.

"Mr. Mo, Wanwang puts the overall situation first!"

This was a rare serious sentence that Lu Yiming said.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, he indirectly wanted him to stop playing his temper.

Zhu Xiaoyun couldn't help but whispered to the side.

"Even if you're not doing it for yourself, you should think about Xiao Bei, right? Swords and swords are like swords, what if Xiao Bei gets hurt?"

His hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

Facing the seven or eight gleaming swords and the robbers with a strong bloody aura, although he was stronger than most of the robbers, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

After all, he has never experienced a real battle, and his psychological quality is far from Lu Yiming's level.

To be honest, for a moment, Zhu Xiaojun still admired Mo Wen for being able to stand up in front of so many vicious robbers, and even scolded him loudly!

This kind of courage, even if he is just an ordinary person, is enough to be admired!

But this kind of admiration soon disappeared under Mo Wen's continuous "nonsense and obsession"!

Now Zhu Xiaojun is only worried that Mo Wen will anger the bearded man!
Mo Wen rolled his eyes.

Compared with other horizontal martial arts practitioners, he is indeed a master of horizontal training without any deterrent power at all!
Even his own people don't believe him!

Forget it...

My lord has a lot, forgive you!

Mo Wen muttered something in his heart.

Then he stepped out and stood in front of everyone.

"If you want to explain, I will give you an explanation!"

"Oh? Can you give me an explanation?"

The face of the bearded man was getting darker and darker. If he hadn't cared about the name of the Hengshan School, he would have chopped him down!

A bitch!I don't know how to live or die!
Clang!

The long knife in Mo Wen's hand came out of its sheath and pointed at the bandits.

"I, rob now!"

The gangsters were stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"What is this little boy talking about? He wants to rob?"

"I laughed so hard! I've never heard of anyone who dared to rob in front of us!"

"Isn't this pretty boy stupid?"

"That's right! I'm scared to see him..."

Bang!
A figure landed heavily!

All sounds disappeared instantly.

"Now, robbery!"

Mo Wen held the knife and stepped on the bearded man's back.

"Is there a problem?"

There was silence all around, and several gangsters quietly swallowed their saliva.

Zhu Xiaojun opened his mouth slightly, with an expression of disbelief.

This powerless...

How can it be!

Lu Yiming's pupils suddenly shrank.

fast!
too fast!
In the presence, he was probably the only one who had a slight reaction to Mo Wen's actions.

But his eyes could barely keep up with Mo Wen's movements, and even if he was asked to take the move that Mo Wen just made, he couldn't take it either!

First-class peak master!
This Mr. Mo turned out to be a first-class peak expert who hides his secrets!
Even though he had vaguely noticed that Mr. Mo was not simple before, Lu Yiming never thought that Mo Wen was actually a top-notch master!
In the entire Southern Martial Arts, first-class peak masters are all at the top!
Except for a few innate masters, the first-class peak masters are the strongest!

Even among the Five Sacred Sword Sects of Megatron South Wulin, only three of them are top-notch masters on the surface!
Zuo Lengchan, head of the Songshan School!

The head of Taishan School, Tianmen Taoist priest!
Mr. Mo Da, the leader of the Hengshan Sect!
In other words, Mo Wen is comparable to the head of their Hengshan School!
This...is too unbelievable!

"This Mr. Mo, looks like he is about 25 years old?"

Lu Yiming pursed his lips, suddenly feeling like he had been practicing for nothing for more than 30 years.

Among those present, probably only Mo Xiaobei was not surprised at this moment.

joke!

Even the God of Thieves was defeated by my brother Mo, what is a small robber?
"Brother Mo is amazing!"

Mo Xiaobei waved excitedly from the side.

Mo Wen waved his hand, indicating that this is just a trivial matter.

at this time.

A robber felt that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, turned his horse's head, and was about to escape immediately.

After taking action from Mo Wen, he never thought of fighting against Mo Wen, the strength gap is too big!

Even if they went up, they were just killed by people chopping melons and vegetables!

All he wants to do now is escape!

It's a pity that his plan was interrupted by Mo Wen before it even started.

After the knife light.

"what!"

He clutched his arms and screamed.

The hand that used to hold the knife, together with the knife, has now left his body.

"If anyone runs away again, I will kill him directly!"

Mo Wen glanced around indifferently.

All the robbers who came into contact with Mo Wen's eyes all lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at him.

"Dismount all of them! Me, rob now!"

In the entire area, there was only one voice left.

Robbery!

(End of this chapter)