Chapter 397: Demon King

Yang Mo's footsteps did not stop: "I have slashed countless people with a thousand knives, but don't worry, I won't cut you with a thousand knives today, because you don't sin like this." ”

Assault requires a reason, murder also requires a reason, and a thousand knives cut off a person requires a greater reason.

Yang Mo kills people, they are all people who must be killed. He thinks that the damned people will not let go.

"Speak wildly, you can survive. Shi Bao snorted angrily.

The three hundred strong people under his disciples, all of whom are powerful in the world, are all people who are about to take that step at the first step, and several of them have already taken that step and are sitting on one side.

This is not Shi Bao's territory alone, but the home of all of them. The casino is not Shi Bao's playground alone, but everyone's back garden.

Yang Mo also dared to be presumptuous on his turf.

Shi Bao didn't want to start a war with Yang Mo, he just weighed the pros and cons, not really feared.

Click!

The footsteps were deafening. Dozens of strong people came out secretly, with the same footsteps and overwhelming momentum.

There is majestic power hidden in everyone's body.

These people are the private team of the Shi family and the rock that guards the Shi family. Their strength is incomparable to those previous bodyguards.

It is precisely because of their existence that all parties bow down.

"Mr. Yang, please return to your seat and wait quietly for the feast to begin. If you have to do something, then we're sorry, but we'll have to grab you back and tie you up in a chair. ”

A man spoke slowly, his eyes indifferent, as if everything around them was an ant in their eyes.

"Do it, you only have one chance to make a move. Remember, only this once. Yang Mo looked at the python and said, "Don't worry, I will save you back." ”

The python blinked its eyes, and a tear slipped from it.

"The arrogant must pay the price. ”

All the thugs walked in unison, landing silently, and with the naked eye, only some afterimages could be seen.

"Too slow, too slow, the Taiping World makes you strong people like ordinary people!"

Yang Mo slashed out a sword at the air.

The head of the first person was cut in half, and the fracture was neatly and neatly, like the work of art of a master carver.

Everyone paused in unison, this person was the strongest part among them. It's just a matter of time to take that step. Just give him a few more months, and he doesn't need to do anything, it's natural.

How can everyone not be shocked that such a powerful person died so silently that there was not even a sound coming out?

In this stunned kung fu, three or two more people died tragically. It's all a one-shot death, no matter how strong the weapons in their hands are, no matter how many times their flesh and blood have been polished, they still can't stop it.

"Be careful, this sword in his hand is powerful, don't fight head-on. ”

Shi Bao was not angry but happy, and his eyes stared directly at the blood blade in Yang Mo's hand.

His eyes are not blind, and he can see the strength of this sword, and the blood light comes from the inside of the sword body, and only after a thousand tempers can he hide the fierce light in the sword body.

There is no more powerful weapon in his hands than this.

This sword, he's going to decide!

Everyone retreated, changed their formation, and wanted to consume Yang Mo alive.

There are many of them, and they are not in a hurry for this time.

A few strong men, still carrying the python, went towards the stove. Fights and barbecues can be done at the same time, without delay.

"This big snake is so perfect, this will definitely be the best piece in my hands. ”

A thug turned into a head chef, looking at the python with a smile, calculating what kind of method to use to make this delicacy bloom with unprecedented fragrance.

"Put the snake on the flame, all the spices ready, and obey my commands. Also, prepare a large bucket of mountain spring water. ”

When the knife enters the water, the chef has to show off his superb knife skills. But before the python was put into the furnace, and he hadn't moved the knife yet, a bloody breath came to his face, suffocating.

"Charcoal-roasting living people is not impossible to consider. ”

In my ears, the voice of the devil was heard.

He turned his head to look. Yang Mo stood beside him, less than a meter away.

In his hands, the beads of blood on the bloody blade were scattering joy.

"How is it possible? This bunch of waste, how can you not stop him? How can you let yourself resist it alone?"

He was about to scold, but all he saw was a corpse, shining red in the sun.

Dead, thirty-seven thugs, without exception, all dead.

"Is this man a devil? Even if everyone stretches their necks and waits for him to cut them, it is impossible to kill everyone in a minute, right?

Farther away, the bigwigs and their juniors were already stunned.

"You, you..."

"Don't be too afraid, I didn't want to kill you. The thug has the thug's way of dying, and the chef has the chef's way of dying, and that's right. ”

Boom!

The head chef fell into the charcoal fire and let out a terrible scream.

The waiters, cooks, and strong men carrying pythons all scattered and fled. Yang Mo grabbed the python that was still in mid-air with his bare hands.

"I've wronged you. Yang Mo patted the python's head.

The python spit out the snake letter, wanted to lick Yang Mo's face, wanted to say goodbye to Yang Mo, and finally took it back.

He had been badly wounded, and there was no chance of survival. It's just that he didn't expect that Yang Mo would kill for it.

Human beings call it a beast, why don't they think so? In Yang Mo's side, it is just to get more benefits, and this person is more generous.

But Yang Mo made it understand how ugly and disgusting he was.

"You're not going to die. ”

Yang Mo dragged the python and walked towards the pool step by step.

Some screamed and left, and many more stood still. Their feet were numb and they couldn't move.

"Yang Mo, contemptible people, how powerful you are!"

With a loud roar, Shi Bao rushed towards Yang Mo. So many brothers died, and it was like blood in its heart. It watched, but it didn't have time to stop it.

He is angry, he is unwilling, he is also a generation of strong people, and his eyes are still all beings bowing down.

"Noise!"

With a wave of his hand, Shi Baolai went as fast as he went, smashing the ground into a human-shaped pit.

He struggled to his feet, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell down again.

Yang Mo threw the python into the pool and washed its body with spring water.

Then go to the grass next to you and pick dozens of herbs.

It is full of treasures, showing wealth and nobility. The grass in the meadow is not ordinary grass, but medicinal herbs and precious flowers, which is convenient for Yang Mo.

"Bear with me, I'll pull the steel pipe out of your body. ”

Yang Mo was full of strength and did it in one go.

The steel pipe flew out of the python's body, streaked through the air, and inserted itself into the head chef, who had just risen from the charcoal fire.

Zrazla, the head chef was roasted with oil all over his body...