(Girls' Literature) These 20 or so outlaws heard that each finger can get more than 100,000 yuan, one by one as if they were beaten with chicken blood, stimulated by money, more than 20 big men took out the machete hidden behind them, and rushed to Chen Mo excitedly, in their eyes, the current Chen Mo is a walking vault, a living RMB.

"I didn't expect my life to be so valuable, Young Master Lin is really willing to sacrifice his blood, you just said that you wouldn't let me leave alive, right?" Chen Mo didn't panic when he saw the more than twenty machetes that had been killed, he still stood in place, looked at Lin Xiao with a light smile, and said, "I don't plan to let you leave alive with these people you brought today!"

"Don't be afraid to flash your tongue when you say big things. Lin Xiao saw that everyone rushed up, ignored Chen Mo anymore, turned around and returned to the car parked not far away, slowly poured himself a glass of red wine, turned on the music, and waited for news.

At this moment, the fastest man had already rushed to Chen Mo, he was very excited to slash at Chen Mo's neck, seeing that Chen Mo was like a fool and did not dodge, thinking that this knife would be 500,000 yuan, he was so happy that he didn't want it.

"Khooth!"

However, after this knife slashed at Chen Mo's neck, it was not the neck movement he imagined, blood gushed, as soon as the blade touched Chen Mo's neck, it made a crisp sound, and then a brute force shook from the blade to his tiger's mouth, shaking his entire hand numb.

The machete in his hand rolled up, and then he looked at Chen Mo as if he was nothing.

"You, how could it be, no, it's okay......" The man was deeply shocked by this unbelievable scene, and his speech was a little slurred.

Chen Mo grabbed the blade that was still hanging on his neck with his backhand, broke it hard, breaking the blade in half, and said with a smile: "You don't need to know this question, because you are going to die soon!"

Chen Mo thrust the half of the blade in his hand into the strong man's neck, the strong man's eyes widened, grabbed his neck, and lay straight back, blood kept coming out from the breach in his neck, not enough for him to seem to be dead, his lips opened slightly, as if he wanted to speak, but he couldn't speak, he could only squeeze out a few oozing monosyllables from the throat that had been cut......

"Vomit ......"

This is Chen Mo's first murder in the traditional sense, this bloody scene made him a little unbearable, his stomach turned over for a while, and he couldn't help but vomit, although Yang Qilang told him that the first time he killed someone would be very uncomfortable, and he had to be mentally prepared, but his personal experience still made people want to vomit.

"Ping-pong, jingle-!!"

When he vomited, seven or eight machetes fell on him at the same time, fortunately, he would not be injured by these mortal weapons now, otherwise he would not be able to get up again if he didn't die.

"Niang Xipi, you are looking for death!"

Chen Mo roared angrily, forcibly driving away the discomfort of killing for the first time, he was ready to die endlessly, and he also knew that he would kill people today, and being cut so many knives by someone, although it didn't hurt, it also made him very unhappy.

"Why can't you cut it?" they wondered at the same time.

Since it was already dark, they didn't see the scene where the first person slashed at Chen Mo's neck, so they didn't realize that something was wrong until now.

"Nima, my brother's clothes were only bought at the beginning of school, more than two hundred yuan! I can't forgive you for being cut like this!" Chen Mo saw that his clothes were cut into strips of cloth, and he was angry, he directly grabbed the blade and grabbed a machete, anyway, he was invincible if he was invulnerable, so he didn't use any moves, he waved the machete indiscriminately in the crowd, and slashed indiscriminately!

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Huh!" the arteries on one person's body were swept, and blood gushed incessantly!

Simpler, easier way to cut people!

Random punching can not only kill the master, but also kill the disciple with a random knife!

Chen Mo stood in the center covered in blood, there were twenty-seven corpses lying under him, the only remaining big man was frightened stupid, he fell to the ground with weak legs, and said in a trembling voice: "Are you a human or a ghost, how can you be a knife and gun, no, don't get into the ......"

"Hehe, I'm human, as for why I'm invulnerable......"

Chen Mo walked up to him and smiled evilly: "Because my cultivation is a golden bell jar, an iron cloth shirt!"

After speaking, he stabbed the blood-stained machete in his hand into the man's chest, piercing his heart, so that the twenty-eight strong men with machetes all died in Chen Mo's hands.

Chen Mo put his hand in front of his eyes, spread out his palm, and watched the blood attached to it dripping down little by little, and his heart was surprisingly calm.

"The power of merit?!" Yang Qilang, who had been watching the battle from the side, exclaimed!

"What?" Chen Mo wondered.

"Just look around. Yang Qilang said.

I saw twenty-eight white breaths of different sizes emerging from the twenty-eight people who died, and they all flew towards Chen Mo, and the identity mark on Chen Mo's eyebrows automatically appeared, and the twenty-eight breaths merged into a pure breath, which poured into Chen Mo's mind through the identity mark.

With the entry of these breaths, Chen Mo's body trembled, and a different kind of pleasure appeared around him, he felt that he was about to go to heaven, this kind of taste made it comfortable to do a massage or a big sword, making people flutter.

He gently closed his eyes, took a breath, and then slowly exhaled it, felt the changes in his body, and said softly: "Is this the merit value?

Chen Mo looked around at the corpses on the ground, and sighed: "It seems that you are also innocent of death, and I not only did not bear the debt of sin when I killed you, but I unexpectedly gained so many merits." Hey, I don't know how many sins you have done in your lifetime, your ghost life is probably sad, after going to the underworld, slowly atone for your sins, and ask for more blessings!"

There was a fluctuation in the space, and Yang Qilang quickly flashed when he saw that the situation was not good!

"Didi!" the bus from the underworld drove up the embankment.

As soon as the ghost arrived, these twenty-eight new ghosts crawled out of their respective corpses, as the saying goes, enemies are very red when they meet, after they turn into ghosts, they are ready to come to Chen Mo for revenge, but they are not good enough, they can't touch Chen Mo's body at all.

"Bold new ghost! This soul envoy still dares to make a bad mistake here, and all of them will be put on the bus for this seat! If you delay the hour, labor and management will kill you!" the bus driver, that is, the ghost, poked his head out and shouted.

"My lord, we were unjustly killed! This man killed us! We were wronged!" they cried.

"Heh, you have been wronged, you know the sins you have created yourself, when you are alive, I am not afraid of you, and when you die and become a ghost, I am even less afraid of you!" Chen Mo sneered.

"Can you see us?" one of the new ghosts wondered, "You can see ghosts?"

"Nonsense, hurry up and enjoy your ghost life, it looks like you all have to go to hell, enjoy it!" Chen Mo said.

"Yo, little brother, what are you messing with?" The soul envoy in the car was also a little surprised when he saw that Chen Mo could see the ghost, and greeted with a smile.

Chen Mo glanced at him and chuckled, "I am a yin and yang agent. ”

As he spoke, the identity mark in the center of his eyebrows flashed, and he looked quite a bit of a superior demeanor.

"Yin and Yang Agent, it turns out that Your Excellency is the newly appointed Yin and Yang Agent who has been rumored in the underworld, and you have been looking up for a long time!" said the Soul Detention Envoy respectfully.

"Fortunately, I will be honored!" Chen Mo replied.

"Big brother, what is the Yin Yang agent?" a new ghost asked.

"I don't know, but it must be awesome, don't you see this ghost so polite?" said the other new ghost.

Although these new ghosts were all confused, seeing that even the soul envoys from the underworld were so polite to Chen Mo, they also understood that Chen Mo's identity was definitely not simple.

These twenty-eight ghosts all unanimously cast sympathetic eyes on the eldest son of the Lin family who was still waiting for news in the sports car, and went against someone like Chen Mo who even had to respect ghosts, do you still need to think about the result?

"Alright, stop the ink, get in the car!" the Soul Envoy urged.

Twenty-eight new ghosts accept that they are dead and line up to get on the bus.

"My lord, I'll go first!" The Soul Arrest Envoy's attitude towards Chen Mo was very kind, and there were some obvious flattering meanings.

"Well, you're busy!" Chen Mo waved at him.

"Toot toot!" the bus from the underworld drove back.

"Next, it's time to settle the score. ”

Chen Mo was covered in blood, and smiled evilly, if someone saw his current appearance, he would definitely be half frightened to death, and the whole person looked as if he had crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Lin Xiao has been in the sports car all the time, and he hasn't left, it's too dark, and he doesn't know the situation outside, but twenty-eight professional swordsmen, and they can't kill a college student?

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