"Boss, does your face hurt?"

Shen Mo looked at Olaf and the others who were gathered around, and his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and his face hit a little fast, which caught him off guard.

But silence can't admit in front of Nannan, he has to do something, or say something.

"Nannan, you don't understand, there will always be some stupid characters under every leader, and their presence will lower the style of the leaders, but they are indispensable roles."

Nannan pouted, disapproving, "Then you should tell me, what is the use of them?" Trouble for your boss? ”

"No, they're just here to test my depth."

"Huh? Isn't that something you do regularly? ”

“····”

Just when Shen Mo and Nannan were having a relationship, Olaf and the others had already surrounded Shen Mo, and the tattooed man led by Olaf provoked with a murderous face, "Boy, I heard that you defeated Serena?" ”

"Please help me mix a flaming red lip just now, your bartending skills are quite good."

Silent didn't respond to Olaf, but smiled at the bartender lady at the bar, took out a ten-dollar bill from his coat pocket, pressed it as a tip, and pressed it under the empty wine glass that he had drunk before, and slowly pushed it over.

"It's in the interest of you."

Although Miss Bartender knew what Shen Mo was facing, how could she not get along with the dollars sent to her? She answered the silence as she gathered away the ten dollars and empty glasses, expertly pulled the bartender from behind the bar, and began to remake the flaming red lips for the silence.

"Damn bastard, didn't you hear me?"

Facing the silent ignorance, Olaf's irascible personality obviously couldn't stand it, and he pulled his voice and took another step forward, his muscles bulging thickly, and the veins of the muscles bulging like earthworms coiled under the skin.

"You have time for a drink, serve it together, or come one by one."

Silently turning the swivel chair under his buttocks, he glanced contemptuously at Olaf and the others.

"What did you say?!" Olaf was a little surprised, as if he didn't believe his ears, what had he just heard? This person actually took the initiative to ask for a lesson, and also asked for a group beating.

Hey, in Hellfire, no one dared to provoke him except Sean Fransk.

You're finished!

Click! Olaf's fists clenched, making a crunching sound of bones, and his muscles instantly became congested and swollen, better than Mr. Bodybuilder who had been immersed in the gym for many years, and at the same time looked more brutal and furious.

"I can shove your head in your ass without them having to do anything."

Shrugged silently, "That's a good piece of advice, I've never really done it in my life." Since you brought it up, I should satisfy you anyway, shouldn't I? ”

Olaf sneered, staring at Shen Mo like a fool, "For a moment, you won't be able to say anything like that, because you can only scream like a piglet." ”

Rumble! Olaf erupted, a huge punch like a punching bag slammed into Shen Mo's head, and just when everyone thought that Shen Mo would doubt his life under this punch, a strange scene happened.

I saw Shen Mo slowly raise his hand lightly, and with a sense of rhythm that was slow and fast, he stopped Olaf's iron fist and clasped the latter's fist with his five fingers.

"Huh? What the? ”

"He actually caught Olaf's fist? With his small size, could it be that he, like the mad bull Olaf, is a power-type ability? ”

"Impossible! Even if he is also a power-type ability, the strength of Raging Bull Olaf is one of the best, how could he be blocked so easily. ”

Also shocked is Olaf himself, compared to the onlooker's feelings, his feelings are clearer, under his perception, his fist seems to be welded by a 10,000-pound hydraulic pump, no matter how he struggles, he can't get rid of the other party's restraints, what makes Olaf's back even more chilling is that the other party has been putting on a light and breezy appearance, not even a trace of hot sweat left...

He hasn't done his best! He's still strong!

Olaf was surprised and didn't dare to underestimate the silence anymore, only to see him take a deep breath, and there was a thunderous sound in his body, countless bones snapped, muscles swelled, and the speed of blood flowing in the blood vessels increased sharply, making his skin look extremely red.

"Crazy! Olaf has gone berserk! He's going to get serious, everyone disperse! ”

I don't know who shouted in the crowd, and everyone dispersed backwards, and it was not difficult to guess from their faces and actions how manic and powerful the power of Olaf the mad Bull was.

"Boy, you're finished! I'm going to take your..."

Olaf hadn't finished his words, he only felt a bright light flickering in front of him, and the milky white halo instantly enveloped him, and a calm and peaceful emotion couldn't help but rise from the bottom of his heart, Olaf, who had just entered a state of madness, could clearly perceive his strength with the baptism of the milky white halo like the bursting of the Khufu Dam, and even his brain became extraordinarily calm and rational, or a little smarter.

"Huh? What did you do to my body? ”

Shen Mo, who had just finished exerting the power of purification, smiled silently, and as soon as the palm of the hand clenching Olaf's fist loosened, the power of the nine bulls and two tigers exploded instantly, hitting the opponent's head with an unstoppable sharp aura, and the next moment, a terrible scream sounded in the hellfire bar, and everyone's back spine was cold, and the back door exploded, and they couldn't bear to look directly.

For the first time in his life, Olaf experienced pain and happiness that ordinary people would never experience.

He screamed miserably, like the screams of a pig mole when it was bled by a knife, and he struggled to get rid of this pain and fear, but found that the more he struggled, the more intense the pain that pierced his large intestines, until he could no longer bear this pain, and finally fainted to death...

Everyone stepped back timidly, no one dared to approach the slightest silence, the door of the front car, vividly, the division of the back car, who dared to take the lead?

The silent eyes scanned the crowd again, and whispered, "Who else?" ”

Everyone was swept by the silent eyes, and they couldn't help but tremble, and they didn't dare to respond, the fiasco of the mad bull Olaf had already made them see the power of silence, so they didn't dare to make another attempt.

The bartender lady behind the bar counter was also stunned for a moment, and finally completed the last process, and the new flaming red lips were slowly handed to Shen Mo.

"Sir, your flaming red lips!"

"No, it's your flaming red lips!"

Shen Mo pushed the wine glass to Miss Bartender, showing a Yida-style smile, he was not teasing Miss Bartender, but he had noticed that there was an extra person on the dance floor of the bar, obviously there was no time, let him continue to sit here and taste the wine.

"Mr. Shen, I'm Streamer. Mr. Sean, please meet for a moment. ”

The self-proclaimed white man who is a streamer is the person who appears out of thin air as Shen Mo perceives, he is dressed in white, but he wears a bright red round mouth tie, and his gentle temperament is out of place in this bar, and it can be seen that he is from high society and has a very deep cultural heritage.

As for his personal character, he couldn't see it for a while.

"What about Serena?"

Silence got up from the swivel chair, but his mind sensed but did not notice Serena's figure.

"Where she is, don't worry about Mr. Shen, Mr. Sean is free to decide."

was silent and silent, as if he had a sense in his heart, and motioned for the other party to lead the way, and then said nothing more.

Led by the streamer, Shen Mo passed through several secret doors, and finally came to an underground dark room, which was more spacious and luxurious than imagined, at the end of the eighteenth century, because of the prohibition of alcohol, many bars were secretly selling alcohol, this is obviously a speakeasy built at that time, in its heyday, enough for a hundred people to party in it.

Now, it has been transformed into a very modern style, with minimalist and low-key décor, but it looks generous and decent.

Silent glanced at it, and at a glance he saw the huge round table in the center of the room, which couldn't help but make him ring King Arthur's Knights of the Round Table and the Round Table.

Sitting at the top at the moment was a thin young man who looked ordinary and couldn't be found in the crowd.

Around him was a round table, and eleven Hellfire Elders sat in turn, and with the streamer sat down, the leader, the flame, the sonic wave, the storm, the shark, the emperor, the viper, the swordsman, the sage, the zombie, and the guardian were all here.

What about Serena? Silently searched around, but still did not find Serena's location.

Shen Mo once again fell on the thin young man in the first place, and the other party's gaze never moved away from Shen Mo's body from the moment Shen Mo came here.

"Is Mr. Shen looking for her?"

The old man, wrapped in a white robe, slowly stood up, he raised his arms slightly, and a circular passage one meter wide appeared, and the figure of Serena appeared like a mirror and a moon, she was like a sleeping beauty in an ancient castle, quietly waiting for her prince.

Shen was silently speechless, and there was no change in expression on her face, it was not difficult to guess that Serena was imprisoned somewhere by the white-robed old man using his ability, but at the moment, Serena would not be in any danger, if Hellfire wanted to kill her, she would have died a long time ago.

Now it seems that Hellfire wants to take a look at the relationship between Silence and Serena.

"Don't you hellfires spare your own people?"

Silently mocked, looking directly into the eyes of the first thin young man, the corners of the latter's mouth raised, slowly raised his hand, and motioned for the white-robed old man to sit down.

"Sage, you ought not have shown Serena to our guests, she is now taking responsibility for her wrongs. As a member of Hellfire, everyone should take responsibility for their own mistakes, even me, because I trusted Serena's ability too much and thought that he could complete that task, but I didn't expect Mr. Shen's strength to be really mysterious. ”

The thin boy said, getting up from his position, and the red clothes draped over his body slipped off, revealing his upper body covered with knife marks.

Silent frowned, he didn't expect that there were so many scars on the thin boy's body, and every scar was an extremely fatal wound, ordinary people appeared one, they all walked out of hell, and there were so many on the thin boy's body...

"Mr. Shen, every scar on my body, except for the knife in my heart, comes from my mother, and the rest comes from myself."

Silence: "····"

The skinny teenager is not only a man with a story, but also a person who is extremely fond of self-harm.

No! A normal person would never be so perverted to self-harm his body, unless... His abilities are related to his self-harm.

As soon as Shen Mo realized this, he saw that the thin young man had already picked up a sharp dagger, and under the gaze of everyone, stabbed it fiercely into his abdomen, and stirred it in it with great skill and cruelty, and blood and organs splattered, staining the round table in front of the young man red.

Shen Mo watched his heart tremble, but the rest was a hellfire elder who was used to it.

I'll go, not rather! Before I can do it, you cut yourself?! This is too shocking!

Just when Shen Mo thought that the thin boy was going to die, a strange scene happened.

I saw a huge tremor in the body of the thin young man, and then countless phantoms overlapped, there were old people, there were prime, there were handsome men, there were beautiful women, there were uncles, there were Lori... Until the last second, the thin boy has turned into a double ponytail Lori in a princess dress.

Silence: "····"

His eyes widened in disbelief, and under the perception of his heart, the Lori in front of him had the same soul as the thin boy before, they were definitely the same person, but now it seems that their performance is really different, and they have directly changed their shapes.

"Huh!" Lori let out a moan, and she continued in a childish voice, "I've paid with my life for my mistakes. Next, it's time for us to have a good chat with this new friend. ”

Silent guessed in his heart that this was the leader's ability, he actually showed his ability in front of himself, and an existence like Serena couldn't know the other party's ability.

Then, in the face of the crisis of silence, there can only be two situations, first, he becomes the power of hellfire like the other eleven hellfire elders, and second, he is a person who will never tell secrets, such people are generally only dead people.

"Mr. Shen, I apologize to you first for Olaf's recklessness. Let's get straight to the point, whether you are our friend or our enemy. ”

The eyes of the twelve elders of Hellfire all fell on Shen Mo, and they were all waiting for Shen Mo's answer.

Shen Mo believed that if his answer did not satisfy them, they would definitely let Shen Mo see the horrors of Hellfire.

Silent and silent, he slightly clicked under his feet, activated part of his mimicry ability, and used the Heavenly Demon Vine to coil a wooden throne under his feet, which was in stark contrast to the twelve thrones of hellfire, and the former was naturally a cut above them.

Seeing Shen Mo's ability to manipulate the demon vines of Tongtian, a sexy woman with thick smoky makeup and pink roses on her head had her beautiful eyes locked, as the emperor of plants, she was unable to control and perceive the vines summoned by Shen Mo, which shows that Shen Mo has the ability to manipulate plants in addition to the divine power detected by the rampaging bull Olaf.

Emperor Zhi's eyes communicated with the rest of the Hellfire Elders, revealing his powerlessness and shock.

Everyone was more jealous and wary of the ability to be silent, and they paid more attention to his answer.

Sitting alone on the throne, Shen looked down at the Hellfire Twelve, and he whispered.

"Enemy?!"

The Twelve Hellfire Patriarchs' faces tightened.

"Friends?!"

Twelve Hellfire Patriarchs: "···"

"What do you think?"