"Black market?"

"Your third step, is the black market?"

Even Zhong Yushu's eyes were full of shock at this time, and he looked at Yu Mo incredulously.

Black market!

This place has always been a place that Moge is unwilling to touch.

There's so much involved.

And it's strong.

It is even said that behind the black market, there are also nine senses!

The most important thing is that since the establishment of the black market, although it has wandered on the edge of the law and belongs to the gray area, it is particularly honest.

In the black market, there has never been a vicious brawl.

Even the crime rate is less than in the average urban area.

Occasionally, two ruffians appeared, and before the merchants or customers could call the police, they were already held down by the security guards of the black market and took the initiative to deliver them to the door of the security department.

The most outrageous thing is...

They haven't even escaped taxes.

If it weren't for the fact that many of the things they traded on weekdays would not be seen in the light of day, then it would be a star industry, the kind that was hyped up by Moge.

For example, they sold a gun ...

It was written on the invoice that a toy gun was sold.

The money is the same.

Then pay the tax.

So for so many years, Moge has turned a blind eye to the existence of the black market.

After all, this is not a time of complete peace.

Sometimes the black market also has its own meaning of existence.

But Yu Mo even dared to fight the idea of the black market, which he didn't expect at all.

If the black market does not cooperate and disputes between them break out, the final result will be unimaginable.

"No, it won't..."

"It's an open secret that the people behind the black market are all from Sin City."

"They have been operating the black market until now, and they have also made their attitude clear, and they don't want to get involved in the affairs of the Ink Pavilion, but they don't want to quarrel with the Ink Pavilion."

"So, if Moge occasionally goes crazy, they'll be obedient."

"It's just that I didn't expect them to be so obedient this time, and they gave things before we went crazy."

Obviously, Yu Mo was also a little at a loss about this matter.

He frowned slightly and muttered for a few seconds: "Do you know who the black market is talking about this year?" ”

"I don't know."

"They've always been mysterious about that."

Zhong Yushu shook his head.

Yu Mo fell into silence for a long time before he spoke again: "You say, is there a possibility that it is the rest of your life?" ”

Zhong Yushu was stunned.

Yu Mo's face regained a smile again: "If it weren't for the rest of my life, I couldn't think of a more reasonable explanation." ”

"So, what are you going to do next?"

After the topic ended, Zhong Yushu asked again.

Yu Mo's smile remained the same, still so gentle, he sat in a wheelchair so quietly, looked into the distance, and muttered to himself: "The wind is up, it's time to kill..."

……

Because of the initiative of the black market, the rhythm was forcibly accelerated, half a month ahead of schedule.

On this day, the headquarters of the light group.

Yu Mo sat in a wheelchair, looking at the rows of members standing at the door, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "During this time, you have been wronged. ”

The expressions of the members remained the same, still cold.

Just the body is straight.

Not a word.

"Let the monstrous waves, let the world be blind."

"But..."

"I'll go on my own."

"That's what the Light Group is all about."

"This road, walking with you, Yu Mo's honor."

"Everyone, hard work."

Yu Mo sat in a wheelchair and watched everyone bow slightly.

"Maybe we won't end up perfect."

"Maybe after countless years, we will still be infamy."

"But at least, with a clear conscience."

"You..."

"Are you ready?"

Yu Mo's voice was still gentle and indifferent.

A member of the Mingguang Group below had a firm look in his eyes, and almost without hesitation, he shouted, "Always be ready." ”

"So... Let's go. ”

"Let the people of this world see what is the great evil in the world, what is a cruel and bloody executioner."

As Yu Mo's voice fell.

Cars drove from a distance, neatly parked on the side of the road.

The members of the light group got on the bus in an orderly manner.

"For the rest of my life, time remains."

Yu Mo suddenly looked in a certain direction and spoke.

The two men who were just about to get into the car stopped.

"Hopefully this deal..."

"I won't lose."

Yu Mo looked at Yu Sheng, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said softly.

Yu Sheng nodded lightly: "But we still have to go." ”

"Why?"

Yu Mo was surprised and stunned.

"Dispose of the corpse."

"She digs very quickly."

Yu Sheng calmly pointed to time.

And time is a sapper shovel with one hand on his backpack.

Yu Mo looked at the two of them and shook his head.

"Sure enough, your mind is always so wild."

"But remember to stay away."

"Don't be in the camera."

Yu Mo added two more sentences, and then with the help of the assistant, he got in the car, closed the door, and left.

For the rest of his life, time was still calm, and he also found an empty car.

On this day...

The convoy printed with the badge of the light group, in this ink city, was rampant, attracting the attention of hundreds of people.

"Light Group!"

"Are you going to do something crazy again?"

"It's only been a few days!"

A celebrity's eyes radiated a natural disgust, and he cursed in a low voice, and spontaneously followed.

Also on this day.

The official website of the light group, which had been silent for half a month, finally sent out a message.

It is just not an explanatory notice.

It's not a word either.

Just a string of links.

Click on it to jump to a live broadcast room.

It's just that the live broadcast room hasn't been opened yet, and the screen is black.

But a group of people are still squatting in the live broadcast room, constantly discussing with barrage.

"What kind of fame is the Light Group doing?"

"Who knows, it's estimated that I'm going to make money again?"

"When will Sun Lao get out of the customs, if he doesn't govern it, the human race will really be messed up!"

"Yu Mo, it's simply insulting Yu Yongyan!"

"Damn !!"

"Although Yu Mo has done bad things, after all, he is the only descendant of Yu Yongyan's sages, and I think I still have to leave a life..."

"Even if Sage Yu Yongyan is still alive, he will kill this villain with his own hands!"

"But after all... This is the last descendant of the Yu family..."

Messages are constantly jumping in the barrage.

Obviously, for Yu Mo, the emotions in their hearts are also complicated.

On the one hand, there is disgust with this person.

Hate to the bone.

But on the other hand, he is a descendant of the ancestor of the human race.

If it weren't for Yu Yongyan who held up a piece of the sky back then, maybe there would be no human race today.

This grace is too great.

For a while, there was a lot of controversy.

But one thing they all acquiesced to was that when Sun Yingying came out of the mountain, he would inevitably suppress Yu Mo easily.

This is their absolute trust in Sun Yingying.

It is also Sun Yingying's reputation and credibility accumulated little by little over the years.