"I still feel a little tired."

"Let's change my personality."

"In fact, the mature and stable personality of the elderly is also something I feel more cordial to."

Ji Hong stared at the old white ape for a long time, and finally said helplessly.

The old white ape sneered and coughed embarrassedly: "You wait for me to find out the state, the gap between these two characters is a bit big." ”

As he spoke, the cheerfulness in the old white ape's eyes gradually faded.

It's a lot deeper.

The expression also became a little indifferent.

There was no smile at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the mobile phone screen in some silence.

"Here we go."

It spoke suddenly, in a steady voice.

At this time, the screen finally appeared in the mobile phone.

Over here...

The city center of the city, the square!

It is also the place where rookie contests have been held in previous years.

The moment Yu Mo appeared in the picture, countless barrages flashed.

There are direct curses!

There are also questions about whether he was brainwashed!

and persuaded him to turn back, don't lose the glory of the Yu family!

But Yu Mo still maintained his calmness, and even with a faint smile, he pushed the wheelchair and came to the middle of the venue.

"Hello everyone, I'm the leader of the light group, Yu Mo."

"Recently, there have been a lot of comments about the Light Group, including the official website of the Light Group."

"I am very touched by everyone's concern."

"Every message..."

"I didn't even look at it."

This sudden change made the barrage stand still for a moment.

"At the beginning of its establishment, the light group had only one role."

"That's killing."

"So, today should be a record of the daily work of the light group."

"It's a documentary."

"You can record the screen, save it."

"I'm done."

The voice fell, and Yu Mo, under the impetus of the assistant, stepped back a few meters.

Immediately after, a car stopped in the square, and a member of the Mingguang group appeared expressionlessly, standing in a queue.

The momentum reached its peak at this moment.

Extraordinarily depressing.

"If we advocate science, we won't engage in the noon three-o'clock argument."

"Let's get started."

Yu Mo looked at the watch on his wrist and spoke softly.

The woman who had been standing behind him wiped her bright red lips and waved her hand.

A man wearing a black mask, a prisoner's suit, and shackles was pushed into the square, densely packed.

Hundreds of people.

"Some of these people are what everyone calls philanthropists."

"Some are bullies who are the scourge of the side."

"But they all have one thing in common, they enjoy the favor of their ancestors, use their exploits to make a lot of money, and even threaten the foundation of the human race."

"I know that people don't believe it."

"I don't mean to explain."

"I just want to say..."

Yu Mo's voice paused, turned his head, and looked at the more than 100 prisoners.

At this moment, the smile on his face gradually faded, his eyes were sharp, and he looked more like an arbitrary and authoritarian overlord.

"All this, if you want to blame, blame the exploits of your ancestors, it's not enough!"

"Your ancestors have left you enough to make a fortune."

"But they didn't leave you with the strength to keep your money."

"Everyone inherits the favor of our ancestors, but I am standing here, and you can only die."

Yu Mo's cold voice continued to echo in the square.

The masked prisoners struggled frantically, but they couldn't break free from their chains.

"Hahahaha!"

"The surname is Yu, are you still standing?"

"It's just a dead cripple, no one pushes your wheelchair, you can't even go up the stairs!"

"You're a cripple in this life!"

"I can't even do it for the Yu family, even if Lao Tzu dies, he will be full of descendants!"

One of the prisoners let out a mocking sneer, his voice filled with resentment.

But Yu Mo's expression was still calm, and he was not angry at all because of his words.

"Remember to investigate his children and grandchildren to see if they have committed crimes."

"If so, distribute the city of sin."

He said calmly, and even a gentle smile appeared on his face again.

But the prisoner who cursed before became excited: "Shameless, scum, villain, woe to the family!" ”

"Why be nervous if your child is innocent?"

"Shouldn't you have a clear conscience?"

Yu Mo said lightly.

Regardless of the prisoner's mood swings, Yu Mo looked at the direction of the camera again: "Zhao Rui, father Zhao An, died in the battle of the demon pass, and the three-pattern Yunxun." ”

"He inherited the merits and resold the materials."

"Secretly colluding with the demon clan, using the connections left by my father, stealing information, and selling the demon domain."

"According to the law..."

"Death penalty."

"But under normal circumstances, according to his father's merits, the death penalty should be commuted, changed to life imprisonment, or issued to the city of sin."

Yu Mo said lightly.

The prisoner who was still cursing breathed a sigh of relief, and laughed even more wildly: "Hahaha, you cripple with no legs, why don't you let Lao Tzu go soon?" ”

"If it's a big deal, go to Sin City!"

"Lao Tzu recognizes!"

"I want to see if that Sin City is really so terrible!"

When Zhao Rui cursed, Yu Mo remained quiet throughout the whole process and did not say a word.

It wasn't until Zhao Rui was tired of scolding that he spoke again: "But meritorious, I also have it." ”

While speaking, Yu Mo took out a seal with a very unique shape in his pocket and put it on his chest.

There is also a 'Yu' word written on it.

Surrounded by ruined cities, there seemed to be a light shining in the sky on the ruins.

This is Yu's unique feat.

Inheritance is orderly.

What the Terrans see, they respond to.

"Today, I will judge with Yu's merits!"

"Die!"

As the moment the word dead spoke, Lin Siyuan in the corner suddenly moved.

His long hair fluttered in the wind, and he carried a large machete on his back.

At the moment when he approached Zhao Rui, he pulled out his machete and fell down violently.

A flash of coldness.

Blood splattered and stained his cheeks.

The feminine countenance, the bright red blood, looked so hideous and terrifying.

For some reason, those people who looked at the screen saw this scene and felt a collective chill in their hearts.

Person...

Say kill, just kill?

Zhao Rui is a philanthropist, often giving speeches all over the Terran, allowing everyone to work for the Terran and actively spreading positive energy!

The things that Yu Mo said, there was no evidence at all, and it was completely impossible to confirm their authenticity.

This...

Lose your marbles!

Yumo is crazy!

"Old Sun, get out of the mountain quickly!"

"These are the elites of my human race!"

"To kill someone, you have to show evidence!"

"Why do I think that Zhao Rui's words before his death are a little different from ordinary days, he has always advised people not to swear and insult people, especially about other people's physical defects... I'm sorry, I'm not speaking for Yu Mo, and I'm even a fan of Zhao Rui. But it is precisely because I know him that I feel that he is today... Something isn't right..."

"Fart, you're going to be unjustly killed, can't you scold two sentences?"

"That's right, we have to have proof, or it's murder!!"

"My Terran shouldn't be like this!"