On this day, the discussion on the Internet became quieter.

Everyone has changed from the initial resistance to Yumo to...

Yu Mo deserves to die or not.

Some people say that Yu Mo has completely lost the character of the Yu family, and this crime is serious, damn it!

Some people say that in any case, Yu Mo is also a descendant of Yu Yongyan, this kindness cannot be forgotten, and he can be imprisoned for life.

Again, there is the compromise.

Find a wife for Yumo, have a child, and then die.

Some people even volunteered to say that in order to repay the Yu clan's kindness to the human race, they could marry Yu Mo and pass on the lineage.

In short, there are different opinions.

But what they all decided was that Yu Mo must have lost the strength to resist this time.

After all, there were more than ten people who went to Mocheng this time, and there were even more than ten people who had awakened six times alone, and there was even a reserve who was seriously injured and retired Qijue.

But Yu Mo, as the party concerned, was silent about this, and he hadn't even woken up yet.

This night, he slept very soundly.

Until six o'clock the next morning.

Yu Mo opened his eyes on time, got up, supported the armrests next to the bed, changed his clothes, and moved to the wheelchair, washed, sorted his clothes, and hair.

Finally pressed the button on the wall.

The assistant pushed the door and walked in, expertly pushing the wheelchair out of the room.

"Let the rest of your life come to me."

Yu Mo took out his mobile phone, flipped through the information in the mailbox, and spoke.

The assistant nodded slightly, took out his mobile phone, and while pushing the wheelchair, made a phone call and went out.

"Team leader, I'll be here in fifteen minutes."

"Breakfast is ready."

"Two hours and twenty minutes later, the meeting began."

The assistant talked about today's itinerary in an orderly manner.

Yu Mo nodded lightly and put down his phone.

"As the captain of the first team of the light group, I have been pushing a wheelchair for a disabled person, and I have been wronged."

The assistant's expression remained unchanged, and his hand was still firmly on the wheelchair.

"Everybody has something to do."

"At least I think I like my job."

His voice was calm, and there were no mood swings in his tone.

Yu Mo stopped talking.

……

Inside the restaurant.

"Coming?"

"Let's eat together."

Yu Mo looked at Yu Sheng at the door, smiled and spoke, and motioned for Yu Sheng to sit down.

Yu Sheng nodded, sat opposite Yu Mo, and picked up a bun.

Yu Mo looked at this scene and smiled: "Aren't you afraid that I will be poisoned? ”

"You need me now." Yu Sheng ate the bun seriously and spoke softly.

But Yu Mo shook his head: "I'm a madman. ”

"Oh."

Yu Sheng responded perfunctorily, stopped talking, and just ate breakfast seriously.

After a long time.

Breakfast is over.

Yu Mo wiped the grease stains on his hands and raised his head to look at Yu Sheng: "Now, we can talk about business?" ”

"Hmm."

Yu Sheng looked at the empty dining table, and then nodded slightly.

"You know the path I've set for time."

"It's not fair to time."

"But good for the Terrans."

"I can choose to give up time, but as a deal, you have to make me feel that this deal is not a loss."

Yu Mo looked at the rest of his life and spoke calmly.

Yu Sheng nodded: "So, what do I need to do?" ”

"It's not just you, it's you."

"After all, strictly speaking, this matter is time, so she can't say what she doesn't pay in it."

Yu Mo shook his head and pushed the wheelchair to sit next to Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng nodded: "The truth is right, so, what do you need us to do?" ”

Yu Mo still kept smiling and looked at the assistant not far away.

The assistant silently closed the door of the restaurant.

About ten minutes later.

Yu Sheng got up and left.

And Yu Mo went to the Moge headquarters under the impetus of his assistant.

In terms of time, route...

In about two hours, those people should be here, and they will capture Yu Mo with their own hands and start the trial.

Ink Pavilion.

Top floor.

Inside the conference room.

Yu Mo sat calmly at the window, looked at the time on his phone, and muttered to himself: "It's almost, let's get ready to start." ”

The assistant, who has always been expressionless, has a very complicated look in his eyes at this time.

The hands on Yu Mo's wheelchair trembled slightly.

"I'll do it myself."

"From now on, I don't need an assistant."

Yu Mo turned his head, looked at the person who had been with him for several years, and said with a smile.

"I think you need to."

The assistant shook his head slightly, his tone firm.

But after he saw Yu Mo's eyes, he finally gritted his teeth, pushed open the door of the conference room and left.

Yu Mo sat quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, waiting...

An hour later.

In the distance, I could already see the long line of people on the street.

In the sky, there are more than a dozen six-time awakened people soaring in the sky.

An old man with a beard, also in a wheelchair, dressed in majesty, glared angrily, and was pushed forward.

"It's time... Here we go. ”

Yu Mo looked at this scene, chuckled and shook his head, just pushed the wheelchair out of the door of the conference room, pressed the elevator again, and came to the rooftop, letting the breeze blow.

An angry judge rushed into the ink pavilion like this, searching for Yu Mo's figure.

But those employees of the Ink Pavilion remained motionless as if they had received an order, and let them look for them.

Until Yu Mo's assistant appeared.

"Yu Mo is on the rooftop."

He looked at the men, spoke coldly, turned away, and disappeared into the street.

……

"Yu Mo!"

"Found it!!"

A middle-aged man who was the first to ascend the rooftop shouted after seeing Yu Mo.

Immediately afterwards, countless people flocked up, making the empty rooftop crowded for a while.

Finally, the crowd gave way to a passage.

The veteran general of the reservists, who had also lost his legs, the old man of the seven-time awakened people, was pushed to the front of the line.

"Yumo?"

He frowned slightly, watching Yu Mo speak lightly, not angry and arrogant.

"I've seen Senior Zhang."

Yu Mo smiled and bent slightly at the old man.

"The old man can give you one last chance."

"Have you ever been brainwashed?"

He looked at Yu Mo and asked.

Yu Mo shook his head and did not speak.

"Have you ever been threatened?"

The old man asked again.

Yu Mo shook his head again: "It was all done by Yu Mo alone." ”

"Why?"

There was a cold look in the old man's eyes.

Yu Mo chuckled: "For fame, for profit." ”

"You're right about your ancestors!"

The old man looked at Yu Mo with some disappointment, and the last glimmer of hope he placed on him was completely extinguished.

Yu Mo smiled and shook his head: "He is him, I am me." ”

"You can't generalize."

"I'm Yumo."

Even in this situation, Yu Mo still behaved very calmly, and his tone did not fluctuate at all.

"Then have you ever thought that you alone can't turn the sky upside down."

"I thought about it, but I always have to try."

Another question, another answer.

This matter is completely finalized.