"But senior, if you can't beat him, it's still okay to run."

Yu Mo looked at Confucius, his eyes became more and more gentle, and his voice was a little more magnetic.

Confucius thought for a moment and nodded: "Yes." ”

"So, you're not going to die."

"And it doesn't have to be a fight when you meet, and he can't kill you if you fight, in case you redeem him, it's a big incense."

"And he can also work with you to redeem more people."

"That way you'll be able to get back sooner..."

Yu Mo paused suddenly, raised his head again, and looked at the sky obsessively: "It's so beautiful..."

"yes..."

"It's beautiful."

In the face of the so-called other world above, Confucian had no resistance at all, just Yu Mo's two fluttering words attracted his attention again.

He stared at the sky for a long time, muttering to himself.

In less than a few seconds, my heart was firmly established: "Go! ”

"With my sincerity, I will definitely attract him!"

"But if I don't understand..."

Confucian looked at Yu Mo in embarrassment, a little hesitant.

Yu Mo's smile remained unchanged: "I'll convince him for you." ”

"Okay!"

"Worthy of my protector!"

"But if he really wants to hit me, I... I'm still going to leave you! ”

I have to say that Confucian scholars are still very honest at some point.

Although these words were very entangled, and the eyes that looked at Yu Mo were also full of reluctance, he still made a painful decision: "However, when I redeem this world, I will redeem him again and avenge you." ”

"Although you are a fake, just another 'me' that I made up in my brain to help me, but I will still be very sad when you die."

"Oh, that's not right!"

Confucius seemed to think of something, and his eyes lit up suddenly: "You are dead, I can make up another you in my brain, so that you will come back again." ”

"After all, this world is all false, it's just my dream!"

"Hahaha!"

Confucius seemed to have figured out all the details, looked very happy, and patted Yu Mo's shoulder heavily: "In this way, I can leave you without any psychological burden, before I 'wake up', you will be immortal!" ”

There was confidence in his tone!

The corners of Yu Mo's mouth twitched slightly.

Before he set off, why did Confucian Sheng already sentence himself to death?

Is this planting your own flag?

After accumulating to a certain extent, milk yourself to death?

However, Confucian Sheng didn't think about Yu Mo's thoughts, so he pushed the wheelchair and strode away on the street, holding his chest out, and even a little excited, looking forward to it!

Yu Sheng didn't know when he had stood on the roof again, watching Yu Mo leaning on the wheelchair, being pushed away without love, thoughtfully.

"Is he still saved?"

"It's hard..."

Time stood silently beside Yu Sheng, looking at the direction in which Yu Mo left, and whispered softly.

Yu Sheng shook his head: "I don't know." ”

"We can't save him."

"But there's still a chance to clean up."

"There's little point in keeping up, let's do something in Sin City."

"I've only done half of the work before..."

The rest of his life seemed to remember something, with a light in his eyes.

Time was a little dazed: "But I'm not sure if the employer is alive or not..."

"Alive, I saw him yesterday."

"It's just that he seems to have a different face, but the bones are still his."

"We can't afford to drop 100 percent of our praise."

With that, Yu Sheng began to organize his backpack.

After thinking about it carefully, he also pulled out the sapper shovel and carried it in his hand.

The two of them just went in the opposite direction of Yu Mo's departure, jumped down, and disappeared into the street.

About ten minutes later...

Looking at the row of houses in front of him, which were obviously denser in the inner city than the rest of the city, Yu Sheng silently raised his bow and crossbow and aimed it at one of the windows.

On the crossbow arrow, there is a grenade that pulls open the safety bolt.

Pull the trigger.

Crossbow bolts slammed into the window.

The next moment, through the faint light, a figure could be seen flashing in the room, accompanied by the sound of expletives.

The roar of the explosion sounded.

The house collapsed in the blast.

Accompanied by thick smoke, a strong shirtless man appeared in the ruins, his skin was charred, and there were even more subtle wounds on his body.

But he was still alive.

At the last second of the explosion, he raised an iron shield in front of him.

Although it still withstood the impact of the explosion, it at least shared a little bit so that it would not be killed directly.

But even so, he fell into a state of serious injury.

Throwing away the blown shield in his hand, the strong man staggered out of the ruins, staring vigilantly ahead, until the smoke cleared, and before he could see the figure, a dagger had already appeared in front of him, and slashed at his throat without hesitation.

At the last moment, the strong man endured the pain in his body and dodged to the side, this subconscious action came completely from his body's instinct.

It's just that, in the other direction, it is also accompanied by the sound of the bleak wind.

Sapper shovel ...

At this moment, the strong man seemed to understand something, and his thinking completely stopped at this moment.

Time silently withdrew the sapper shovel, shook off the blood beads on it, and stood calmly in front of the corpse.

It's a pity that the corpse was beaten by her... It's a bit ugly.

The movement quickly attracted the attention of several surrounding rooms.

One by one, figures appeared at the door of the room, staring coldly at the rest of their lives, time, and their bodies continued to exude killing intent.

The rest of his life calmly watched with them.

"For the rest of your life, come to me... The one who killed me is not in accordance with the rules! ”

A middle-aged man walked out of the crowd, with a Chinese face, not angry and arrogant, and spoke lightly.

"Took the job..."

"The employer gave the money..."

Yu Sheng explained seriously.

And Time didn't even look at them, just looked around, and finally frowned slightly: "Is there a cart?" ”