"Or... take him away?"

After several seconds of careful consideration, time tries to ask questions.

Yu Sheng did not respond to this suggestion from time, but fell into deep thought.

Ten seconds later, seeing that the Confucian scholar had slowly sat upright on the branch, Yu Sheng spoke, "This may affect his plan."

"You can try to control the wheelchair and turn around in place, well... just let the wheelchair go to a question mark on the ground, so that the meaning will be more obvious."

After clarifying the logic, a bright light flashed in Yu Sheng's eyes.

Shi Guang suddenly realized, nodded, and kept operating the remote control in his hand.

...

"Senior, everyone from the outside world is saying that you are crazy and you must stay away from you."

"But I don't believe it."

"A lunatic can't do such a thing."

"Maybe we can try to ditch..."

Facing the increasingly crazy Confucian scholar, Yu Mo was calm and talkative, and even had a smile on his face.

Then……

The wheelchair began to move irregularly and walked out of a graceful arc.

Even at the end of the arc, there happened to be a small stone.

The wheelchair pressed on the stone, bounced up, and then stopped on the ground, completing the last point of the question mark.

Yu Mo fell into confusion for a moment, but soon reacted again, bent down, looked at a small camera on the wheelchair armrest, and shook his head slightly.

"Well, he's fine."

Yu Sheng looked at Yu Mo's face on the screen and spoke slowly.

"Oh well."

Shi Guang nodded and stopped talking.

...

Yu Mo breathed a sigh of relief, but when he raised his head, he found that the crazy Confucian scholar had stood in front of him at some time, his face almost sticking to him, and there was a somewhat stupid smile on his face.

Especially in his mouth, a fishy smell was still coming from his mouth, which was very unpleasant.

"senior……"

Yu Mo's pupils contracted slightly, but soon he regained his calmness. He looked at the Confucian scholar who was close to him in a calm voice and said lightly: "I came here with sincerity. Do you really don't care about the Sin City?"

"If you don't care, you won't stay here for so many years."

"Of course, if the senior is really unconscious and all the guesses are wrong for me, then... let's just say that my juniors have bet wrong."

As he said that, Yu Mo slowly closed his eyes, without saying a word, and quietly waited for everything to come.

But his bet is a bit big. If he fails, he will give his own life.

The Confucian scholar still had red eyes and just stuck to Yu Mo's side. Yu Mo could even clearly hear his breathing.

"Blood!"

"I saw a lot of blood."

"Hahahahaha, it's all blood, you're the devil!"

After a long time, the Confucian scholar's face became distorted. He just stood there, covered his face, and smiled a little crazy.

His body was trembling with his smile, and his tone of speech was also very strange.

The sound is sharp and the ending sound is slightly raised, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

But Yu Mo, who had his eyes closed, breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the Confucian scholar who was already a little distance from him, and spoke softly: "But senior, this blood is valuable."

"Hahahaha, madman."

"I'm a madman, the blind old man is a madman, and that stupid man is a madman."

"Even you!"

"As well a madman!"

When he said the last sentence, the Confucian scholar suddenly leaned over, leaning on the armrest of the wheelchair with both hands, bent down, his messy long hair covering his face, leaving only a pair of eyes looming.

And his eyes were even more staring at Yu Mo, and his words were confused and inappropriate.

"But sometimes, this world needs lunatics."

Facing the Confucian scholar who was obviously incorrect in his mental state, Yu Mo's expression did not change at all, and his tone of speaking was still stable, and his eyes looked straight at the Confucian scholar without giving in.

"No, this world needs nothing!"

"Since we were born, we were cancers that grew up in this world, cancers that needed to be discarded!"

"The so-called need is just an excuse to satisfy oneself!"

"Hahahahahaha, we're all trash."

“The garbage needs to be cleaned.”

"After a thousand years, all dust will return to dust and earth will return to earth, but this world is still there!"

"We are always boasting that this world needs us!"

"But why don't you think about it, we need this world."

At this time, the Confucian scholars seemed to have become more awake and said a lot more.

Even his gaze seemed calm at this moment.

But Yu Mo still had no expression when he listened to his words and was not guided by him at all.

"Maybe you're right."

"But at least at this moment, we live in this world."

After looking at the end of the topic of Confucian scholars, Yu Mo spoke again.

"After all, we are just a bunch of robbers."

"Occupy the land of this world and wantonly occupy its resources."

"Shh..."

"Listen, it's shouting..."

“It’s wailing.”

"It hurts, it hurts really, listen, listen!"

However, the Confucian scholar who had just been rational for half a minute became crazy again. The blue veins on his neck burst out, staring at Yu Mo, and roaring constantly.

Even so far, I can't figure out where the chat logic of these two people is.

It was completely imaginative, but the two of them felt that the conversation was very interesting.

"I heard it."

"So, we need to save the world!"

"Only we lunatics can end all this!"

"So, let the blood return to the earth and make the robbers become less, should we join this righteous team?"

Yu Mo's expression was particularly solemn at the moment, and he stared at the Confucian scholar and asked.

The Confucian scholar did not respond.

Just looking at Yu Mo in a distance.

After a long time, the Confucian scholar laughed madly again, laughing while shaking his head: "No, it's not like this."

"Why do we have to sympathize with the world?"

"Listen, does its wail sound like a wonderful music?"

"It's pleasing to the eye, pleasing to the eye!"

The Confucian scholar's words suddenly changed, like the positive side of a debate meeting, suddenly jumped to the other side.

He also used the logic he threw out before to slap himself in the face.

"We are all robbers, and robbers don't have a sense of justice."

"We were... the worst people in this world."

The Confucian scholar's voice became clearer and clearer, and he finally stood there, motionless and smiling in a daze.

Even when he grinned, he could see a trace of meat vaguely between his teeth.

There was also a little blood on his teeth.
Chapter completed!