At this time, on the street in the distance, an old man with a cane and eyes closed slowly walked towards Yu Mo.

He walked very slowly, but after every step he fell, his figure seemed to teleport forward a little.

When Yu Mo saw the old man, his figure slowly sat upright.

Until the old man stood in front of him completely.

"I said that Sin City has its own rules."

The old man spoke lightly.

Yu Mo's expression remained unchanged. Even if there was no one around him, the old man could take his life at any time.

"But my younger generation has also said that sometimes, old rules often represent invalidity."

"Otherwise, after so many years, why is Sin City still Sin City?"

Yu Mo looked at the old man seriously and his tone was calm.

"As you said, it is precisely because of the rules that so many years have passed, the City of Sin is still the City of Sin."

The old man spoke again, his tone of vicissitudes.

"Senior, have you ever walked out of the City of Sin over the years?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Yu Mo's mouth.

The old man shook his head: "No."

"So, you don't know what's going on outside the city of sin."

"I don't know the pressure outside the world is facing, and I don't know what we are facing."

"In your eyes, there is only this city."

"but..."

"What I see is the whole world."

"Or, do you think... when the whole world overturns, is it a city of sin or a city of sin?"

Yu Mo's speech was not fast, his voice was warm and his tone was sincere.

The old man was silent.

I haven't spoken for a long time.

The street has returned to quiet.

His hand was placed on his ordinary crutch, clenched it several times, and then loosened it several times.

"I said when you entered the city..."

"You must always leave a root for Sin City."

The old man spoke again.

But Yu Mo shook his head, with a hint of confusion on his face: "So, the Outer City didn't participate in this competition."

The old man was stunned.

The heart, which was like an ancient well, couldn't help but swell up, and once again clenched the crutch.

Outer city...

Those guys, also called Genji?

"As you said, I have a small vision and a low pattern."

"but..."

"This is something I've insisted on throughout my life."

"Maybe in the years, I will regret what I do now, but at least now..."

The old man finally slowly raised the crutch in his hand.

Even Yu Mo could clearly hear the old man's powerful heartbeat.

Widths of energy spread out from the old man's heart and spread in the air.

Although the old man did not open his eyes, his breath was locked on Yu Mo.

Under the pressure of fear, Yu Mo had no doubt at all that he would die in the next second.

"Senior, your foundation in your development in Sin City over the years is too small..."

"I just screened out five people out of the city, and didn't say that those who failed, and I was really dead."

Just as the old man pointed his crutch at his head, Yu Mo spoke with slightest voice.

The old man's hands stopped in the air, waiting quietly for the following.

"I can't say that there is no punishment for failure."

"The people who are screened out in this way will be moisture."

"Besides, I asked Confucian scholars to take the path of incense. It's not good to kill people, so he can't do it."

"But fake killing, the man found out that he was not dead, and was excited, and thanked the Confucian scholars, it became reasonable..."

"Besides, with my personality, after leaving the City of Sin, I would be considered a dereliction of duty if I didn't send one or two thousand people in."

"How to calculate it, the ultimate population of Sin City will be larger and bigger..."

Yu Mo was like the person who liked to challenge the limits on the brink of life and death, breathing heavily.

I was still arguing with the old man about the meaning of the rules in the last second, but I admitted to the next second...

And what he said makes sense.

"You mean...not kill?"

The old man silently withdrew his crutch, and the roar of his heart beating like thunder gradually disappeared.

It looks like he is back to his weak look again.

"I'm just kidding you."

"So many good seedlings, killing them and wasting them."

"Save one out every year, I'll have sex for free, so it's so suitable."

"Of course, that person named Zongren must be killed."

“There is a personal grudge.”

Yu Mo seemed to have thought of something and added: "And the background of those who leave the city should be screened before entering the city, so don't want to be honest."

"In order to stop this dark box operation game, do you know how long I have been tossing..."

Yu Mo's tone was grieving and looked pitiful.

The old man didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Um..."

"I misunderstood you and owe you a favor..."

The old man turned around decisively, walked towards the distance with a cane, and by the way he said his own catchphrase.

But Yu Mo and Yu Sheng are still different after all.

Yu Mo looked at the old man's back and shouted: "Senior, don't go back, let's do it now!"

"Is this favor repayable?"

The old man squatted in place. Obviously, he couldn't figure out why some people can be so thick-skinned...

"explain."

But what I said in the last second and then took it back the next second, it was not his style after all.

He turned around silently and spoke lightly.

"Give me five places to go out of the city."

"Otherwise I'll be beaten to death."

"I'm dead, how can I instill a steady stream of fresh blood into Sin City in the future?"

"The guaranteed 2,000 people a year is 20,000 people in ten years!"

"Five exchanges for 20,000 yuan, you'll make a fortune!"

"Don't say that you don't have this place to leave the city."

"I don't believe it."

A cunning look flashed in Yu Mo's eyes, and a thief smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The old man was completely silent.

The heart beat violently again, and the roar sounded again.
To be continued...