"Oh, that's amazing."

Yu Sheng praised in surprise, raised his gun again and pointed it at the people on the roof.

For a time, these elites in the Sin City seemed very weak under the guns in Yu Sheng's hands.

Perhaps outside the City of Sin, the gun itself is a very useless item.

Anyone who has awakened several times can control energy and block bullets without even needing to dodge.

But in this Sin City, when everyone's energy is completely closed and the speed has not increased to an exaggerated level, the effect of this thermal weapon is immediately highlighted.

At least far more powerful than a crossbow.

If you are an ordinary person, even if you hold a gun, you will be easily killed by them.

But the person holding a gun in front of him... is this pervert for the rest of his life.

It was originally impossible to defeat, but now it is a direct dimensionality reduction attack.

For a moment, the air became quieter.

The people on the roof felt like a beast dormant in the dark, staring at them coldly.

The instinctive sensing after life is threatened makes them restless and their hair explode.

"What's this for?"

"They are all excellent talents, too many people die, it's a pity."

He kept smiling throughout the whole process, looking harmless, and Yu Mo, who was sitting in a wheelchair, finally spoke.

Just a light sentence, the tense atmosphere relaxed instantly.

But the timing of his speech was clever.

Don't say it early or late.

It was not until these people felt more and more crisis in their hearts that the gunpowder was about to be ignited that they spoke slowly.

For a moment, these people subconsciously fell on him.

"We came to Sin City to make friends."

"Of course the fewer enemies, the better."

"Bring some weapons with you is just protecting yourself."

"Don't be surprised by everyone."

A hint of apology appeared on Yu Mo's face just right. Although he said so, he had no intention of letting Yu Sheng put away the gun.

"Haha, it's good to make friends."

“I like to make friends in Sin City.”

"Everyone put down the guy and beat him to death, it's boring."

Chu Huai continued Yu Mo's words and spoke decisively, and gave a wink at the people on the roof.

This murderous atmosphere instantly swept away.

But he never mentioned the words of keeping the rest of his life and time outside the door.

In fact, the threat of guns in Sin City is not as great as imagined.

The main reason for the zombie here this time is that the number of people he prepared was small.

The bullets of guns are limited. When the number of people increases, holding a gun in your hand may not necessarily be a dagger.

But the people he brought this time were all elites, and they value strength, not weight.

Instead, he suffered a loss.

Yu Sheng slowly put down the gun, but he didn't put it away, and he still held it in his hand. It was so bright that Chu Huai's heart was beating.

If this pervert really goes crazy today and kills the little people he has accumulated so hard, then it will be really difficult for him to go out of the city this year.

However, this also indirectly reflects how unfathomable the guy in a wheelchair was outside the Sin City.

Perhaps, the quota for leaving the city is not groundless.

For a moment, Chu Huai finally took this negotiation seriously, instead of using it as a chess piece to lay out the affairs in the Sin City.

“I don’t know what to call it?”

Chu Huai opened a three-lock safe in the corner of the living room, and carefully took out a broken bag inside.

Take out a little tea leaves from the broken bag and put them in the pot.

Boiled, and poured a cup for Yu Mo himself.

In Sin City, tea, such enjoyment as gold, is even more expensive.

He can take out a little of it today, which is enough to show sincerity.

Yu Mo picked up the cup, blew the tea residue on the water surface, and took a sip.

Bitter, astringent...

It is obviously the lowest-grade tea.

But he didn't show it and still smiled: "Yu Mo."

"Yu?"

Chu Huai immediately discovered the key point.

When he came to Sin City, he was already 20 years old and still knew everything outside Sin City.

It's not like the rest of my life or time.

So I am very sensitive to the surname Yu.

He looked at Yu Mo's eyes, looking forward to it, and seemed to be seeking verification.

It was not until Yu Mo nodded with a smile that he became shocked.

He usually keeps calm no matter how irritable he is, but he becomes a little panicked for the first time. He stands up on the chair and keeps walking around the room.

After a long time, he stopped his steps and sat in the chair again, and his expression on his face barely calmed down.

"The descendants of Yu's family come to the city of sin..."

"I can't figure it out."

"Even if we guys leave the City of Sin, it will be too late to practice."

"Although it looks fierce, it is not of great value to the human race."

"So your goal shouldn't be us."

Chu Huai's thoughts became quicker again, and he grabbed the key point in an instant and asked as he looked at Yu Mo.

Yu Mo's smile remained unchanged and he shook his head slightly: "These are not things you need to consider."

"Although I am a descendant of the Yu family, the quota is limited."

"So what you need to do more is to show you, or their own value."

Yu Mo pointed out the window and said lightly.

And there, figures did not leave, but still surrounded the villa.

Even if you have a gun for the rest of your life.

"What do you want to see?"

Chu Huai was thinking, and after a long time of silence, he spoke slowly.

But his voice became a little hoarse.

The excitement completely disappeared.

There was even a little more vigilance in his eyes.

There is no favor for no reason in this world, everything has its value.

The greater the value, the greater the danger.

He didn't believe that Yu Mo would come to give them benefits for no reason.

"I think……"

Yu Mo suddenly paused, and Chu Huai looked a little irritated at this moment.

Yu Mo did not continue talking, but dipped his finger in tea and slowly wrote a few words on the table.

Looking at the words on the table, Chu Huai's pupils shrank, staring at the disabled in front of him incredibly, breathing heavily.

"Are you crazy?"

He shouted almost subconsciously.

Yu Mo slowly wiped off the water stains on the table and looked at Chu Huai calmly: "Am I crazy? Is it important?"

"As long as the final result, or what I took out, is what you need, then all this will not be a problem."

"And now, it depends on your thoughts."

After saying this, Yu Mo leaned in the wheelchair, stopped talking, and waited patiently for an answer.

The room was in silence.

For the rest of my life, time had no idea of ​​mixing it up. I just stood not far away and even had the mood to discuss the layout of this building.

I would occasionally express my amazement.

Time keeps passing.

Sweats appeared on Chu Huai's forehead.

"I agree."
Chapter completed!