After passing through the front yard, passing through two corridors of about twenty meters, and bypassing two small flower beds side by side, the guard took Lin Mo to a single courtyard in the backyard, took Lin Mo there, and the guard left.
Seeing Lin Mo coming over, the old man lying under the rocking chair waved his hand. The four men and women in white beside him glanced at Lin Mo and backed away, retreated to the edge of the yard, and watched side by side from a distance.
The expressions of the four people were restrained, and Lin Mo could tell at a glance that all four of them were masters. Each of them might be on the same level as Xiao Meng and others, and the worst one could at least surpass Liu Mei in strength.
"Young man, come here." The old man waved to Lin Mo, "Come here and sit down."
Lin Mo walked over and when he saw the old man's appearance clearly, he couldn't help but be slightly startled secretly.
This old man was very different from the image of the old leader he had imagined before coming here.
He thought he was a mighty and domineering old man, but now he saw that the old man in the rocking chair had a bald head, almost all the hair on his head had fallen out, and a few sparse white hairs were scattered on the top of his bald head.
It looks a little funny and cute.
However, Lin Mo couldn't laugh at all. Instead, he suddenly felt in awe.
The wrinkles on the old man's face are criss-crossed, which are the growth rings carved by the years on the old man's body. But what awes Lin Mo the most is that the old man is wearing a vest, and there are obvious lines on his bare arms.
The scars on his arms were like this, and on his body... Lin Mo didn't think about it anymore. He knew that every scar on the old man's body definitely had a wonderful and passionate story, and represented one glory and medal after another.
When Lin Mo was looking at the old man, the old man's bright eyes were also looking at Lin Mo.
"Old chief!" Lin Mo suddenly saluted with a standard military salute.
In fact, Lin Mo's military salute has never been standard, but at this time, his expression and his heart, this is definitely the most standard military salute he has ever given.
The standard is not in the posture, but in the heart.
This is an old man worthy of respect and a leader worthy of respect.
"Um."
The old chief nodded lightly, and then pointed to the wooden chair next to him, "This is not the army, nor is it Dragon Soul. There is no need for so many false courtesy. Sit down. You can't let me, an old man, hold his head up and follow
You speak."
Lin Mo smiled and sat down.
"This time I went to Tokyo and the mission was completed beautifully." When Lin Mo sat down, the old leader smiled.
"Just try your best." Lin Mo was neither arrogant nor humble.
"It's good to try your best. It's good to try your best. Nowadays, many people no longer have the word try their best in their dictionaries." The smile on the old leader's face did not change, but his tone was slightly sighing.
Lin Mo didn't answer. He didn't think that the old chief asked him to come here just to praise him, nor to listen to his sighs.
"You have merit, you have made great achievements. Huang Qingliang learned about a major conspiracy of the Sun Empire. You rescued him. You not only saved Huang Qingliang's life, but also saved the entire country."
The old leader raised his feet, got up from the rocking chair, and continued, "But you have also committed a crime, and you should be shot."
When the old chief stood up, Lin Mo felt that the old chief was a little thinner than when he was lying on the rocking chair. However, the old chief who stood up was more energetic, with an invisible pressure. This was a
It is the majesty of a superior person, and it is also the aura exuded by the actions and gestures of a person who is powerful enough to a certain extent.
"The old chief's cultivation level is so high. I wonder if he has reached the so-called heaven-level realm?" Lin Mo didn't pay much attention to the old chief's words. What he was most interested in now was the old chief's strength.
"I want to fire you." When Lin Mo was secretly guessing about the old leader's cultivation, the old leader suddenly continued.
"Oh... expulsion?" Lin Mo agreed subconsciously, but then his expression cleared up and his sword eyebrows suddenly raised, "Expulsion, expel me from Dragon Soul?"
In fact, Lin Mo didn't care too much about whether he was a member of Dragon Soul. He agreed to join Dragon Soul before, but he was still weak at that time and he needed Dragon Soul as a backer. But now, he has the power to protect himself.
It's just that he is a person who values love and gratitude. He is grateful to Dragon Soul for protecting him and his uncle's family before. Therefore, he has never thought of voluntarily quitting Dragon Soul now that he is strong.
But he didn't take the initiative to quit Dragon Soul, but being fired was not something he could accept. What's more, he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong. During the trip to Tokyo, until what happened back at Dragon Soul headquarters, Lin Mo felt that
, he only has merit and does not make any mistakes.
"Are you dissatisfied?" The old chief asked with a smile when he saw Lin Mo's raised eyebrows, "Do you feel that you only have merit but no fault, so you are unhappy about expelling you like this?"
"Yes." Lin Mo stood up.
"Haha, if it were me, I wouldn't accept it either, and I wouldn't be happy either."
The old chief grinned, "But I still have to expel you, because I don't want you to start this, and I don't want anyone in Dragon Soul to use this as an example in the future and take the opportunity to eradicate dissidents during the execution of the mission. Although you are not,
But in the future, others will also use your example as an excuse. After all, I am not a god, so I can’t know what the process is like when performing tasks outside. Also, I don’t want any private fights between Dragon Soul members and instructors to happen again in the future.
,So, you must be fired.”
The old leader stared at Lin Mo as he spoke, and powerful Qi suddenly surged towards Lin Mo.
Lin Mo noticed that the vitality in his body was immediately moving, his aura was fluctuating, and he was secretly fighting. His eyes were staring at the old leader without blinking, not flinching or fearing because of the opponent's side.
If someone were around the two of them at this time, they would definitely feel a strong and suppressed Qi surging. After a full minute, the two people's bodies suddenly shook, and then Lin Mo stepped back.
Three steps later, the whiteness on his face disappeared in a flash.
"good."
The old leader praised him, but in the midst of the praise he suddenly rushed forward, punched him, and took action!
With this punch, the arm swelled up, the joints made a clicking sound, the joints penetrated, and the whole hand suddenly became much thicker.
Lin Mo suddenly had an illusion. He felt that the thin old leader suddenly became extremely tall, as if he had turned into a tiger descending from the mountain, and he was like the prey of this tiger.
Lin Mo could even smell the sudden smell of blood in the air.
A punch made people feel like bleeding and raining. This is the result of killing a certain number of people, so that the person who made the move was invisibly stained with blood that could not be washed away.
"powerful!"
Lin Mo's heart froze, his body flashed quickly, his feet moved, and Yun Hong performed Snow Step.
However, the old leader's punches changed one after another, covering every inch of his body, like maggots on the tarsal bones, chasing closely, leaving him with no chance to breathe.
Yunhong's Jingxuebu, which was always exquisite and performed like a ghost, was unable to escape the old leader's attack this time.