When Yang Mo heard this, he quickly hung up the phone and ran out. Seeing this, Yang Weiguo quickly shouted: "Where are you going? The food is ready. It's not too late to leave after eating!"
"I'm in a hurry. Let's talk about it another day when we have a chance."
Yang Mo put down these words, quickly got into the car, and sped away.
After Yang Mo left, He Baobao slowly walked behind Yang Weiguo, looked at the sports car riding away, sighed slightly, and said: "Actually, this kid is quite good, we owed him a lot before. "
Hearing this, Yang Weiguo looked at Baobao He who was getting thinner and thinner with some surprise. Suddenly he felt that Baobao He was quite beautiful. It turned out that the saying "a man's words are kind even when he is about to die" was true.
He Baobao abused Yang Mo for eighteen years. In the end, he only repented when he was about to die. But okay, even though it was a little late, I finally woke up.
At the same time, Yang Mo had already driven all the way to Dahao City. When he got off the car, he found four tall and sturdy monks blocking the door with a fierce expression on their faces. People walking around were so frightened that they didn't dare to go in. Fortunately, it was daytime and it didn't delay the business much. If it were at night, the three evil-faced doormen would have ruined the turnover of millions.
"Three masters, what's the point of coming to my entertainment place?" Yang Mo asked as he got out of the car, clasped hands and saluted.
When the three monks saw Yang Mo appear, the middle one asked, "Are you the person in charge here?"
"Exactly." Yang Mo nodded, not shying away.
"Where is my senior brother?" The guy on the left with raised eyebrows shouted fiercely: "Hurry up and hand it over!"
"Who is your senior brother?" Yang Mo asked pretending to be confused.
"My senior brother Huang Ye." The monk on the right with a black mole at the corner of his mouth replied.
"Sorry, we have never had a yellow-leafed monk here. And a place like ours is not suitable for monks to come and have fun." Yang Mo shook his head and said: "You three, please go back. If you continue to hinder our business like this, All I had to do was call the police.¡±
"That day, my senior brother became obsessed with practicing kung fu. He came here to unload his kung fu, and then he lost contact with us. If you didn't detain him, who could it be?" The monk in the middle asked sternly.
"We who run entertainment venues have always sought wealth rather than anger. It is useless for us to detain your senior brother." Yang Mo was neither humble nor arrogant. He took a step forward and said loudly: "Those who are missing every day in this world are There are so many people, everyone comes to my place to make trouble, do I still want to do business? I can understand your feelings of looking for my senior brother, buthe is really not here with us, you three, please come back!"
"Hmph If you don't hand over your people today, we will smash up your bastard." Monk Black Mole shouted loudly, slammed his Zen staff on the ground, and immediately made a big hole.
This power is really amazing. Although it is slightly inferior to the Huangye monk that day, there are three monks here, working together, even if Yang Mo has made great progress in the past two days, the outcome is still unpredictable.
"Three of you are so arrogant and unreasonable, then I can only ask the police to come and mediate." Yang Mo shook his head, turned to call the police, it was best not to take action, and he was not afraid of taking action if he had to.
Phew!
Yang Mo just took out his cell phone, but before he put it to his ear, a strong wind hit him. He quickly deflected it to one side, only to see a Zen staff grazing his body and hitting the ground hard Bang! A big hole exploded in the ground immediately.
If it hits the head with such force, all the brains will be smashed out.
"Three of you, don't bully others too much!" Yang Mo jumped to the side and said with an extremely serious face.
"Oh, you are still a practitioner. It seems that my senior brother must have been controlled by you. You also want to get his desire refining method, dream!" The monk in the middle roared angrily and said: "Brothers, stand shoulder to shoulder! Catch him and force him to find out Huang Ye¡¯s whereabouts!¡±
When the man in the middle said this, the three of them immediately set up a formation, with their Zen staffs pointed at Yang Mo, ready to beat Yang Mo to death on the spot at any time.
After Yang Mo heard what he shouted, his heart was pounding. The monk's words just now made him understand that these three people were not really here to save their senior brother, but for his sexual training method. Come.
Since they are not monolithic, they can only be divided into pieces, and there is no need to use force at all.
"You three want to refine the desire method, right?" Yang Mo smiled faintly and said slowly: "Huang Ye is indeed in my hand, and the desire refinement method is also under my control."
As soon as Yang Mo said this, the three of them looked at each other with suspicion. But the movements of his hands stopped.
Whoops!
??Taking advantage of their distraction, Yang Mo quickly mobilized his inner energy and shot out the silver needle on his wrist Poof, it immediately pierced the forehead of the leading monk. The monk didn't even make a sound, and fell directly. Fall to the ground. He wasn't dead, but he was close to death.
Seeing the leader fall to the ground, the other two people immediately became angry and held up their Zen staffs to blast Yang Mo to death.
Against the three people, Yang Mo didn't have much chance of winning, but against the two people in front of him, he was very confident. But he was still unwilling to take action against them, but continued: "Don't you think I have done you a big favor? Now, one less person knows about the art of refining desire."
Yang Mo¡¯s words were very soft, but it was undeniable that they were very convincing to the two of them.
The two immediately slowed down their movements and looked at each other, feeling that what Yang Mo said was reasonable.
Whoops!
The two of them slowed down their movements, and Yang Mo shot out the silver thread again without hesitation Poof! Once again, it passed through the forehead of a monk, and he fell to the ground just like the first monk.
Now, only the lone black mole monk is left.
The black mole monk said this when he saw the two senior brothers. He was determined not to listen to Yang Mo's nonsense anymore. He clenched his Zen staff and rushed forward with an angry shout.
Yang Mo is not afraid of hitting two people. Isn¡¯t it easy to hit him alone?
Poof!
Yang Mo grabbed the Zen staff that came from the black mole monk with one hand. The black mole monk was the weakest among the three, which was 60% of Yang Mo's level. After Yang Mo easily grabbed his Zen staff, he swung it hard and threw him to the ground. Before he could get up, he rushed over, pointed the Zen staff between his eyebrows, and said coldly: "Move again." I¡¯ll stab you to death in one go!¡±
When the black mole monk heard this, he immediately stopped moving. But he said viciously: "You are so cruel!"
"No poison, no husband!" Yang Mo smiled faintly, took a step forward, and chopped him unconscious with a knife. Then he made a phone call and asked Huang Daoheng to drive a business car over, load the three monks into the car, and then An abandoned factory was pulled out directly.
Entering the factory, Yang Mo asked Huang Changheng, "Where was that monk the day before yesterday?"
"Perfect solution." Huang Changheng whispered in Yang Mo's ear, not saying too much, for fear that Yang Mo would be nauseous and would never be able to eat again.
"Did you find anything on him?" Yang Mo asked casually.
"Yes!" Huang Changheng nodded quickly, then took out a ring from his pocket and said, "This ring was not broken in the meat mincer. It looks like there is no trace at all. It should be a good thing."
Meat mincer?
Yang Mo muttered slightly, and just as he was about to think about it, he quickly brought himself back to reality. He didn't dare to imagine that scene, it was too terrifying.
Yang Mo took the ring and looked at it for a few times. There was nothing particularly strange about the ring, except that it had a sapphire blue stone inlaid in the middle. But when he looked carefully, he felt that it was unfathomable, as if there was a drop of living water inside. There are ripples in the deepest part, wave after wave, very mysterious and far away.
Yang Mo thought for a while, then picked up a basin of water and poured the black mole directly to wake him up. He put the ring next to him. Before he could ask any questions, he shouted in surprise: "The great method of refining desire, the great method of refining desire! It¡¯s indeed in your hands.¡±
So this is the method of refining desire?
Yang Mo muttered and put the ring on the little finger of his left hand. As soon as the ring entered the finger, it immediately flickered, and a beam of light emerged from the drop of living water deep in the sapphire blue stone.
"Where is my senior brother?" After the black mole monk exclaimed, he asked about his senior brother Huang Ye.
"Your senior brother is dead." Yang Mo replied very calmly, and threatened him: "If you don't want to die, just tell me the origin of this ring."
"I'm not afraid of death." The black mole monk said very forcefully.
"Then are you afraid that life would be worse than death?" Yang Mo sneered. The last thing he was afraid of was hard bones. He had many ways to make hard bones soft. He pulled out a dagger and gently pulled a piece of flesh from his body. The black mole monk was in pain and screamed loudly, which was even more tragic than killing a pig.
"Does it hurt?" Yang Mo asked with a smile, his expression did not change. To him, this scene was not shocking at all. Isn't it just cutting off a piece of flesh from a person's belly?
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" The black mole monk screamed loudly. He had no time to answer Yang Mo's question as to whether it hurt. Besides, isn¡¯t this nonsense?
"Doesn't it hurt?" Yang Mo asked and answered, and then told Huang Changheng next to him: "I just saw a bag of industrial salt at the door. Go and bring it to me."
Huang ChanghengHearing this, he hurried over to move it.
In the past, he thought his uncle was gentle and polite, but he didn't expect that he would be so ruthless. Even a veteran like him couldn't cut open a person's belly without changing his face and without a beating heart.
After a while, Huang Changheng brought the industrial salt over. Yang Mo grabbed a handful and lightly sprinkled it on Monk Black Mole's wound. The pain immediately made Monk Black Mole burst into tears and howled.
Seeing how miserable he was, Yang Mo not only didn't stop, but grabbed another handful. This time, he didn't throw it away, but rubbed it directly on the wound. Under the strong corrosiveness of industrial salt, the pain caused Black Mole Monk to twitch and cry with tears and runny nose.
"Are you still being tough?" Yang Mo rubbed his hands for a while, took out a dagger, pointed it at his face, and said, "If you don't say anything, I will cut your face off."
"I said, I said, I said." The black mole monk finally couldn't hold on any longer and cried bitterly.
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