Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Oh, that's amazing."

Yu Sheng praised in amazement, raised his gun again, and aimed at those people on the roof.

For a moment, these elites in the city of sin looked very weak under the guns in Yu Sheng's hands.

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

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

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

At least far more powerful than a crossbow.

If it was an ordinary person, even with a gun, they would easily kill him.

But the one with the gun in front of him... is the pervert Yu Sheng.

It couldn't be beaten in the first place, but now it is directly hit by dimensionality reduction.

For a moment the air became quiet.

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

The instinctive feeling after their lives were threatened made them restless and their hairs exploded.

"What is this for?"

"They are all excellent talents. It's a pity that too many people died."

Smiling the whole time, looking harmless to humans and animals, Yu Mo, who was sitting in a wheelchair, finally spoke.

It was just a light sentence that instantly relaxed the tense atmosphere.

But the timing of his words was ingenious.

Don't say it early, don't say it later.

It wasn't until the sense of crisis in these people's hearts became more and more serious that the gunpowder was about to be ignited before they spoke slowly.

All of a sudden, these people subconsciously set their eyes on him.

"We came to Sin City to make friends."

"The fewer enemies, the better."

"Bringing some weapons with you is just for self-protection."

"Everyone, don't take offense."

An apology appeared on Yu Mo's face at the right time. Although he said so, he didn't mean to let Yu Sheng put away the gun at all.

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

"I love making friends right here in Sin City."

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

Chu Huai broke his mouth when Yu Mo said, and winked at the people on the roof.

This murderous atmosphere was swept away in an instant.

It's just that he never mentioned the words of blocking the rest of his life and time from the door.

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

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

The bullets of the gun are limited. When the number of people increases, it is not necessarily easy to use a dagger with a gun in hand.

But the people he led this time were all elites, who focused on strength rather than weight.

Instead, it was a disadvantage.

Yu Sheng put down the gun slowly, but he didn't put it away, he was still holding it in his hand, it was so bright, Chu Huai's heart was beating fast when he saw it.

If this pervert really went crazy today and killed the few people he had accumulated so hard, then it would be really difficult for him to go out of the city this year.

But this also reflects from the side how unfathomable the guy in the wheelchair is outside the city of sin.

Perhaps, such things as going out of the city are not groundless.

For a while, Chu Huai finally paid more attention to this negotiation, instead of using it as a pawn to arrange things in the sin city.

"I don't know what to call it?"

In the corner of the living room, Chu Huai opened a safe with three locks, and carefully took out a broken bag from it.

Take out a little bit of tea from the broken bag and put it in the pot.

Bring it to a boil, and pour a cup for Yu Mo himself.

In Sin City, tea, a kind of enjoyment, is even more valuable than gold.

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

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

Bitter, astringent...

Obviously the lowest grade tea.

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

"Yu?"

Chu Huai immediately discovered the important point.

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

It's not like Yu Sheng, time.

So I am very sensitive to the surname Yu.

He looked into Yu Mo's eyes with some anticipation, as if he was asking for proof.

It wasn't until Yu Mo nodded with a smile that he became shocked.

No matter how irritable he is, he usually keeps his inner calm. For the first time, he became a little flustered. He stood up on the chair and kept walking around the room.

After a long time, he stopped his footsteps, sat on the chair again, and the expression on his face barely regained his composure.

"Descendants of the Yu family, come to Sin City..."

"I can't figure it out."

"Even if our group of guys leave Sin City, it's too late to practice again."

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

"So your target shouldn't be us."

Chu Huai, who had calmed down again, became agile again, grasped the point in an instant, looked at Yu Mo and asked.

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 number of places is limited."

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

Yu Mo pointed out the window and said lightly.

And there, the 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 thoughtful, and after a long silence, he spoke slowly.

It's just that the voice has become a little hoarse.

That excitement has completely disappeared.

There was even a little more vigilance in his eyes.

There is no unreasonable favor in this world, everything has its own 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, that indifferent smile looked a little irritated to Chu Huai at the moment.

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

Looking at the words on the table, Chu Huai's pupils shrank, and he stared at the cripple in front of him in disbelief, breathing heavily.

"Are you crazy?"

He yelled almost subconsciously.

Yu Mo slowly wiped off the water stains on the table, and still looked at Chu Huai calmly: "Is it important whether I'm crazy or not?"

"As long as the final result, or what I come up with, is what you need, then all of this is not a problem."

"And now, it depends on what you think."

After saying these words, Yu Mo leaned on the wheelchair, stopped talking, and patiently waited for an answer.

The room fell into silence.

For the rest of his life, time had no idea of ​​getting involved at all, and he just stood not far away, even in the mood to discuss the layout of this building.

Occasionally express my surprise.

Time goes by.

Streams of sweat appeared on Chu Huai's forehead.

"I agree."

When he spoke again, his voice was already extremely hoarse, and his eyes became much sharper. He was no longer the usual image of an ordinary-looking good old man.