Once upon a time there was a demon pass

early morning.

The sun rises.

Everyone around the door of the room stared at the ordinary wooden door intently.

They were all top existences in Sin City, but none of them made any sound.

It seemed that he was afraid of disturbing the rest of the owner in the room and causing him to be in a bad mood.

At this moment, Yu Mo's strength is no longer important.

Those few quotas for going out of the city, in this crime city, are like tokens giving orders, they can control everything.

far away...

A burly man with blood stains on his body, his face slightly pale, came slowly from the morning sun, and sat in the distance, cross-legged, with his eyes closed, without saying a word.

About a few minutes later, a woman who was also injured came closer and chose a place where no one was there, so she couldn't even think about it.

Although it is still uncertain how the competition for Yu Mo's quota will unfold, the people present are already filled with hostility among each other.

They kept a distance from each other and watched vigilantly.

Between each other or three or two people together, or a lone wolf, wandering on the edge.

As strong as Chu Huai, he led more than a dozen people, occupied the position closest to the door, and looked around with a smile on his face.

And the brawny man, who only learned the news last night, also brought seven or eight people, who were in the closest position to Chu Huai, and stared at him hostilely.

The atmosphere outside the door was oppressive and dignified.

And inside the door...

"Grandma, please, look at your remote control more..."

"Normal people have to go to the toilet when they wake up in the morning..."

Yu Mo was sitting in a wheelchair, wanting to cry, his fingers frantically waving in front of the small camera.

But still no response.

Just open the door and go out and start pretending, it's still uncomfortable to hold your urine.

don't go out...

It is even more uncomfortable to delay oneself to pretend to be forced.

For today's grand occasion, Yu Mo planned a full year in advance!

Now, because of a piss, he isolated himself here.

"Pre...Senior..."

"Ah, it's alright."

Yu Mo trembled slightly all over, looked at the Confucian scholar not far away, and tried to speak.

But when he saw the Confucian scholar's blank expression, Yu Mo abruptly held back his words.

No!

Can't mention it!

This inscrutable image of myself as a Taoist guardian must not be broken!

The human design is broken, and Jiujue's free thugs may be gone!

As for Zongren...

Yu Mo watched silently, and gave up his thoughts without hesitation.

Among the countless actions he conceived for Zongren, the only way out for Zongren was to bring himself to die together.

But the probability is only one percent.

Especially with Confucian scholars as bodyguards, the chance has dropped to [-].

But if I insist on going up to give the head, it's not easy to say.

Oh, you'll look really stupid.

If he was Yu Mo, [-] percent, when he took him to the bathroom, he would kill him and run away.

1 minute alive is 1 minute.

It doesn't hurt to die.

This ruthless big brother can do this.

Fortunately, time finally responded to him.

The wheelchair swayed slightly, as if asking.

Yu Mo breathed a sigh of relief as if he had just been released from prison after being sentenced for ten years, and his whole body trembled, but as soon as he relaxed, the urge to urinate suddenly became more obvious.

He frantically took out a pen and paper from the inside pocket of the wheelchair, wrote down the words "Go to the toilet", and pointed it at the screen.

But soon, as if he remembered something, he took the paper back and added a few strokes.

'After going to the toilet, please control me to the door, thank you. '

After confirming that Shi Shi had received all his signals, Yu Mo was completely relieved.

Shamefully in the backyard, he saw a small hole appearing in the cushion of his wheelchair again. After solving his physical needs, he went back to the room, and when he passed by Zong Ren, he gave Zong Ren an inexplicable stare.

Zongren always sat in the corner.

Due to the continuous serious injury and death within a few days, although the energy has been restored, he still looks very sluggish and pale.

He looked a little dull, with his head down all the time, and his sense of existence was very low.

Often absent minded, not knowing what to think.

The original fierce and infinite fighting spirit and spirit seemed to have disappeared at this time, leaving only dead silence.

It seemed that he had already seen his own destiny clearly.

perhaps...

After completing his final mission, he will die.

die...

This has always been Zongren's most hated word.

Of course, only limited to myself.

Perhaps even he himself has not thought about how to deal with this situation if one day he is really faced with it.

But now, he has plenty of time to think.

Even when facing Yu Mo's inexplicable staring eyes at him, Zong Ren didn't show any emotion. He just raised his head indifferently, glanced at him, and lowered his head silently.

"Hey, cheer up!"

"Is this really what you want to see?"

"In my eyes, you have always been a sinister and vicious big devil!"

"If such a small setback makes you lose your fighting spirit, I will be very disappointed!"

"Come on, for survival!"

"As long as the fire in your heart is not extinguished, as long as there is still a light for you in the darkness, you should not give up the hope of life!"

"Even if you are being used as cannon fodder, even if you are being used, you have to complete your mission well and prove your worth!"

"Perhaps in this way, you will be able to find a chance to survive?"

"Come on!"

Seeing Zong Ren's face full of decline, Yu Mo took a deep breath, and his tone suddenly became impassioned, full of the blood of a sophomore boy, and looked at Zong Ren with eyes full of encouragement.

That is to say, it is really a bit boring.

But the atmosphere is really hot!

Zong Ren raised his head blankly and looked at the guy in the wheelchair whom he loathed but was afraid of. Just as he was about to say something, he watched the wheelchair go away.

And Yu Mo was still facing him right now.

In other words, the wheelchair is going backwards...