Once upon a time there was a demon pass

At this time, on the street in the distance, an old man leaning on a cane and with his eyes closed walked slowly towards Yu Mo.

His walking speed was obviously very slow, but after each step, his figure moved forward as if teleporting.

Yu Mo saw the old man and slowly sat up straight.

Until the old man completely stood in front of him.

"As I said, Sin City has its own rules."

The old man spoke lightly.

Yu Mo's expression remained unchanged, even if there was no one around him, this old man could take his life at any time.

"But the younger generation also said that sometimes, the old rules often mean invalid."

"Otherwise, after so many years, why is Sin City still Sin City?"

Yu Mo looked at the old man seriously, with a calm tone.

"As you said, it is precisely because of the rules that after so many years, Sin City is still Sin City."

The old man spoke again, his tone was vicissitudes.

"Senior, have you ever walked out of Sin City in these years?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Yu Mo's mouth.

The old man shook his head: "No."

"So, you don't know what's going on outside Sin City."

"I don't know the pressure the outside world is facing, let alone what we are facing."

"In your eyes, there is only this city."

"but..."

"What I see is the whole world."

"Or, do you think...when the whole world collapses, is the city of sin still the city of sin?"

Yu Mo spoke slowly, with a gentle voice and a sincere tone.

The old man was silent.

I didn't speak for a long time.

The street was quiet again.

His hand was resting on his ordinary crutch, he clenched it tightly several times, and loosened it several times.

"I told you when you came into town..."

"Always leave a root for Sin City."

The old man spoke again.

But Yu Mo shook his head, with a daze on his face: "So this time, the outer city did not participate in the competition."

The old man froze.

At this moment, the heart like an ancient well couldn't help but turbulent, and once again clenched the crutch tightly.

outer city...

Those guys, also called Genji?

"As you said, I have a small vision and a low profile."

"but..."

"That's what I've stuck to all my life."

"Maybe after many years, I will regret my behavior today, but at least for now..."

The old man finally slowly raised the crutch in his hand.

Even Yu Mo could clearly hear the old man's powerful heartbeat.

Wisps of energy spread out from the old man's heart and permeated the air.

Although the old man did not open his eyes, his breath was locked on Yu Mo.

Under the pressure of fear, Yu Mo had no doubts at all that he would die in the next second.

"Senior, the foundation you have developed in Sin City over the years is too small..."

"I just screened five people out of the city, and didn't mention those who failed, and they really died."

Just as the old man's crutch was pointing at the top of his head, Yu Mo spoke quietly.

The old man stopped in mid-air, quietly waiting for the next sentence.

"I can't say that there is no punishment for failure."

"The people who are screened out in this way will have moisture."

"Besides, what I let Confucian scholars take is the road of incense. It's not good to kill people, and he can't do it either."

"But the fake killing, the man found out that he was not dead, excited, and thanked the Confucian scholar by the way, it became reasonable..."

"Besides, with my personality, after leaving the city of sin, if I don't send in 2000 people, I will be considered as dereliction of duty."

"However, the final population of Sin City will be larger and stronger..."

Yu Mo was panting as he spoke, just like the person who likes to challenge the limit on the edge of life and death.

One second I was arguing with the old man about the meaning of the rules, and the next second I gave up...

And what he said still makes sense.

"You mean... not to kill?"

The old man retracted his crutch silently, and the roar of his heart beating like thunder gradually disappeared.

It looks like it's back to that vulnerable look again.

"I was just kidding you."

"So many good seedlings, kill the waste."

"Keep one out every year, I'll prostitute for nothing, how appropriate."

"Of course, that Zongren must be killed."

"There is a personal grievance."

Yu Mo seemed to have thought of something, and added: "And those who leave the city, the background before entering the city should also be screened, and those who have no conscience are not allowed."

"In order to stop this black box game, do you know how long I have been tossing..."

Yu Mo's tone was resentful, and he looked very pitiful.

The old man didn't know what to say for a while.

"Um..."

"I misunderstood you and owe you a favor..."

The old man turned around resolutely, leaned on a cane and walked to the distance, and said his own mantra by the way.

But Yu Mo and Yu Sheng are still different after all.

Yu Mo looked at the old man's back, and shouted: "Senior, don't be later, just now!"

"Is this favor repaid?"

The figure of the old man was squatting in place. Obviously, he couldn't figure out why someone could be so thick-skinned...

"Say."

But it's not his style to say what he said one second, and then take it back the next second.

He turned around silently and spoke lightly.

"Give me five places to go out of the city."

"Otherwise I'm afraid I'll be beaten to death."

"I'm dead, how can I infuse you with a steady stream of fresh blood in Sin City in the future."

"2000 people guarantee the bottom line a year, and 2 people in ten years!"

"Five for [-], earn in blood!"

"Don't talk about the quota for going out of the city, you don't have one."

"I don't believe it."

A cunning flashed in Yu Mo's eyes, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The old man was completely silent.

The heart beat violently again, and the roar sounded again.

His emotions continued to fluctuate.

When he finally spoke, his tone was full of disbelief: "You don't have a place to go out of the city?"

"When my ancestor died, Sin City hadn't appeared yet, so how could there be places to go out of the city?"

"If I was such a dick, I wouldn't come to Sin City."

"I left Sin City by myself because of the privilege given by the Pavilion Master Moge."

Yu Mo didn't blush, he couldn't breathe, he just looked at the old man and said.

The old man couldn't help but clenched the crutch in his hand.

"Originally, when I entered Sin City, I just wanted to observe the environment in Sin City."

"By the way, let's learn about the city of sin."

"But I'm lucky, I just met you when I entered Sin City!"

"With a few words from you, I know that you definitely have a hidden identity in Sin City!"

"so..."

"Do I need to expand on how I got the idea around this?"

Yu Mo seemed to have completely lost sight of the old man's hands holding the cane, and said with a smile.