"How about... take him and run away?"
Shi Guang After thinking deeply for several seconds, he tried to ask a question.
Regarding Shi Guang's suggestion, Yu Sheng did not respond immediately, but also fell into deep thought.
Ten seconds later, seeing Confucian Scholar slowly sitting up straight on the branch, Yu Sheng said, "This may affect his plan."
"You can try to control Wheelchair to spin around in place. Well... let's just let Wheelchair walk like a question mark on the ground. This way the meaning will be more obvious."
After clarifying the logic, a bright light flashed in Yu Sheng's eyes.
Shi Guang suddenly understood, nodded, and continued to operate the Remote Control in his hand.
"Senior, people in the outside world say you are crazy and should stay away from you."
"But I don't believe it."
"A madman could not do such a thing."
"Maybe we could try ditching..."
Facing the increasingly crazy Confucian Scholar, Yu Mo remained calm and talked freely, even always with a smile on their faces.
Then...
Wheelchair began to Rules move impatiently, walking out of a beautiful arc.
There even happened to be a small stone at the end of the arc.
Wheelchair pressed on the stone, bounced up, and then paused on the ground, completing the last point of the question mark.
Yu Mo fell into a daze for a moment, but soon came to his senses, bent down, looked at the small camera on the armrest of Wheelchair, and shook his head slightly.
"Well, he's fine."
Yu Sheng looked at the face of Yu Mo on the screen and spoke slowly.
"Oh, okay."
Shi Guang nodded and said no more.
Yu Mo breathed a sigh of relief, but when he raised his head, he found that crazy Confucian Scholar had been standing in front of him at some point, his face almost touching his, with a silly smile on his face.
Especially, there was a fishy smell that was constantly coming out of his mouth, which was very unpleasant.
"Senior..."
Yu Mo's pupils contracted slightly, but he soon regained his composure. He looked at Confucian Scholar who was very close to him in a calm voice and said calmly, "Junior, I came here with sincerity. Do you really not care about Sin City?"
"If you didn't care, you wouldn't have stayed here for so many years."
"Of course, if the senior is really out of his mind and all the junior's guesses are wrong, then... just think that the senior has made a wrong bet."
As he said that, Yu Mo slowly closed his eyes without saying a word, quietly waiting for everything to finally come.
It's just that his bet is a bit big. If he fails, he will pay with his own life.
Confucian Scholar still had red eyes, just sticking to Yu Mo's side, and Yu Mo could even hear his breathing clearly.
"Blood!"
"I saw a lot of blood."
"Hahahahaha, it's all blood, you are the devil!"
For a long time, Confucian Scholar's face became distorted, and he just stood there, covering his face, and laughed a little crazy.
His body was shaking with his smile, and his tone of voice was also strange.
The sound is sharp and has a slight upward pitch at the end, making it very uncomfortable to listen to.
But Yu Mo, who had his eyes closed, breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his lips. He slowly opened his eyes, looked at Confucian Scholar who was already some distance away from him, and said softly, "But senior, this blood is valuable."
"Hahahaha, madman."
"I am a madman, the blind old man is a madman, and that Big Fool is a madman."
"Even you!"
"Also a lunatic!"
When he said the last sentence, Confucian Scholar suddenly leaned over, leaning on the armrests of Wheelchair with both hands, bending over, his messy long hair covering his face, leaving only a pair of eyes looming.
And his eyes were fixed on Yu Mo, and his words were vague and nondescript.
"But sometimes, the world needs crazy people."
Facing Confucian Scholar, whose mental state was obviously not right, Yu Mo's expression did not change at all, his tone of voice remained calm, and he looked directly at Confucian Scholar without giving in.
"No, the world doesn't need anything!"
"Since we were born, we have been a cancer growing in this world, a cancer that needs to be cut away!"
"The so-called needs are just an excuse to satisfy yourself!"
"Hahahahahaha, we are all rubbish."
"The rubbish needs to be swept away."
"Thousands of years later, all dust will return to dust, dust will return to dust, but this world will still exist!"
"We always boast that the world needs us!"
"But why don't you think about it, we need this world."
At this time, Confucian Scholar seems to have become more sober and speaks a lot more.
Even his gaze seemed calm at this time.
But Yu Mo listened to his words, still expressionless, and was not guided by him at all.
"Maybe you're right."
"But at least for this moment, we are living in this world."
After looking directly at Confucian Scholar's topic, Yu Mo spoke again.
"At the end of the day, we're just a bunch of bandits."
"Occupy the land of this world and possess its resources wantonly."
"Shh..."
"Listen, it's shouting..."
"It's howling."
"It hurts, it really hurts, listen, listen!"
However, Confucian Scholar, who had just been sane for half a minute, became crazy again. The veins on his neck popped out as he stared at Yu Mo and kept roaring.
Even now, I can't figure out the logic of the two people's chat.
It was completely out of the blue, but the two of them found the conversation very interesting.
"I heard it."
"So, we need to save the world!"
"Only us lunatics can end this!"
"So, let the blood return to the earth and reduce the number of robbers. Do you want to join this righteous team?"
Yu Mo looked extremely solemn at this moment, staring at Confucian Scholar seriously and asked.
Confucian Scholar did not respond.
Just looking at each other from the distance with Yu Mo.
After a long time, Confucian Scholar laughed crazily again. While laughing, he shook his head. "No, that's not the case."
"Why should we pity the world."
"Listen, its wailing sound sounds like a beautiful piece of music."
"It's pleasing to the eye, it's pleasing to the eye!"
Confucian Scholar's words suddenly changed, like the positive side of a debate suddenly jumping to the negative side.
He also slapped himself in the face with the logic he threw out before.
"We are all robbers. How can robbers have a sense of justice?"
"We were originally... the worst people in this world."
Confucian Scholar's voice became clearer and clearer, and finally he stood still, motionless, smiling foolishly.
Even when he opened his mouth, you could vaguely see a trace of flesh foam between his teeth.
Including his teeth, there was still some blood.
The entire Image looks extremely ferocious.