"Through this, it will not be difficult to guess your intention of setting the fire."
"Qiu Xiaoxiao made a big fuss and Shangjing died."
"You happen to die."
"The only thing that allows you to achieve this level is that Evil Cult really doesn't have much of a foundation left behind."
"If you continue to put it on the table, you will die very miserably."
"So you have to sacrifice Qiu Xiaoxiao, change the reason from light to dark, and maybe even change the name of the sect."
"But for you, it's like breaking an arm. If you want to be as happy as you are, unless someone gives you other benefits."
"And the one who can benefit you is here Human Race... besides me, Ink Pavilion, who else is there?"
"Soul Hunt..."
Yu Mo stared calmly into Zong Ren's eyes with a gentle smile on his face.
But Zong Ren gradually became silent.
He was indeed a little curious about how Yu Mo made the judgment, but the fundamental reason for asking the question was to change the topic.
Can...
What Yu Mo said made him feel a little afraid.
He has always relied on his wisdom to survive, and he is full of confidence in his own wisdom.
But for some reason, in front of Yu Mo, he looked so pale and ridiculous.
"So if I pay attention to you, I will naturally catch Soul Hunt's little tail."
"And what value do you have to Soul Hunt..."
"Evil Cult?"
"The one who was buried by their own hands, with only a few remnants left?"
"This kind of underground force, combined with the attributes of Soul Hunt, Black Market is what they covet the most."
"So..."
"Oh, forget it, I have to tell you so that you can understand. It's boring to talk to."
Yu Mo suddenly became a little boring. "It would be great if Master... he was here."
Yu Mo murmured to himself, a flash of loneliness flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his gentle image.
"The patient answer session is over."
"My lovely prisoner, do you have any questions?"
Yu Mo pushed Wheelchair forward two steps, bent slightly, looked at Zong Ren with a smile and asked.
At this time, Zong Ren's eyes were a little dull, and he didn't even care about his injuries. His whole person looked full of the decadent feeling after failure, which was exactly the same as Sun Wen who had been hit by him.
"It seems there is no more."
"I've been looking forward to this toy for a few days, but it turns out that it has no characteristics other than being a little cruel to myself."
"Not as cute as the residents of Sin City."
"Kill kill kill."
Yu Mo waved his hand.
"Oh."
Yu Sheng nodded, almost without any hesitation, raised the gun and aimed at Zong Ren's eyebrows.
Shi Guang also stood up straight simultaneously, carrying Entrenching Tool.
Neither of them looked at Yu Mo's secretly and crazy eyes.
'Bang'
Gunshot.
But at the last moment of his life, Zong Ren seemed to have unleashed his ultimate Life Force, and turned his head violently.
Bullets hit the wall.
Broken stones scratched his cheek.
The bullet that bounced off shot into his leg again.
"Huh?"
Yu Sheng was a little curious and raised the gun again, but as if he thought of something, he put the gun down again and took out the magazine. There was no bullet in it.
He opened Backpack and rummaged around inside.
Soon, he grabbed several bullets in his hand and pressed them into the magazine.
Zong Ren At this time, there is no time to think about those messy things, there is only one thought left in my mind.
This man is really killing himself!
There are no routines, no psychological tactics, just raise the gun and fight!
If it hadn't been for the sudden inspiration that I had just now, I would be a corpse now.
"Wait!"
"Wait..."
Zong Ren could no longer maintain his composure and shouted violently.
But Yu Sheng has raised his gun again...
"Oh?"
"Wait a minute."
"Let's see what else he plans to talk about?"
Yu Mo's voice sounded, and he still had that disgustingly gentle smile, so hypocritical.
Yu Sheng glanced at Yu Mo blankly, his eyes strange.
Finally, he silently put down the gun.
The dissatisfaction of Shi Guang seems more intuitive.
She just stuck Entrenching Tool into the soil.
Yu Mo looked straight away, as if he didn't see anything at all, but he was slightly relieved in his heart.
Obviously, he didn't expect that Yu Sheng would really do it!
He has no purpose at all, how could he squat in the sin City Gate for several days? Does he really think he has a lot of time?
But with the Yu Sheng shot, Zong Ren should be very cooperative.
"I..."
"What can I do to... survive."
The various messes and weird injuries on his body put him on the verge of fainting, and his voice was weak.
Even the candles held in his hands were dripping with wax.
Hot...
"Why should I let you live?"
"The things you did have completely cut off your way of living, haven't they?"
Yu Mo looked at Zong Ren with a strange expression and asked.
Zong Ren seemed a little silent. After a long time, he continued to speak, "Am I really wrong?"
"Everyone I kill is to survive."
"Yes, from the perspective of justice, I am a heinous person."
"But in my opinion, the only truth is that I live a better life."
"Sacrifice yourself to save others, you are heroes, you can do it."
"I can't do it."
Zong Ren is just like Deathbed Clarity. His tone of voice is much calmer and he looks a little more energetic.
Of course, the main reason is that it's hot.
Time after time, stimulating his nerves.
"Well..."
"You are right, so I still want to kill you."
"Because I'm a psychopath."
"That's reasonable."
Yu Mo nodded in agreement, and then said in a very sincere tone.
"I'm just saying this to prove..."
"As long as I can live, I can do anything."
"Maybe you need me somewhere."
Zong Ren looked at Yu Mo seriously, his voice sincere.