"He said, I'll wait for you at eight o'clock tonight."
Zong Ren used the crutches hard to prevent himself from falling, and looked at Yu Mo expressionlessly and said.
"Eight o'clock..."
Yu Mo looked at the time, there were only about two hours left until eight o'clock.
He raised his head again and stared at Zong Ren, as if he wanted to see through something. "You said... why did he not kill you, but let you back?"
"Do you suspect that I am setting up a trap with him?"
"It's of no benefit to me."
Zong Ren shook his head slightly. "Compared to what he said, if we cooperate with you, we have a greater chance of survival."
"What words!"
"What a chance of survival!"
"I want you to stand in the position of the person in charge of Light Group in the future!"
"I would feel very sad if you died."
Yu Mo's expression was a little exaggerated, he glared at Zong Ren and then said.
But compared to the previous times, the tone of Yu Mo this time was not so sincere.
The performance is missing some soul.
Zong Ren stared at Yu Mo for a long time, and finally shook his head gently. "So, the value of my interests is running out?"
"Indeed..."
"But if you can find a way to survive in the next few missions, you can try it."
"I think there is still a chance."
Seeing Zong Ren expose his lie so directly, Yu Mo's expression remained unchanged and he was not embarrassed at all. He never mentioned the matter of the person in charge of Light Group, but kindly analyzed it for Zong Ren.
"There is still a chance of survival."
"I won't let you face a certain death situation."
"If you must die..."
"You will never work for me again."
"What's more, just now, someone said that you have the aura of the protagonist and you can't die."
Yu Mo said with a chuckle, and then looked outside the door. In the dark night, Yu Sheng was no longer there. Confucian Scholar was still sitting at the door dully, raising his head and looking at the sky.
It's a cloudy day today, there are no stars, and even the moon is only faintly visible.
But Confucian Scholar looked at it very seriously, with eyes full of obsession.
It's like...
That was the most beautiful scene in his eyes.
"Hmm."
"I understand."
Zong Ren nodded lightly, walked to the corner with difficulty, found a chair and sat on it.
"Well, you eat this before I leave."
Looking at Zong Ren, who was sitting on the chair without any change in expression, and very quiet, Yu Mo thought about it seriously, rummaged in his pocket for a long time, and finally found a dark Medicinal Pills, and threw it towards Zong Ren.
Zong Ren subconsciously took it and did not ask childishly what it was. He just silently held it in his mouth and swallowed it in front of Yu Mo.
"Wow..."
"You ate too quickly!"
"I'm not done yet!"
"This thing will be poisonous in three hours, the effect is very fast!"
"I won't go out in two hours..."
"You didn't die at home before I came back, did you?"
"Young man, don't be too impulsive!"
Yu Mo had a look of hatred on his face, and glared at Zong Ren angrily.
Zong Ren's raised hand was slightly stiff, feeling the medicine he had swallowed...
"But you won't let me die like this."
After saying that, Zong Ren was no longer in the mood to talk. He just leaned his body against the wall, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
"Boring people."
"Not even in a joking mood."
Yu Mo muttered twice, finally withdrew his gaze, pushed Wheelchair to Confucian Scholar, and accompanied him to raise his head and look at the night sky.
Although he couldn't see anything, Yu Mo showed the same obsession.
That expression is exactly the same as Confucian Scholar.
The two just stared at the sky and didn't speak for a long time.
Time keeps passing...
"It's so beautiful..."
Confucian Scholar murmured to himself, with a smile on his lips and eyes full of yearning.
Yu Mo nodded gently, slowly closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. "It is beautiful."
After saying that, Yu Mo opened his eyes again.
"Freedom, darkness..."
"Unfettered."
"At this moment, I am who I am."
"It's really good."
Yu Mo had a smile on his lips, as if he was explaining to Confucian Scholar, and seemed to be asking and answering questions for himself.
On this Sin City street, the two of them became quiet again.
"Senior, let's go."
Yu Mo glanced at the time, turned his head and looked at Confucian Scholar and said.
Confucian Scholar was a little confused. "Where to go?"
"Looking for Big Fool."
"He is also a person who needs to be redeemed in this city."
"And with his strength, if we redeem him, there should be more Incense!"
Yu Mo answered patiently.
Confucian Scholar was thoughtful, his eyes full of expectation, but he soon became annoyed and scratched his hair. "But... I can't beat him..."
"Huh?"
"He's... much better than you?"
Yu Mo's body stiffened. Obviously, he was completely unprepared for what Confucian Scholar said.
Everyone is Ninth Awakening, and most of Sin City's energy has been blocked...
Why can't I beat him?
"My strength comes from here..."
Confucian Scholar pointed at his brain, his tone also a little confused. "I can't explain it clearly, but in my memory, power comes from the brain."
"That old man's strength comes from his heart."
"Although he didn't say it, I can feel it."
Confucian Scholar's tone gradually became serious. "And that Big Fool, his power comes from... the body, Muscles..."
"If there wasn't that sense of restraint, I wouldn't be afraid of him."
"But now..."
"He is very resistant to beatings and has great strength."
"I'm afraid of being beaten to death by him..."
Confucian Scholar honestly expressed his fear of death and refused the request to go with Yu Mo.
"Well, I still have to absorb Incense and return to that world. I can't die."
Finally, Confucian Scholar added another reason why he was afraid of death, proving that he was not really afraid of death.