At this time, on the street in the distance, a Old Man, who was leaning on a cane and with his eyes closed, walked slowly in the direction of Yu Mo.
His walking speed was obviously very slow, but after each step, his figure moved forward like Teleportation.
Yu Mo saw Old Man, and the figure slowly sat upright.
Until Old Man stood completely in front of him.
"I said, Sin City has its own Rules."
Old Man spoke lightly.
Yu Mo's expression remains unchanged, even if there is no one around him, Old Man can take his life at any time.
"But the junior also said that sometimes, the old Rules often means invalid."
"Otherwise, after so many years, why is Sin City still Sin City."
Yu Mo looked at Old Man seriously and spoke calmly.
"As you said, it is precisely because of where Rules is that after so many years, Sin City is still Sin City."
Old Man spoke again, his tone changed.
"Senior, have you ever walked out of Sin City in these years?"
Yu Mo A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Old Man shook his head. "No."
"So, you don't know the situation outside Sin City."
"We don't know the pressure the outside world is facing, let alone what we are facing."
"You only have this city in your eyes."
"But..."
"What I saw was the whole world."
"In other words, do you think... when the whole world collapses, Sin City, or Sin City?"
Yu Mo speaks slowly, with a gentle voice and a sincere tone.
Old Man was silent.
Didn't speak for a long time.
The street is quiet again.
His hand rested on his ordinary crutch, clenching it several times and loosening it several times.
"As I said when you came into town..."
"Always leave a root for Sin City."
Old Man spoke again.
But Yu Mo shook his head, with a look of confusion on his face. "So Competition and Outer City did not participate this time."
Old Man was stunned.
His heart, which was like an ancient well, couldn't help but surge up, and he once again tightened his grip on the crutches.
Outer City...
Those guys are also called Genji?
"As you said, my vision is small and my structure is low."
"But..."
"This is also something I insist on throughout my life."
"Perhaps many years from now, I will regret my behavior, but at least for now..."
Old Man finally slowly raised the crutch in his hand.
Even Yu Mo could clearly hear the powerful heartbeat of Old Man.
Wisps of energy spread out from Old Man's heart and filled the air.
Although Old Man did not open his eyes, his aura was locked on Yu Mo.
Under the pressure of fear, Yu Mo had no doubt that he would die in the next second.
"Senior, the foundation you have developed in Sin City over the years is too small..."
"I only screened out five people who left the city. I didn't say anything about failure. They are really dead."
Just as Old Man pointed the crutch at the top of his head, Yu Mo spoke quietly.
Old Man's hand stopped in mid-air, quietly waiting for the next step.
"I can't say that there is no punishment for failure."
"The people screened out in this way will be hydrated."
"Besides, the one I let Confucian Scholar go is Incense Path. It's not good to kill anyone, but he can't do it either."
"But the fake killing becomes more reasonable when the person finds out that he is not dead and is excited and grateful to Confucian Scholar..."
"Besides, given my personality, after Sin City was born, if I don't bring in one or two thousand people a year, it would be considered a dereliction of duty on my part."
"No matter how you calculate it, the final population of Sin City will be larger and stronger..."
Yu Mo is like a person who likes to challenge the limits on the edge of Life and Death, talking and breathing heavily.
One second I was arguing with Old Man about the meaning of Rules, and the next second I gave in...
And what he said still makes sense.
"You mean... no killing?"
Old Man silently took back the crutches, and the thunderous roar of his heart gradually disappeared.
He looks like he's frail again.
"I was just kidding you."
"There are so many good seedlings, it's a waste to kill them."
"It's so appropriate to keep one of them every year when you go out and I'll have sex for free."
"Of course, the one named Zong Ren must be killed."
"There is Personal Grudge."
Yu Mo seemed to have thought of something, and added, "And the background of people leaving the city must be screened before entering the city. Those who are unscrupulous are not allowed."
"In order to stop this secret game, do you know how long I have been struggling..."
Yu Mo's tone is resentful, and it looks like Pitiful and Charming.
Old Man didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Well..."
"I misunderstood you and I owe you a favor..."
Old Man turned around decisively, walked away on crutches, and said his own mantra by the way.
But Yu Mo and Yu Sheng are different after all.
Yu Mo looked at Old Man's back and shouted, "Senior, not later, now!"
"Is this favor returned?"
Old Man figure squatted on the spot, obviously, he couldn't figure out why someone could be so thick-skinned...
"Say."
But after all, it is not his style to say something one second and then take it back the next second.
He turned around silently and spoke calmly.
"Give me five Sin City's and Exit-the-City Quota."
"Otherwise I'm afraid I'll be beaten to death."
"If I die, how can I instill the fresh blood of Endless into Sin City?"
"The minimum guarantee is 2,000 people a year, and it will be 20,000 people in ten years!"
"Five for 20,000, a bloody profit!"
"Don't say this Exit-the-City Quota, you don't have it."
"I don't believe it."
Yu Mo A cunning look flashed in his eyes, and a sly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Old Man was completely silent.
The heart beat violently again, and the roar sounded again.
His emotions were constantly wavering.
When he finally spoke, his tone was full of disbelief. "You don't have Exit-the-City Quota?"
"When I, Old Ancestor, died, Sin City hadn't appeared yet. How could there be Exit-the-City Quota?"
"If I were such a dick, I wouldn't come to Sin City."
"I produced Sin City on my own, relying on the privilege given by Ink Pavilion Head."
Yu Mo didn't blush or breath, he just looked at Old Man and said.
Old Man couldn't help but tighten his grip on the crutch in his hand.
"Originally, I entered Sin City just to observe the environment inside Sin City."
"By the way, here's Sin City's resume."
"But I'm lucky. I met you just after I entered Sin City!"
"With just a few words from you, I knew that you definitely have a hidden identity in Sin City!"
"So..."
"Do I need to expand on how I came up with the idea around this?"
Yu Mo seemed to be completely unable to see Old Man's hands holding the crutches, and said with a smile.