The corner of Yu Mo's mouth twitched slightly. Looking at Confucian Scholar who was in a trance again, he wished he could really find a hammer and hit Confucian Scholar hard.
What can only be understood but cannot be expressed!
I'm just too lazy to say it!
Yu Mo rolled his eyes and pushed Wheelchair back to Light Group Headquarters.
At this time, the entire Light Group was empty. Most people rushed to Demon-Suppressing Pass, while the remaining people were working overtime and trying to maintain the stability inside Human Race. Only Yu Mo, a semi-disabled idler, was left, facing the silent room.
On Large Screen, the TV is still playing.
Inside is the cheerful Image, several well-known artists wishing everyone a Happy New Year in advance on TV.
The joy inside the TV and the silence outside the TV formed a sharp contrast at this time.
The room was dark, and the faint light emitted by the TV shone on Yu Mo's face.
"New Year..."
"Happy."
Yu Mo murmured to himself, then smiled to himself, pushed Wheelchair back to Office again, picked up a document that had not yet been annotated and flipped through it.
Confucian Scholar returned to the room at some point, took a glass of water and placed it in front of Yu Mo's desk.
Maybe...
Yu Mo is not alone.
At least, in this lonely New Year, he still has Confucian Scholar by his side.
Maybe...
There is only Confucian Scholar.
Yu Mo looked at Confucian Scholar's retreating figure with a smile on his face, picked up the cup on the table and took a sip.
His smile remained unchanged, but the hand holding the cup trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly.
After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth and let out a breath of thick air.
"This water... is probably 70°C..."
"I thank you..."
For a moment, Confucian Scholar's sudden warmth in the middle of the night, and the little touch that left Yu Mo's heart, disappeared.
"Thank you, brother, thank you, brother!"
Yu Sanshui stood at the door of the Guard Bureau, with runny nose and tears, tightly holding the hand of a staff member, full of sincere emotions.
"Go home for the Chinese New Year and don't visit prostitutes again!"
"And your taste..."
The staff member sighed lightly, shook his head, and returned to the Guard Bureau.
In the past two days, Yu Sanshui acted like crazy and kept shouting in his cell.
Coupled with Frontline's recruitment and lack of manpower, it's not a serious crime for him. The New Year is approaching, and these kind people still let him go.
Watching the staff leave, Yu Sanshui let out a long sigh of relief.
"Give me back the things."
A calm voice sounded from behind him.
I don't know why, but when Yu Sanshui hears these four words now, it feels like a reminder message from King of Hell, and I feel uncomfortable all over.
His body shuddered subconsciously and he looked at Black Robe who was still following him.
"Are you done?"
"Skill is more awesome than me?"
"Come on, let's have a fight, and we'll all die together!"
The veins on his forehead popped out.
No one knows how many Skills this guy has and what he has transformed his Awakening Objects into.
But he always appears and shows up, using all kinds of strange and weird tricks.
Yu Sanshui is on the verge of collapse at this time.
Faced with Yu Sanshui's provocation, Black Robe had no reaction.
"Things are still..."
"Give it back to you Old Man!" Yu Sanshui cursed loudly, and at the moment of speaking, he ran wildly into the distance.
Power of Rules emerged, surrounding his body.
It seemed that the phantom of Awakening Object could be vaguely seen behind Yu Sanshui, and then disappeared quickly.
The next second, Yu Sanshui had disappeared from the spot.
It seems...
At the moment when his Awakening Object was faintly visible, all nine Crystal Stones were bright.
"Damn it, I didn't expect that I would suddenly use my ultimate move!"
Wilderness.
Yu Sanshui hid in a tree, breathed a long sigh of relief, wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, and had a proud smile on his face.
It was a sudden attack that caught him off guard.
"I have been dissolute in this world for decades, and yet I can still be controlled by a fool like you... Damn!"
Under the tree.
Black Robe didn't know when he appeared, quietly, as if he was already here.
"Give me back the things."
The hoarse, as if torn voice sounded again.
"Damn, you were obviously not this fast before!"
"Wrong!"
"Did you leave a mark on me?"
"You definitely have a Skill that can come to me quickly based on the mark."
"What a monster."
Yu Sanshui scratched his head, feeling a little crazy.
During the past few days of being tortured, his elegance had disappeared, his exquisite suit had turned into a prison uniform, and his meticulous hair had turned into a chicken coop.
Even the eye sockets are full of dark circles.
In his current state, let alone seducing the aunt, even the insurance sellers would probably go around him.
Black Robe seems to have made it clear that he will stick to this disgusting attitude to the end and refuses to chat or communicate with Yu Sanshui.
"Consumption!"
"It depends on which one of us consumes more energy than the other!"
Yu Sanshui looked like he was in ruins. He just leaned against the tree, took out his mobile phone, found a number and dialed it. "Oh, I called Light Group to complain, but I didn't believe it!"
Ten seconds, twenty seconds...
Busy tone.
'Hello, the number you dialed is currently unanswered...'
Yu Sanshui's face seems to be darker.
"Why don't you answer the phone?"
"Light Group Is it because there is no money to pay wages and all the staff are on strike?"
He didn't believe in evil and hit him again.
The results are the same as above.
Once, twice, three times...
Throughout the afternoon, Yu Sanshui was also stubborn. If you didn't answer, I would keep calling.
Finally.
"Hey, this is Light Group."
A somewhat tired voice answered the call, his voice was deep and magnetic.