Lao Liu led the way in front. The terrain of the sewer was extremely complicated, and one would definitely get lost if one was not familiar with the place.

Some passages are interconnected and all look the same.

In Lin Mo's opinion, there was a large maze underneath.

On the way, Lin Mo asked Lao Liu, what is your friend's name.

"I call him Lao Bangzi," said Lao Liu.

Lin Mo asked, could it be someone from Korea?

Lao Liu said he had never heard of the Bangzi country: "Lao Bangzi, he has a mallet in his hand, so everyone calls him that."

It seems that Lin Mo has made things too complicated.

In a place like this, there is no such thing as nationality or race.

There is no difference.

Take Lao Liu for example. He looks like a human being, but in fact he is a collection of all kinds of resentment and malice.

I guess the same goes for that old guy.

The "people" living in the sewers can never be regarded as normal people.

Take Lao Liu for example. Although he looks friendly now, Lin Mo can actually feel that he is full of malice. Once he finds an opportunity, he will definitely turn against him immediately.

The reason I don't turn against you is because I can't beat myself.

Having said that, Lin Mo felt that the "people" here were easy to deal with. In a word, one had to surpass them in strength.

As long as you are stronger than them, they will definitely be friends with you. If you are weaker than them, there is a high probability that you will be served on the dinner table by these guys tonight.

That's the reality.

So Lin Mo has already made up his mind that when he sees the old Korean guy, he will beat him up first.

If you can win, everything will be easy. If you can't, just run away.

Don't let the other side get the upper hand.

At this moment, Lin Mo and Lao Liu each had their own ulterior motives. Lin Mo hoped that he could still suppress the old Korean when he met him, while Lao Liu probably hoped that the situation would be the other way around, that he and the old Korean would kill Lin Mo together.

Although Lao Liu did not admit it, Lin Mo knew that this was what he thought.

"The house in front is Lao Bangzi's. His house is very big and spacious, and I like the furniture very much." Lao Liu said at this time. These words should be spoken from the heart and were a true expression of his feelings.

Lin Mo glanced at it and said nothing.

In fact, it's useless to say anything at this time. I have already thought about it. Once I enter the door, no matter who is inside, I will defeat them first.

I'm convinced. Everything can be discussed.

The worst case scenario is that the old stream and the old sticks join forces.

If they join forces, it will definitely be difficult to deal with, so we have to stop them from having these thoughts from the beginning.

Lao Liu went over and knocked on the door.

Lin Mo took advantage of this opportunity to give instructions to the mouse and the female music box monster that were following them.

Tell you two to behave yourself for a while.

"If I win, you don't need to do anything. If I lose, just be smart and follow me. Do you hear me?"

Lin Mo asked.

When the mouse and the music box monster heard this, they trembled with fear.

They wanted to express some opinions, but obviously, Lin Mo wouldn't listen.

As for reporting in advance?

I dare not even more.

So in a place like this, being weak is a sin, and if you are weak, it is impossible to control your destiny.

All we can do is go with the flow and leave everything to fate.

Lao Liu went to knock on the door.

There is a wooden door at the entrance of this old Korean man’s house, which looks very sturdy. I knocked on it several times before there was any movement from inside.

When the door just opened a crack, Lin Mo rushed over, kicked the door open, and rushed in.

Since Lin Mo has already made up his mind to take action, he will do it without hesitation.

The law of the jungle applies in the sewers: whoever is stronger is right.

Although no one has ever talked about this truth, it is something Lin Mo experienced himself, but this truth that he experienced himself is the truth.

So when Lin Mo took action, he showed no mercy at all.

The person in the room was pinned to the ground by Lin Mo before he could react at all, and was punched several times while still in a daze.

The other party also thought about resisting.

In other words, judging from the current individual combat power, basically no one can be Lin Mo's opponent.

So basically, Lin Mo was beating the other person.

Lao Liu was completely confused.

It is not right to persuade, and it is not right not to persuade.

In addition to being shocked, Lao Liu also thought of a deeper possibility.

What Lin Mo did was equivalent to putting him on the fire, roasting, burning, and torturing him.

Now Lao Liu feels that this is what he is like.

It's extremely painful, but there's no good way to deal with it.

The reason for his pain was that he was the one who brought Lin Mo here. No matter what happened later, a gap had been created between him and the old Korean.

Because the people he brought beat up the old Korean without saying a word, would the old Korean hold him responsible for this? The answer was almost certain.

In fact, Lao Liu has a choice, which is to get in touch with the hatred that Lao Bangzi has for him.

That is to take action now and attack Lin Mo.

But Lao Liu didn't dare.

He could see clearly now that the old Korean was pinned to the ground and beaten by Lin Mo. Even though the old Korean had fought back hard, it was useless.

Lin Mo is a really strong guy.

Therefore, if you help the old Korean now, nine times out of ten you will get beaten up yourself.

If he just beat him up, it would be fine, but what would Lin Mo think if he suddenly attacked? Would he think that he deliberately teamed up with the old man?

If the other party thinks this way, will he be angry and take ruthless action and kill himself?

Because of this hesitation, Lao Liu knew that he had missed the best opportunity to take action.

Now, even if he took action, not only would the old Korean not forgive him, but both Lin Mo and the old Korean would hate him.

Or it's like being roasted on a fire, because you're so caught up in the dilemma and nothing you do is right.

Lao Liu was helpless.

He knew that he had offended the old Korean, but fortunately, he had not offended Lin Mo.

This may be a blessing in disguise.

At the same time, he gradually figured out why Lin Mo did this. From this point of view, Lin Mo was a man of both strength and cruel calculation.

He is a vicious character.

Don't provoke.

For the next period of time, the only sounds in this place were the old Korean's wailing and begging for mercy.

In fact, the other party was roaring and cursing at the beginning.

The more he scolded, the harder he was beaten.

The old Bangzi was not stupid either. He felt that it was Lao Liu who had sent someone to deal with him, but Lao Liu hadn't made a move yet. If Lao Liu made a move, he would be skinned alive if not killed.

Anyone who says harsh words in this situation is a fool.

So I can only beg for mercy.

He didn't know Lin Mo, so he could only beg for mercy from Lao Liu, saying, "Brother, let's talk it out nicely. Can you please not use violence?"

I also said that I had done a lot of things wrong in the past and I apologize to you.

I'm sorry about what you said about your girlfriend, but you have to believe me, she was the one who seduced me first.

"Fuck you, you old bastard, you... my girlfriend, damn it, I'm going to kill you!"

Lao Liu was furious and went up to strangle Lao Bangzi's neck.

Lin Mo didn't expect that there would be an unexpected surprise.

This will ensure that the Lao Liu and Lao Bang will not form an alliance.

Feeling that it was about time, Lin Mo stopped.

After all, the old Korean guy had been beaten so badly that even his mother couldn't recognize him. His face was swollen like a balloon. His head was already big, and now it was even bigger.

Next is Lin Mo’s solo performance.

He shouted, "Old Sun, I'll fuck your mother," followed by a string of obscenities, as if he and the Old Sun he was talking about had an irreconcilable hatred.

The confused old Korean said I am not Lao Sun.

"You're not Lao Sun? Sorry, I recognized the wrong person."

(End of this chapter)