Watching Ye Mo walking further and further away, Ning Zefeng walked into the pawn shop with a sullen face, called the two guys over, scolded him a few times in a low voice, then waved his hands, and the guys scattered, and one of them followed Ye Mo.
One of them went in the opposite direction to Ye Mo, while the other two followed Mr.
Ning into the inner room, muttering about what they were discussing.
Ye Mo knew that Ning Zefeng was a sly and cunning fox.
He would definitely not be willing to be slaughtered and would definitely have a backup plan.
So he was careful everywhere.
When he reached a corner, he suddenly turned around and stuck himself against the wall, motionless.
The man who was secretly following him saw him and felt anxious.
He couldn't help but quicken his pace and rushed over.
Unexpectedly, he had just reached the corner.
But a dazzling light flashed by, and a sharp sword was already placed on his neck.
"ah" The boy was scared to death, screamed, didn't dare to move, and looked up.
What caught my eye was a face that showed no emotion or anger: "Ye Mo."
"Why are you following me?"
Ye Mo had a cold face and used a little force on his hands.
He had no magic power, and the opponent was a burly man, so he would definitely not be able to beat him in a fight, but the ancient sword in his hand was extremely sharp, but with just a light touch, he scratched the man's neck, and a series of blood beads immediately flowed down the ancient sword.
The groove slipped to the ground. tick tick tick The sound was like a soul-locking sound.
The two people were standing in a dark corridor with few people.
At noon, there was almost no one around.
The waiter glanced around and his face turned as pale as snow: "Ye, Ye Mo, you, please calm down.
No, no impulse."
His voice trembled, as if he was about to cry.
"I asked you why you are following me" Ye Mo was unmoved, his eyes were like devil's eyes, looking straight at the man, as if he wanted to devour his soul.
The waiter was frightened, and his body trembled.
A wave of pleasure came from underneath him.
He couldn't control it, and a stream of water spurted out.
Da Da Da Da A sparse voice lingered in Ye Mo's ears, and for a moment he felt a pungent smell rushing straight into his nose.
He instinctively forgot to glance at the ground, and moved his eyes upwards, seeing the boy's wet crotch, and became speechless.
Laughing.
The dignified seven-foot man was so frightened that he peed.
"Say quickly" The smell made Ye Mo want to vomit.
He didn't want to stay with this guy any longer and scolded him coldly.
"Okay.
I'll tell you."
The boy blushed and seemed to feel ashamed.
He almost didn't dare to look up at Ye Mo and said quickly in a low voice: "It was our boss who asked me to follow you.
He said he wanted me to report your situation to him at any time."
The more detailed the better.”
"oh" Ye Mo pondered for a while and then said: "Let's do this.
You go out to play today, and when you go to the store in the evening, you will report to the boss that there is nothing strange about me.
Tomorrow your boss will ask you to continue to follow me.
You Go outside and report the same way.
"What do you think?"
"You, you won't kill me anymore" The boy finally raised his head, his face filled with joy.
Even people like Lu Dahai are no match for Ye Mo.
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If he can save his life, that would be perfect.
"I asked you what you think" Ye Mo didn't reply, but frowned at him.
"No problem, no problem.
Absolutely no problem."
"That's good."
Ye Mo put away his sword: "I hate people following me.
If you are sensible, get away now.
Just go and do what you have to do."
"Okay, okay."
The guy said hello three times.
After saying that, he turned around and ran away.
If he stayed any longer, he was afraid that he would not be incontinent of urine, but incontinent of his soul, and would be frightened to death by Ye Mo.
With the sharp sword on his neck, the feeling in front of Ye Mo Leng's eyes was really more terrifying than facing a ghost, even though he was not.
I don’t know what the devil looks like Seeing the guy running away, Ye Mo took two quick steps away from the pile of men peeing, exhaled, shook his head, chuckled twice, and walked towards the department store.
People are divided into strong and fragile.
Under the pressure of death, strong people will burst out with terrible potential; weak people will be vulnerable, with only fear in their eyes and death in their hearts.
In this situation, urinary incontinence, that's really normal.
Ye Mo's chuckle was not a mockery of the guy, but an instinctive emotion.
What would happen to him if someone held a sword to his neck?
In the final analysis, it is still a matter of fist size.
The ancient sword was sharp and did not stain blood.
After a while, the blood on the sword had dried.
But just walking down the street with a shining sword is not a problem.
Ye Mo bought a sword sheath in the supermarket.
Oddly enough, in other cities, forget about buying sword sheaths in supermarkets.
But in this Heart Rain City, that is really normal.
Not to mention sword sheaths, candles and things belonging to the dead are also sold here all year round.
Of course, this refers to supermarkets of medium size and above.
That kind of small business, not counting small supermarkets selling some food.
In the final analysis, it is still due to customs and superstition.
Ten minutes later, Ye Mo came out of the supermarket, hanging his sword on his waist, and was about to hail a taxi.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the two women in front of him suddenly spoke.
"Have you heard?"
"What" "I heard that someone has been possessed by a ghost recently and is wandering around here."
“real or fake” "If it's true, Mr.
Wang next door to me has seen it with his own eyes."
"Is Lao Wang the owner of that Xinyuan small supermarket?"
"That's him" Xinyuan small supermarket Ye Mo's heart skipped a beat, wasn't that the small supermarket that Xuanxuan went to after coming down the mountain?
Why did the boss spread the news?
Why did so many people know about me: