Gift natural power at the beginning

The sound of the wind was still whimpering, mixed with the slightly heavy breathing of the people around.

Also no response.

It's as if no one exists at all.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

no response.

Lin Mo's expression remained unchanged, but the eyes under the mask became a little more dangerous. With a wave of his hand, the bamboo hat in his hand suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, it turned into a gray shadow, like a meteorite, and smashed forward with a bang.

Inexhaustible power burst out instantly, and there was a burnt smell in the air.

Just momentarily.

A figure suddenly appeared, pushing his arms forward heavily.

boom!
Under the huge force, the dilapidated bamboo hat turned into ashes on the spot.

The aftermath of the air under the violent collision spread outward like ripples.

Without waiting for the sudden gray shadow to react, Lin Mo unexpectedly flashed in front of the other party at some point.

Under the remnants of the bamboo hat, a hand suddenly stretched out.

As if stretched in an instant, it was directly printed on his chest.

"you……??"

Huiying is a middle-aged man with gray hair, his appearance is a bit vicissitudes, and there are many scratches the length of his index finger on the center of his brow.

At this time, he did not expect this scene at all. In the eyes full of astonishment, the pupils were congealed into needles, and he only had time to cross his arms, trying to lock the arms in front of him.

Under the terrifying power, the arm raised by the latter was directly blasted into the chest.

boom!
The bricks and stones under his feet cracked on the spot, and the flying gravel and gray mist filled the air.

When the fog cleared, Lin Mo grabbed the gray-haired man with a painful face.

The latter's two arms were bent in irregular shapes, like twists, hanging down on both sides, and his face was extremely painful.

Just like the glamorous woman just now, she is as vulnerable.

In fact, the opponent's level is just at the level of the Three Tribulations of the True Monarch, which can barely be regarded as the level of the Great True Monarch, and at the same time, he has not practiced horizontal physical training skills

Facing Lin Mo at this time, he was almost crushed in terms of strength and speed.

Naturally, it can be killed easily.

Seriously speaking, he has conquered all the way across the border, and now he is relying on the realm to suppress people.

The result was no waves, it was crushed directly...

"Tell me, where is the owner of the black hand building here." Lin Mo glanced at the person in his hand, lifted it closer, and said softly.

The latter opened his mouth with an extremely ugly expression, but he whimpered twice but couldn't say a word.

"Let's talk about it." Lin Mo was not angry, and turned to look at a middle-aged man in a Chinese suit not far away.

The latter wears a jade ring around his waist, and his clothes are mainly yellow and red, which are very delicate. Even with a mask on his face, he can tell that he has a good temperament, and he is someone who occupies a high position.

But at this time, the other party was fighting with both hands, wanting to cry under the mask but no tears.

It is true that his status is not low, but he is just a customer who came to this black hand building to issue a mission, and this is the first time he has come to see the world, how could he expect to come here.

Afraid of getting hurt too, he immediately pointed to the gray-haired middle-aged man with a very respectful attitude:

"Senior, if you want to find the owner of the black-and-white mansion...it should be the one in your hands...Murong Xiao, who was nicknamed the deadly iron hand..."

"Ok?"

Lin Mo frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on the hands of the person in them.

The arm that was bent in a strange arc, and the bones were shattered at first glance, was indeed light gray, and the muscle lines were also extremely full...

"you sure?"

The middle-aged man in Chinese clothes was startled by the sudden question, he immediately gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice: "I'm just a guest here, I had a relationship with Murong Xiao not long ago, so I dare to decide with my life."

Lin Mo was startled, and looked at the person in his hand again.

It never occurred to him that this majestic black hand building was a large sub-building in the Ten Thousand Bone Forest in the Boundary, and the owner was actually just a great true king of the Three Tribulations.

With such strength, he seriously doubts that this mafia has a lot of moisture.

After all, with this strength ratio, a Dazhenjun of the Four Tribulations can divide this place into buildings, and even want to take orders to kill people, it feels good not to be killed...

"Senior must have come here for the position of the main building master?" Just then, a voice appeared beside my ear.

A white-haired old man walked out of the crowd.

The other party didn't wear a mask, and he was not young, but it could be seen that he was very strong when he was young, and now he is shrunken, and he is about 1.9 meters.

There is a black cloth blindfold over the left eye, and a black wooden curved snake stick in his hand.

Lin Mo smelled a very complicated smell of medicinal materials from this person, which was very familiar.

If not bad, the opponent should be a master of poison.

This kind of person is not strong, but it is very troublesome to deal with.

It's just that for him, it's the rest of the game.

However, it is a good thing that someone who can speak comes out.

Lin Mo took one last look at the gray-haired middle-aged man named Murong Xiao, and threw him aside casually.

"Who are you? Can you decide here?"

The blindfolded old man glanced at Murong Xiao, who was dying and half useless, with a dignified expression, took half a step forward, and nodded:

"The old man's name is Shangguan Que, and he has temporarily lived in this building for ten years, so he can be regarded as the master."

"Looks like I found the right person."

Lin Mo's eyes softened slightly, and he pointed to the gray-haired middle-aged man in front of him:

"Since this person is the landlord here, according to the rules, the weak will prey on the strong, should I replace the other party now?"

"Yes." The blindfolded old man hesitated for a moment, he didn't expect that the murderous man in front of him really came for the position of the host, and said:

"According to the rules, if the landlord is defeated, the defeated person will be the new landlord."

"This rule is good. The weak will survive and the fittest will survive." After Lin Mo confirmed, he was in a good mood, which meant that the purpose of this trip had been completed.

"Next, tell me about the situation here in detail." He said softly.

"Yes! This is exactly what the old man's duty is." Shangguan Que bowed slightly and responded respectfully.

The black hand building is a tool, which is relative to the main building.

So the degree of control is very weak.

But whether the tool is good or bad, the key is to be usable.

He acted as a maintenance tool, responsible for maintaining the most basic order of the Mafia.

Like the black hand building here, the original owner was a leopard, not to mention his strength, and his hidden weapon technique was even more superb. It was just a mission failure and turned into a pile of loess.

The next Murong Xiao will be the tallest one selected from among the shortest ones by Shangguan Que, and he will be promoted first.

It's just that he didn't expect the latter to meet a ruthless person before he could sit safely for a few months, and he was completely ruined in one fell swoop.

But this seems to be good, if you come to a ruthless person, the next task should be easy to complete, and the performance will at least be guaranteed.

Thinking of this, Shangguan Que looked even more respectful.

*
In the valley, there is a black hall in the deepest part.

Shangguan Que led the way and brought Lin Mo into it.

At the very front of the hall is a wall similar to a lattice shop. Many doors are open, and there are men and women in it, with anxious expressions.

"This is the Hall of Information and the Hall of Missions. Generally, mission information below that of Zhenjun is directly received and exchanged here." Shangguan Que led Lin Mo along the side aisle and continued to walk deep into the hall.

At the back of the aisle, it actually began to extend upwards, and after the light finally appeared, it turned out to be a stone platform.

The stone platform is located on the rock wall of the valley, with a very wide view and a clear view of the continuous black houses below.

Looking from here, Lin Mo could still see the circling and circling Sungu wind on the Lugu plain outside the valley.

"It's a beautiful place here." He was wearing a pure white mask, with his hands behind his back, and his eyes were calm.

Before coming here, both his breath and his posture had been processed and camouflaged.

Shangguan Que came out from behind and said in a low voice:

"Lord, the news of the replacement of the boss of the black hand building in the Withered Bones Plain has been sent to this building. Now you can enjoy the intelligence privileges and the mission commission privileges."

"Are you threatening me?" Lin Mo said calmly:
"You can directly contact the main building. It seems that the intelligence of the black hand building is beyond my imagination."

"Don't dare." Shangguan Que knelt down on one knee and cupped his fists:
"This is just a normal process, and the main building doesn't even have the right to interfere with the position of the main building owner."

"It doesn't matter whether you interfere or not."

Lin Mo shook his head, helped the pure white mask on the armrest, and said calmly:
"The sub-building is a tool for the main building, and it is just a tool for me. Only when a tool is useful can someone cherish it."

"You should be glad that you are still useful and valuable."

Shangguan Que lowered his head, his expression changed.

He could feel that the other party did not deliberately exaggerate his remarks.

And the degree of cruelty shown by the latter is indeed even higher than that of an old killer whose hands are stained with countless blood.

"Don't worry, I will abide by the rules of the mafia."

Lin Mo looked at the withered bone plain of endless yellow sand in the distance.

"People don't stand without rules. The strong actually prefer to obey the rules than the weak."

The reason is very simple, the rules are always made by the strong.

"I know that every branch of the Black Hand Building will have missions from the main building. You don't have to worry about this."

"Now you just need to serve me and do your own thing well."

Lin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand, and landed on the latter's shoulder.

Unabashedly planted a simple spell.

The severe pain made the latter tremble wildly, but the other party insisted on not saying a word.

Beads of sweat dripped to the ground.

"You know what I want, I want information, whether it is the Ten Thousand Bone Forest, or the outside world, the Great Zhou, the Sea Clan, big and small, I want to know."

There are two or three big cats and kittens in this black hand building, and their strength is no more than that. What really catches his eyes is the chain of sub-buildings, the information channels that can be quickly transmitted to each other.

"Yes, it's just how do I contact the landlord..." Shangguan Que held back the severe pain in his body and tried to maintain a stable voice.

"I can feel the mark you planted on me."

Lin Mo lightly dropped a sentence, retracted his hand, said no more, and with a tap of his toes, he jumped up like a big bird and jumped down from the high platform.

Fluttering like a piece of paper, stepping on the wind, it fell to the ground, turned into a black spot in an instant, and disappeared at the mouth of the valley.

Shangguan Que then slowly got up, looked at Lin Mo who had disappeared, and touched his neck.

Feeling the iron-like pain from the wound, the original self-comforting mood was completely shattered.

He sort of understood that this person said he followed the rules the most, but in fact, he only followed his own rules...

Do what you want, do what you want, everything depends on your own mind.

The degree of unscrupulousness even exceeds that of the previous landlord, the golden leopard!
However, the strength is still so terrifying...

He withdrew his eyes full of hatred, turned around and walked towards the mountain road.

This is to gather information.

*
*
"You guessed it right, that little guy really reported it."

Wanyi City, a remote and secluded courtyard.

A man in a green robe and a green and gold hair ornament is arranging his clothes in front of a copper mirror with flowers and birds,

Its face is extremely soft and beautiful, even its gender cannot be seen, at this moment it bows its head slightly.

"It seems that there is indeed a problem with the discipline of your Golden Turtle Island. If it were us, you would have been planted with the Three Corpse Mystic Needle, and you should be trained properly."

When he first started speaking, it was obviously a man's voice, but now it is a charming female voice!

"There is no way, this person is just like your genius with the appearance of a fairy. He will always receive some preferential treatment, and then develop such a temperament, and he will grow crooked." Ma Shouyi tapped on the desk and picked up a glass of wine Fragrant tea, took two small sips.

"But that's good too, it will save us trouble."

He was still planning how to use the simplest method to provoke the latter, but he did not expect that the third prince of his family really did not disappoint him.

"Since this person is determined to be necessary, the process is actually not important anymore." Ma Shouyi sighed softly, Shi Shiran got up:

"However, as far as I know, the person you sent to talk about the matter before was beaten to death if he didn't speculate on a single word. It can be seen that the other party has a violent temper. I may have to use some extreme methods. I hope you understand."

"Yes." The man in green changed his voice back to a male voice, and nodded in agreement:
"This may be the disadvantage of practicing the new method. When he reaches his level, there is no Dao Patriarch and Ten Immortals to lead the way, and the possibility of going astray is greater. It is also normal for the temperament to change, and it is normal to no longer suppress the nature in places where there is no understanding. "

This is actually the reason why they look down on the Chixian new law and the alienated martial arts.

The so-called new method directly throws away the most critical visualization of the Thousand Feathers Realm Dharma Gate, and it is directly discarding the basics and chasing the end.

At the beginning, it may be possible to suppress the desire for the Dao of the flesh itself by means of some means, but the further you go to the back and the higher you go, the more difficult it will be.

A careless move will lead to madness.

However, this is extremely friendly to them. With a little trickery, these people can be attracted by the temptation.

This is Dao Chaozong!
"Ancestor Dao... Ten Immortals... are indeed worthy of awe." Ma Shou nodded. "Don't worry, as far as I know, this person attaches great importance to his family and sect, so he wants to at least calm the other party down.

At that time, please take your hand and talk to him. "

he said, with a sigh.

He actually doesn't like this kind of method. After all, in the arena, it's a tacit understanding that it's not a disaster for his family.

It's a pity that he has given up too much in order to break through. Compared with those, this kind of moral concept is nothing at all.

"Well. I can shoot, that's why I'm here." The tone changed to a charming female voice.

The man in the green robe put the bronze mirror in his hand,

"Over there, don't kill all the so-called family members, otherwise too many accidents may directly stimulate their transformation."

"I understand, it's measured." Ma Shou said, he hesitated a little after he finished speaking:

"May I ask Mr. Green Envoy, this person's strength and talent are strong, but what can he do, is it worth waiting for me to go to war?"

"It's not my decision." The charming female voice, the voice is extremely soft, which makes people feel itchy.

"Master Tu Fang personally judged this person. Words are of great use in planning, so who can tell me what to do?"