Lin Mo sighed lightly: "The pursuit of a prosperous life is everyone's right and freedom."

"But wealth is created with our hands, not on someone else's corpse."

Duan Sanshui on the side stood up directly, and the wine bowl in his hand was heavily smashed on the table by him.

"Everyone will say the great truth of Lin Mo, but we have to live. Can you support the people from Duanjiazhai?"

Cutting people's fortunes is like killing one's parents, and everyone present looked at Lin Mo with a lot of hatred.

Duan Dashan was silent for a while before standing up.

"The third child, kill the fire, everyone has finished speaking, why are you in a hurry."

"Lin Mo, since you are going to cut off the roots of our Duanjiazhai species to survive, you must have figured out another way out for us.

If you're just here to talk shit, don't even think about getting out of our stockade. "

The prince, who had endured for a long time, saw that the situation was about to explode, but Lin Mo held him down.

"Why, I forgot what I explained before, just stay with me and I'll deal with it."

After speaking, Lin Mo slowly stood up. At this time, the guns around him also shifted their muzzles, but Lin Mo didn't take them seriously at all, and said it to himself.

"Duanzhaizhu, I said before that Yemancao is here to make money by stepping on other people's corpses.

This is not a long-term solution. "

"Now the night creeper grass is only circulating in the mountains, but have you ever thought that one day this stream will flow into the city."

"At that time, have you ever thought about the attitude of those big power families."

"Take ten thousand steps back, even if they are dazzled by their interests, don't you forget that there is still the existence of our Wumeng?"

Duan Dashan instantly grasped the point: "You Wumeng?"

In his opinion, Lin Mo is just a rich second-generation with a little more conscience than other rich businessmen.

"Yes, our Wumeng, your Dashan faction, the information is rather stuffy.

Let me introduce myself, I am not talented, I am the head of the envoy of Yue, the envoy of Mount Tai. "

After speaking, Lin Mo took out the Zhenyue Envoy token and threw it on the table.

"Duanzhaizhu, if you don't know this thing, you can go outside and ask about the restart of the Wumeng League between Hanoi and South Vietnam."

This matter has long been rumored, and Duan Dashan has naturally heard of it, but what he did not expect is that the president of the Wumeng is actually Lin Mo in front of him, and he is still so young.

Duan Dashan suddenly fell silent and began to think about Lin Mo's words. When Duan Sanshui saw his elder brother's appearance, his heart swayed, and he could see that Duan Dashan was shaken for many years.

"Brother, don't listen to this kid! He's just trying to scare people."

"The 200,000 people in our stockade will call if they can."

"Let's kill this big cheat first today."

Just when he started to express his determination with indignation and enthusiasm, he suddenly felt a chill in his neck, and he looked sideways, and a long sword radiating cold light was already on his neck.

"Third Master Duan, I said, since I came here, I naturally feel confident to leave.

Firearms are not everything! "

"It's not that I look down on you, it's just that I lose if I can touch my clothes."

As soon as the voice fell, Lin Mo's figure instantly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had already sat back to his original position.

Duan Sanshui couldn't help swallowing his saliva at this time. Is he still human at this speed?

After Duan Dashan took a deep breath, he put on that simple and honest expression again.

"Little brother, you are very skilled. It's no wonder that you can be the envoy of Zhenyue at a young age. It's amazing."

Not long ago, he still called Lin Mo by his name, but now after being shocked by Lin Mo's strength, he changed his name to a little brother in an instant. It was really easy to be a village owner. JrNovels.com