At this time, Lin Mo was discussing matters with his friends from the Chamber of Commerce.

"Now, one million soldiers of the Vientiane Kingdom are at the foot of the Basha Sacred Mountain. You may die here at any time. Lead the team back."

Lin Mo looked at the scene at this time, he was no longer a chess player at this time, he had to act in the game himself.

"Lin Union Lord, there are 10,000 people in our chamber of commerce militia team. If it's a big deal, we will fight to the death with those dog days."

"If we leave you behind and go away, will my old king still hang out on the road in the future?"

Lao Wang patted his stomach and picked up a fully automatic A-card 47 from the side carelessly. The biggest feature of this gun is that it is cheap and solid.

"Pharaoh, what I said is serious. Even I am not sure that I will get out of my body in this situation. How can you protect yourselves?"

Lin Mo's tone paused for a while, and then he said again: "They still have family members and children, and they even rely on them to live. If they die, their home... will collapse."

Old Wang looked at Lin Mo, but didn't say anything. He just held the gun in his hand with increasing strength.

"Boss Lin, we are not afraid of death."

"That's right, even if we die, the Wumeng and Shangmeng will also give out pensions, enough for the mother-in-law at home to live a lifetime."

Two big and three thick heads appeared at the door, with a smile on their faces, and said carelessly.

At this time, they seemed to have no idea that they would die if they stayed.

Old Wang, who was sitting in the chair, saw the two heads at the door, his eyes turned red, and he shouted loudly.

"Erzhu, black donkey, the two of you actually left the team privately, and each of you eats one less steamed bun at dinner!"

Hearing this, two two-meter-tall burly men rushed out, hugged each other and cried, as if missing a steamed bun would kill them.

The same performance of the two big men's treasures slightly diluted the somewhat depressing atmosphere in the room, and Lin Mo looked at the two in a daze.

There is an old mother still in Erzhu's house, and there is a twelve-year-old brat below. If Erzhu dies here, then which old mother and child will be left alone.

The black donkey is similar. His wife and three children are his heavy burdens. If the black donkey stays here, how can a woman raise three children?

"I said, let me go home safely. I can easily solve this small scene by myself."

Lin Mo roared loudly, looked at Old Wang, and said again: "After we go back...the militia team should be disbanded..."

Lin Mo's voice dragged on for a long time, causing the two big men who were hugging and crying slowly to stop, and even Lao Wang looked over in disbelief.

Due to lack of manpower, Lin Mo finally established a militia team, but now that his wings are gradually full, it is time for the militia team to disband.

"Lin Mo, you... what did you say?"

Old Wang looked at Lin Mo in disbelief, and asked what the two strong men were saying.

"When you go back, disband the militia team."

Lin Mo repeated what he just said word by word.

Erzhu and Hei Niu were silent for a while, but they didn't speak.

The militia team did not know when it started, but for these men who only farmed the land all the year round, it has become a kind of belonging.

They don't have the weapon proficiency of other teams, and they don't have systematic etiquette learning. They all patrol with old weapons all day long.

Old Wang glanced at the two big men who were silent. He didn't believe that Lin Mo would be such a thoughtless person.

But Lin Mo didn't speak again. If he didn't take advantage of the moment to let the atmosphere of the militia brigade sink, maybe they would really follow him and the Vientiane Kingdom here.

"That's it, let's go from the back mountain, the master of Youli has already arranged, take your ** with you."

Old Wang looked at Lin Mo's eyes, as if he understood something, nodded and said softly.

"We are waiting for your return in Wumeng." JrNovels.com