His body seemed to be bent a lot, and he turned tiredly and walked into the witch hall.

The two wooden doors slowly closed, and the tired figure of the middle-aged witch doctor was gradually hidden.

"You see that the witch doctor is exhausted every day to see a doctor for us."

"Now there are still people who want to step on the reputation of the witch doctor."

"Three days later, everyone will watch with me, as long as that guy comes."

"We can't take rocks and things like that, who can control us with rotten eggs?"

"That's right, I'll go home and prepare rotten eggs now!"

If Lin Mo was still here, he would only be speechless for a while.

Does he still need to use his reputation as a middle-aged witch doctor?

I don't know how many people in Huaxia want to beg Lin Mo to see a doctor for him.

In the witch hall, the middle-aged witch doctor, who was still slightly crooked before, stood up.

The face that was suffering before is also full of ridicule at this moment.

What can a hairy boy do even if he is a high-ranking member of the Wumeng League.

As long as you control the emotions of the simple-minded and well-developed stupid pigs outside.

Does that Lin Mo really dare to let himself leave Haifang City with his clan?

...

Lin Mo, who walked out of the alley, suddenly stopped.

He pointed behind a Wumeng member standing on a tree.

The other party understood in seconds, jumped down and pulled out his gun.

"You can catch it and lock it up for a few days to wake up."

Lin Mo put the guns of the members of the Wumeng back into his own holster and commanded softly.

Lin Mo was afraid that this guy would just shoot the idiots behind him and all of them would collapse.

At that time, the spread of things can't be suppressed.

Not to mention the people in the market, their ability to gossip is already full.

The members of the Wumeng League nodded earnestly and looked at Lin Mo with admiration.

"Sir Zhenyue, don't worry, I will take care of it."

Lin Mo patted his shoulder and showed an admiring smile.

It probably means that I am very optimistic about you.

This is what Lin Mo learned from the Great Elder Xuanyuan Ming before.

He would often laugh and pat the Wumeng members on the shoulders and ask them how their work is going.

The faces of the Wumeng members showed excitement, and they kept screaming in their hearts.

"Ahhh, Lord Zhenyue is so approachable, he patted me on the shoulder."

"Why do you feel that Lord Zhenyue's smile is so warm, could it be..."

Lin Mo walked outside.

He didn't notice the wild thoughts of the Wumeng member.

The phone rang suddenly, and He Er's voice came out.

"Sir Zhenyue, something happened."

Lin Mo's originally warm face returned to calm, and he said.

"What happened? I'll be right back."

In Wumenghe Er's office.

Lin Mo, who had just returned, saw the haze on He'er's face.

"Did the renovation of the Wushu Academy be blocked and disturbed?"

Lin Mo looked at He Er and asked directly.

To be able to make Kazuo so angry and to inform himself to come.

Only the construction of the Wushu Academy was disturbed.

He Er nodded and reported to Lin Mohui.

"One of the construction workers I transferred this afternoon was beaten when he was alone to carry materials."

"And the power lines and waterways connected to the happy community were also damaged."

"Even our materials were subpackaged by them and shoddy."

Lin Mo's brows furrowed, and his face became a little serious.

He pondered for a few seconds.

Lin Mo said slowly: "mobilize the members of the Wumeng League to form a warning circle around the happy community."

"As soon as you catch any troublemakers, lock them all up first."

Lin Mo's voice became colder.

"When I'm done with what I'm doing, I'll go... deal with it one by one!"

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