This rain is weird.

After more than an hour in a row, there is no meaning to stop.

The entire battlefield also began to become cold.

Coupled with the continuous heavy rain, except for the inspectors, the rest of the people hid in the tents.

"Mr. Lin, I will tell you the truth."

Lao Zhangtou's face was blushing at the moment, and he raised his hand and put it on Lin Mo's shoulder.

"In the past, Lao Zhang, I just wanted to have a foothold in the third district and have a meal to eat."

"That's why I joined the Sword Sect!"

After a booze burp, he continued.

"Whoever wanted to fight all the way with our horse leader has come all the way to the present."

"Now we're going to the battlefield again!"

When the voice landed, there was a look of emotion in his eyes.

After thinking for a while, Lin Mo asked.

"You don't want to fight, do you?"

In his opinion, these people hate fighting, which is why he feels so emotional.

As a result, as soon as he finished asking, Lao Zhangtou waved his hands again and again.

"Think, why don't you want to!"

"You don't know that in the past few years, the three districts have been fighting infightingly."

"But it's always the girls chirping, it's all a little friction, and there's no blood at all."

Mentioning this, other swordsmen beside him were also aroused by words.

"Old Zhangtou is right about this."

"Thinking of how brave I was to fight with Master Ma all the way in the new year, the merits of this body were left at that time."

Speaking of which, one of the swordsmen directly tore off a pair.

On the dark chest, there are dense and ferocious wounds imprinted.

There are even a few scars that are almost to the point.

As long as the deviation is a little bit, there is no chance to chat here.

Not to be outdone, several other people showed all kinds of scars on their bodies.

Lin Mo also knew that most of these people were in harmony with each other.

Of course, it is more of a kind of uninhibited pride.

Of course, the bellicose mood of several people also made Lin Mo a little puzzled.

"Don't you think about the life of your wife and children on the hot kang head?"

In fact, there is nothing left to say.

The life of licking blood with the tip of a knife is all over today and there is no tomorrow.

Maybe these swordsmen also know, maybe they don't know.

After Lao Zhangtou picked up the porcelain bowl and dried it, he rudely wiped off the wine stains from the corner of his mouth.

"I don't know what to do with an old man like me who doesn't know how to fight other than raising a knife?"

"Some things are already engraved in the bones, and it is difficult to change!"

Lin Mo had also heard about the previous situation in District Three.

Powers are everywhere, and there are countless gangs.

After several years of civil strife and fighting, this is the current stable situation of the ten major forces.

And these people followed Ma Bond all the way out of the sea of ??corpses.

That kind of warlike gene is already in the bones.

It is already an extravagant hope to let them live their lives again.

Old Zhang Tou rambled for a while, then slowly stopped.

"Look at my mouth!"

"Just taking care of myself nagging."

Lin Mo calmly shook his head.

"It doesn't matter, I find it very interesting to listen to."

He listened to the old Zhangtou's past, as if he was listening to a story.

It also seems to be an unusual biography of an unknown person's life.

Paired with this warm white wine, it makes people extraordinarily calm.

"Stop talking!"

The old man waved his hand.

"It's all about the past of tangerine peels."

"Come on, Mr. Lin, I respect you, old man, and thank you for saving your life."

Saying that, he picked up the big bowl again.

The porcelain bowls collided again.

It spilled a lot.

After the two of them drank together, several other people also started booing.

"Mr. Lin, I also toast you, thank you for saving us from that terrifying infectious disease."

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