Mochen walked for more than a month and was still stable along the way, but after a period of sparsely populated

Brush!

Flashes of footsteps broke through the air, and figures rose up directly in the air, like wild wolves rushing over, passing Mochen ahead, and intercepting his way forward.

When Mochen saw it, he thought it was broken. There were at least thirty or forty people ahead, and they were all holding bright machete weapons. At a glance, he knew that it must be a robber.

"Stop! I'm building this mountain, I plant this tree. If you want to pass by it from now on, you can stay and buy wealth."

Sure enough, a big man came out of the dozens of great men, probably the leaders of these dozens of great men shouting old-fashioned words at Mochen.

At this moment, the group of big men, without saying anything, went down the sky like thunder, like wild wolves hunting, rushing directly towards Mochen.

In the eyes of those great men, Mo Chen was like a lamb to be slaughtered, with no power to resist.

Mochen's face showed a cold look, his whole body was full of righteousness, and a king's aura bloomed without any concealment, like a king of wars, standing there.

Mochen watched the dozens of strong men rush towards him, as if he was a sheep with no power to fight back, and his mouth slightly raised. Although his body became very weak and he was not old now, this could not erase him as a special combat arm and occupy a place in the special combat arm.

Looking at the bandits getting closer and closer, Mochen gently put his bag on the ground and twisted his hands and feet slightly.

For a moment, the bandit was a little confused. Could it be that this kid had any confidence? He was not panic or confused when he saw so many of them.

They could clearly see the boy's move to put down his bag, as if he didn't care about them.

Seeing this, the bandits couldn't help but slow down, but they were still surrounded by Mochen more than ten steps away.

The big men and bandits looked at Mochen without blinking, all wanting to see what this kid is going to do.

"What do you want to do with friends?" Mochen looked at the strong men with calm eyes.

"Boy, keep your money with cognitive knowledge, and I will spare you." The leading man shouted with a big knife.

"My friends, can you please be more comfortable and let me go? I don't have much money to give you." Mochen said calmly.

"Boy, don't toast or not to eat and punish you. You are shameless. Since that's the case, don't blame us for being rude." The big man looked at Mochen's strange and surprising look and couldn't help but mutter in his heart. This time, he always felt unusual in his robbery.

The big men were also furious, ready to slap Mochen to death.

The strong wind whistled, making everyone's clothes rustle.

Mochen looked at the shaking swords of the big men, and his mouth was slightly raised. He knew that he had to show his hands. He saw him squat down slowly, picked up the bag, and suddenly shouted: "Good king, please spare me! All my things are here. I have an 80-year-old mother above and a hungry child below. Let me go!"

The bandits were startled by Mochen's action. The incident changed a little too quickly! At the beginning, they were almost frightened.

"Haha, you kid knows the truth, but it's too late. You almost fooled your grandfather just now, so you have to stay your life." The leading bandit said viciously.

The other bandits also looked like they were about to eat Mochen, because they were almost scared by this kid. In order to save some face, they could only take the life of the hateful kid in front of them to clean up.

However, all the bandits breathed a sigh of relief, and they couldn't help but think in their hearts that this is right, and this kid's behavior is normal now.
Chapter completed!