But as soon as he moved, his shoulder was immediately scratched by the blade of grass next to him. The severe pain made his "white eyes" widen suddenly, and his "whining" became more urgent.

"Your mouth is already blocked, why aren't you honest?" Ling Mo said, but he kicked him up again decisively.

This time, he kicked the man in sunglasses squarely on the waist. His body stiffened and his whole body went limp again.

At this time, the man in sunglasses looked really miserable, with a rope strangling his mouth and a ball of rags stuffed inside.

His hands and feet were also tied tightly with ropes, while Ling Mo was still holding the back of his neck.

Although Ling Mo looked a little pale at this time, his physical strength was still sufficient.

The mental energy consumed also slowly began to recover during the walking process...

As for the master ball on the man in sunglasses, it had moved to the back of his head.

Restricted by that suction force, the man in sunglasses did not dare to use his mental power at all.

But Ling Mo didn't want the Master Ball to suck him, this was just a precautionary measure.

And it turns out that this is quite effective.

"Old Lan," Ling Mo did not answer Lan Lan's question, but turned around and asked, "Are you sure that the one in the car before was the big boss you first met?"

"Yes." Lao Lan looked away from his surroundings and nodded.

"What about him? You really don't know him?" Ling Mo asked.

Lao Lan glanced at the man in sunglasses with little interest: "I don't know him, I've never seen him before. He looks so weird, I'd definitely remember him if I saw him."

"Woo!" The man in sunglasses grunted twice more.

"That's it...then it's okay." Ling Mo thought thoughtfully, then suddenly lowered his head and smiled at the man in sunglasses, "I have a guess here, and I need your cooperation to verify it when I get back.

"

"Woooooooo!" The man in sunglasses stiffened his neck and looked very excited.

Ling Mo snorted coldly. He could probably guess what the man in sunglasses wanted to say. At most, it was something like "I would rather die than obey, you might as well kill me"...

"If you want to die, it's not that easy." Ling Mo whispered.

The man in sunglasses suddenly became quiet, and for the first time, a hint of panic appeared in his "eyes" when he looked at Ling Mo.

Ling Mo stopped looking at him and started chatting with Shana and the others.

Lan Lan also interjected a few words from time to time. In this gloomy green belt, the group of people running away seemed very relaxed and casual.
Chapter completed!