After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 63 Don’t accept this trick
Mo Lin has not made a move yet, but the situation is already overwhelming.

People who don't have a contracted ghost are just ordinary people.

Yuan Cao and his group were no different from ordinary people at this time.

What can a group of ordinary people use to fight Mo Lin?
Mo Lin took a look at the contracted ghosts in front of him. They were all of very low levels.

Although it is of no great use, it can still be kept.

"Are there any ghosts willing to follow me?" Mo Lin asked the group of ghosts in front of him.

"Sir, I am willing to follow you."

"My lord, I will do whatever you want me to do."

"My Lord, I am willing to follow you."

More than a dozen ghosts scrambled to follow Mo Lin.

Career editing.
Which ghost wouldn't want to?

Who doesn’t want to have a stable job?

In the eyes of these ghosts, Mo Lin just has that stable job.

Even the Ghost Realm and Naihe Bridge have to acknowledge the identity of the underworld.

Molin is the orthodox underworld.

A serious official position.

Not to mention following Mo Lin, he would even be willing to be a dog beside Mo Lin.

Feng Mingyu was dumbfounded.

When facing Yuan Cao and his group, this group of ghosts said nothing and were extremely cold and aloof.

It's like saying one word can shorten your life.

But when they came to Mo Lin, they all turned into licking ghosts.

Is there such a thing as ghosts licking ghosts?

Do ghosts have such a talkative side?

Feng Mingyu couldn't even bear to watch it anymore.

These ghosts are so licking.

After hearing Mo Lin's words, these ghosts wished they could be Mo Lin's dogs.

It's crazy.

This is unscientific
"Okay, then I'll take you in." Mo Lin said helplessly.

It’s no big deal to raise a few more ghosts, it just costs a little more paper money.

Mo Lin stretched out his hand, revealing the black ring on it.

At this time, all the dozen or so ghosts were thrown into the ring.

"Why do I feel like you're still a little reluctant?"

Mo Lin collected more than a dozen ghosts without any expression of happiness on his face, and even looked a little reluctant.

dislike?

If this kind of thing happened to someone else, they would be extremely excited.

Absolutely happy and unable to sleep.

What's going on with Mo Lin's look of disgust?
Don't like it?
No, Feng Mingyu suddenly realized something very important.

Why can Mo Lin collect so many ghosts?

A normal person only has one contracted ghost, or at most two.

Mo Lin collected more than a dozen contracted ghosts with just a wave of his hand. Isn’t that a bit outrageous?

Is this the difference between people?
What do these ghosts like about Mo Lin?

Are you so willing to take the initiative to throw yourself into my arms?

Envy it!
Feng Mingyu admitted that she was envious.

I envy Mo Lin for just waving his hand and having more than a dozen ghosts willing to follow him.

Science cannot explain everything we see, only metaphysics can explain it all.

After dealing with these ghosts, the next step is to get down to business.

Deal with people like Yuan Cao.

Seeing Mo Lin walking towards him, Yuan Cao turned pale with fright.

The more arrogant you were just now, the more cowardly you are now.

Mo Lin's methods were beyond Yuan Cao's understanding.

Mo Lin walked forward slowly.

At this moment, in Yuan Cao's eyes, he was as terrifying as the god of death.

Even scarier than death.

"I'm sorry," Yuan Cao didn't come to apologize yet.

Mo Lin slapped Yuan Cao hard on the face. The slap made Yuan Cao's cheek bleed and a tooth fell out.

Mo Lin's slap was very heavy.

There is no need to show mercy to a guy like Yuan Cao who bullies the weak and fears the strong.

As for Yuan Cao's apology, Mo Lin was too lazy to pay attention.

Too hypocritical.

If you can't beat him, then apologize. If you can beat him, then kill Mo Lin. What's the point of such an apology?

The group of people called by Yuan Cao were all dispirited at this time. None of them dared to step forward and meddle in other people's business, for fear of being implicated.

"Snapped!"

Mo Lin slapped the man in black beside him and shouted angrily, "What are you looking at?"

The man in black quickly lowered his head to avoid the light.

Mo Lin is in such a state now that even a dog would get slapped in the face.

Mo Lin stepped forward and slowly untied the rope tied around Liu Feng, then comforted him, "I will completely resolve this matter today."

"Thank you, thank you so much." Liu Feng thanked Mo Lin from the bottom of his heart.

If Mo Lin hadn't appeared, he would have died.

And he died in a very tragic way.

Seeing Liu Feng almost collapsed, Mo Lin comforted him again: "I will definitely solve this matter properly."

Just like what Yuan Cao said before.

Someone has to die before this matter can be resolved.

Just when Mo Lin was about to take the next step, an accident happened.

A young man in a short-sleeved shirt walked slowly towards them.

"Brother, please show mercy." The young man said slowly to Mo Lin.

Yuan Cao rushed to the young man as if he had seen a life-saving straw.

"Brother Ling, help me, save me."

Ling Cai signaled Yuan Cao not to speak and gave Yuan Cao a look.

Yuan Cao understood immediately and stood behind Ling Cai without saying anything.

Mo Lin felt very uncomfortable when a nosy person suddenly appeared.

"You beat that person, and Yuan Cao has apologized to you. The matter is over." Ling Cai said to Mo Lin again.

This sentence made Mo Lin very uncomfortable.

What does it mean that the problem is solved?

Yuan Cao just had the intention to kill.

If Mo Lin wasn't so powerful, Mo Lin and Liu Feng would definitely not see the sun tomorrow.

If Yuan Cao is released, it would be like planting a malignant tumor, the kind that will disgust you for no reason.

Isn't this the same as disgusting yourself?

"Who are you?" Mo Lin was confused as to who this person was who suddenly jumped out and meddled in other people's affairs.

"My name is Ling Cai, and I'm from the Purple Dragon Society." Ling Cai took the initiative to reveal his identity, hoping that Mo Lin would give him some face when he heard that he was from the Purple Dragon Society.

"Get lost!" Mo Lin spat out coldly.

Ling Cai was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Mo Lin to be so angry. He said again: "Brother, you should forgive others when you can. Isn't it too much to be so persistent?"

"To show off your brains? Or to show off your superiority?"

"Or is it to show off your good character?"

Mo Lin was very upset and said to Ling Cai again: "Kneel down and apologize to me on his behalf, and slap yourself ten times, then I will consider whether to let him go."

Ling Cai immediately became angry and pointed his finger at Mo Lin's face, scolding him: "Don't go too far."

"Hey, you get angry when I ask you to kneel down and apologize?"

Mo Lin sneered, "You don't do anything, and you want me to let him go just because of one sentence? Do you think it's possible?"

"Are you worthy?"

Be generous to others?
Disgusting Merlin?

joke.

Sorry, Molin doesn't buy it.

Ling Cai's face flushed with anger, "You are such a tactless boy."

"Get lost." Mo Lin didn't want to waste any more words with Ling Cai.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Lin pushed Ling Cai aside.

Ling Cai was so angry that he was ready to discuss it with Mo Lin.

"If you dare to say another word, I will kill you."

"you"

Ling was just about to say something when he felt a chill on his neck.

The chill ran through his body.

Ling Cai didn't turn his head to look.

He felt like a ghost's hand was pinching his neck.

If he dared to turn his head or make any unnecessary movements, he would really die.

Ling Cai's neck had already started bleeding.

"Sorry, I'll leave now." Ling Cai backed off.

Although he had a good relationship with Yuan Cao, it was only a very good relationship.

The two of them weren't even friends.

(End of this chapter)