Yang Mu slowly let go of his hand, and Old Tom's strong body was now slumped on the ground like a noodle.

He swore that at that moment he seemed to have really seen the God of Death! Yang Mu's slender fingers pinched his neck, almost suffocating him. He leaned against the bar and gasped, and when he looked at Yang Mu's eyes, he became particularly frightened.

After wiping his hands on the clothes, Yang Mu glanced at Lance.

Lance's face turned pale, and he quickly put the gun on the bar and raised his hands.

However, Yang Mu ignored him, but looked at Morinov, turned around and walked slowly out of the tavern.

In the tavern, there was only the sound of Yang Mu's footsteps gradually fading away. With the sound of the door, Yang Mu walked out of the tavern, and the people inside breathed a sigh of relief. Although Yang Mu didn't say anything just now, his eyes were cold, making people feel as if he was staring at an eternal beast, and he had goose bumps all over his body.

Molinov took a sip of vodka and laughed.

He put the wine bottle on the bar, then glanced at the white man who covered his mouth and didn't dare to take action, but one hand was nailed to the bar, and reached out to pull down the fighting knife. The white man screamed again in pain, but did not dare to speak too much.

"Kaba 1214?U**C is dedicated!"

Molinov smiled with his mouth wide open.

This is a special tactical knife for the American Marine Corps, with very good quality.

He looked at Tom and said, "Old Tom, it would be a pity to put such a good knife on you. If you don't do it well, it will harm you."

"Mori, I don't want this knife anymore. Please help me deal with it."

Tom was already scared at this time and watched Molinov wave his hands repeatedly.

Molinov laughed twice and inserted the knife into his belt, "Lance, the money for the wine will be paid first, I will return it to you."

“As you wish.”

This Molinov was obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp, Lance nodded quickly.

Molinov stepped outside and when he reached the door of the tavern, he suddenly turned back and said, "Tom, Loronm is not suitable for you, you better not let me see you again. We are all peaceful people and don't like people making trouble here."

Tom's face turned pale.

Molinov's meaning was very clear, and he was to let him leave Loronm.

His mouth opened, but before he could speak, Molinov heard a bang and pushed the door out and left the tavern.

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The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

In West Africa in September, rains frequently.

This is the heavy rainy season in West Africa. At this time of year, it is always raining heavily, and floods will occur in many places.

Yang Mu stood under a fruit shed, holding his arms, watching the rain falling down the shed.

The news was not found out, but he fought with someone.

Yang Mu is not a particularly aggressive person by nature, but if someone bullies him, he will never swallow his anger. After living in Ningba Mountain for many years, he knows what it means to be bullied by others. Look at the elk in the mountains, they are docile and harmless. But in the end, they either become prey of wild animals or are hunted by humans.

Not bullying others does not mean that you will be bullied.

Yang Mu's personality is very simple. If you are kind to me, I will treat you well; if you bully me, I will cut your throat.

A gust of wind swept raindrops on him.

"Hey, do you want to buy things? Don't stand here and ruin my business."

The owner of the fruit shed is a black man.

However, he didn't look so friendly. Seeing Yang Mu standing there, he became a little impatient and spoke up to drive him away.

"Fured, is this shed yours?"

A sound with a strong accent sounded, and Molinov strode over and asked with a smile: "How come I remember that this shed was built by the government before, so that people can rest and enjoy the cool air. It would be fine if you occupy this shed, but why is it wrong for others to stand here for a while? "

The black man wanted to curse, but when he turned his head and saw clearly that it was Molinov, a humble smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Morry, is this your friend?"

"That's right."

The black man hurriedly said, "Look at my stinky mouth, I don't mean to drive him away."

Molinov walked into the shed in the rain, reached out and picked up a mango, tore open the skin and took a bite, and the juice splashed everywhere.

"Hey, Chinese, do you want one?"

Yang Mu glanced at Molinov with caution, then turned around and walked out of the shed.

The master once said: If you have nothing to do, you are either a traitor or a thief... He and Molinov met by chance, and this guy was too enthusiastic. This made Yang Mu involuntarily feel wary. Although he was not afraid of Molinov, he did not want to get too close to him.

"Mori, is this yellow-skinned monkey really your friend?"

The fruit dealer asked in confusion.

Molinov felt very embarrassed, so he glared at him fiercely, threw the mango in his hand to the ground, cursed in a low voice, and then hurried out of the shed and chased Yang Mu.

"Hey, friends from China, stop."

It was raining heavily, and Molinov quickly chased after him.

But it's strange that Yang Mu's stride frequency doesn't look fast, and his stride is not big, but he walks very fast. Molinov almost ran, but the distance between him and Yang Mu was getting bigger and bigger, and he was about to turn around the corner in front.

"Hey, Mu!"

Molinov was anxious and couldn't help but shout.

"Mu, is your name Mu Yang?"

Yang Mu paused, stopped, and turned around.

But Molinov ran to him panting, "Hey, you're leaving too fast... If I hadn't called you tentatively, I might have lost you. Don't look at me like that, I'm also entrusted to find you here."

"Who asked you to find me?"

Molinov finally adjusted his breathing evenly and wiped the water from his face, "miyoki, do you know it?"

"You mean, Mixue?"

"It's that Japanese girl... Damn, I thought this thief had died long ago, but I didn't expect she would still be alive.

She found me yesterday and asked me to help him pay attention to the Chinese people who went to Luolunmu.

If you didn't take action just now, I might not pay attention. Miyoki said you are very awesome, and it was indeed not easy for you to do it in the tavern just now. Miyoki said that if you see you, let me take you over to find them."

Mixue Qingchuan is indeed here!

Yang Mu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Where is she?"

"Come with me."

Molinov waved his hand and signaled Yang Mu to follow.

He led the way in front, walked into an alley, turned a few more turns, and took Yang Mu to the outside of a hotel.

The hotel is a motel with a row of bungalows and about ten houses.

There were two cars parked in the parking lot, a Ford RV and a Grand Cherokee.

“This is my hotel.”

Molinov smiled and pushed open the door.

When you walk into the house, there is a lobby, two rows of wooden chairs, and a simple counter.

Under the dim light, a fat black woman stood behind the counter, holding a little girl. Molinov came in, greeted the woman through the counter, and then carried the little girl from her arms.

"Jennifer, you can get off work."

"Mori, Nata is very well-behaved today."

The black woman smiled and explained to Morrie, then walked out of the counter.

She greeted Yang Mu very friendly, then pushed the door and walked out.

"Dad, you're drinking again."

The little girl's skin was a sickly white, and she hugged Molinov's neck and blamed her in Russian. Her facial features were delicate and beautiful, with blonde hair, like a porcelain doll, making people feel pity.

"My daughter, Nata."

Molinov held the girl and smiled at Yang Mu.

"Nata, you're here to watch, and call me if someone comes."

"knew."

The little girl obediently came down from Molinov's arms, and then looked at Yang Mu curiously, her green eyes full of doubts.

Yang Mu's pupils shrank and she smiled at her.

Molinov said, "Mu, come with me."

He took Yang Mu around the counter and walked into the room behind.

The house is not big, with a bed, two cabinets, and a desk in front of the window with a comic book on it.

Molinov opened the door of a cabinet, then fumbled for a while, and then heard a sound of clicking, a secret door opened inside the cabinet. He nodded to Yang Mu, then flashed into it. Yang Mu hesitated for a moment and walked in.

Thanks to book friend Shenlan Piaofeng for the reward!
Chapter completed!