At this point, this so-called vote has no practical significance.

Forced to this point, no one can retreat.

The so-called failure to go out will result in a group attack.

"That's right, we are a family and we have to talk behind closed doors..."

Geng Mo stood up with his hands on the table, walked slowly to Wang Wei, raised his hand and put it on his shoulder, remained silent for two seconds, and then said, "Old man, although you didn't kick me out, what should I do if I'm scared?

I won’t mention what I said before, but today you have to give me an explanation. If you don’t explain it clearly, no one can leave..."

Wang Wei looked at the eyes so close to the side of his face, and his heart began to surge with anger. When had he, Wang Wei, ever been so angry?

"Haha..." Geng Mo smiled, letting go of Wang Wei, who was tense all over, and patted him on the shoulder. He walked out from behind and walked to the other side of the table. His footsteps were the only sound in the hall.

Every time they took a step, some people were nervous and others let out a long sigh of relief. They heard footsteps coming from behind, but they didn't dare to look back and could only wait quietly. This feeling was so desperate.

Xiao Chang had already sensed that something was wrong. The sweat on his face was flowing down. He was so nervous that he was about to scream. He sat upright and his head was motionless, but his pupils were squeezed into the corners of his eyes and stared in the direction where Geng Mo came. He felt that his heart was about to explode.

It jumped out of my mouth, feeling slightly suffocated.

"Boss Chang..." Geng Mo came behind him and put his hands on his shoulders.

If this had not happened today, he knew what the consequences would be for Geng Mo, so now he would not think about Geng Mo being merciful, even if he closed his eyes, his flesh and blood would look like a blur.

The sound sounded to his ears like the call of the abyss. His legs softened, and a warm current flowed out of his crotch. He turned his head tremblingly.

"We have known each other for a long time. I remember that when Third Master came to me for the first time, you also started talking and shouted happily. What do you think? Do you think I am not suitable for this circle?"

Geng Mo rubbed his shoulders very leisurely.

The force was not strong, but it made Xiao Chang scratch his heart with his claws, making him feel uncomfortable and frightened.

"No...no!" His tongue had already begun to curl up, making it difficult to speak.

Everyone present could see Geng Mo, but they all lowered their heads and did not dare to look. No one could guarantee whether the next scene would be bloody. They were worried that it would be a lifelong shadow, so they could only pray for peace in their hearts.

Chang glanced around and saw that no one dared to speak, so he could only turn to Wang Wei for help.

He said with a cry, "Old man...!"

Wang Wei was also in dire straits, he couldn't even care about himself, how could he care about him, and looked away.

"Why…"

Geng Mo was still holding his shoulders and made a slight noise. He bent down and turned to look at the man next to him, and asked with a somewhat puzzled expression: "Friend, are you not grumpy anymore?"

The man trembled when he heard these words. At this time, he was a fool to say that he was irritable and buried his head lower.

Xiao Chang thanked him and finally transferred his anger.

"Here, bring me the knife..."

Geng Mo raised his hand and said, staring at the man. Hearing this, Zhan Bao walked around the conference table and put the knife into Geng Mo's hand. At this time, Wang Wei also thanked him, as he was not an ordinary deterrent by his side.

"Stand up, take it!" Geng Mo grabbed his collar, half pushing and half pulling him up.

Seeing this scene, some people wanted to run and leave this place of right and wrong, but their legs felt like lead and they couldn't even stand up.

Geng Mo held the knife with one hand and handed it to him. The irritable man in front of him picked it up tremblingly with both hands.

"Hold it..." Geng Mo pushed the knife towards him again and shouted loudly.

The strong man seemed to be out of breath, holding a heavy knife in both hands, and breathing heavily in his lungs like a bellows!

Geng Mo turned around: "Cut me!"

When the strong man heard this, his hands shook even more.

Geng Mo Leng turned around with his eyes wide open: "Aren't you trying to punish me by riding on the horse? Why don't you do it?!...Ah?!"

"Clang!"

The heavy knife hit the table from his hand, and he couldn't hold it firmly. He sat on the stool in shock, his eyes dull.

Geng Mo grabbed the heavy knife and slashed hard at the strong man's forehead!

Amid everyone's exclamations, the heavy knife was only a thin piece of paper away from the man's forehead!

A streak of blood spread through his hair. This was the energy of the sword, which showed that Geng Mo was really murderous at this time!

"Aren't you awesome anymore?" Geng Mo took a deep breath and slapped his face with the back of the knife: "Do you know how many times labor and management have died? You are using your power to overwhelm me. Are you sure you can kill me in one round?!"

It doesn't take much effort on the hands to make a sound, and the sounds are frightening to hear!

Ding Xia looked at Geng Mo without blinking, admiring this man's last performance. Even Zhao Dezhu and Zhan Qingming had mixed feelings.

"No... I have lost my temper." He said again tremblingly.

"Bang..." After his words fell, Geng Mo used a rough force on his hand and instantly pressed his head on the conference table. In comparison, the sound was much louder, shocking to the hearts of those who had already collapsed.

I couldn't help but sit up straight like a primary school student again.

"It won't work if I give you a chance..." Geng Mo pressed his head with one hand and bent down to look at him again, more or less sickly: "It won't work?"

He asked again with innocent eyes. Seeing that the man was about to suffocate with fear, he turned his head and looked at Xiao Chang. Xiao Chang thought he had escaped, but when he saw him suddenly looking at him, he was so frightened that his stomach was full of fear.

All the remaining liquid was squeezed out, just like a giant anaconda living in legend. Its body was behind, only its head suddenly appeared on the side of the cheek. And it was still staring at itself, with the snake Xinzi protruding,

No one doubts that it can eat people alive when it opens its mouth.

"Snapped!"

Geng Mo raised his left hand and pressed it on Xiao Chang's head.

"Are you afraid?"

"Afraid..." Xiao Chang blurted out.

"Your master won't save you? There's no point in being afraid." Geng Mo asked word for word.

Hearing this, Wang Wei's face tightened, and he felt sad and angry but did not dare to speak.

"Let's do this. One of you can stand up and go out. Let's have a fight. Whoever wins will go out standing." While Xiao Chang was stunned, Geng Mo suddenly grabbed the hair of the two of them and hit them hard in the middle. "Bang."

"With a sound, their heads suddenly hit each other.

"Do it!" Geng Mo shouted suddenly, his voice like thunder, "Look, if they don't do it, they'll all be fucking chopped up!"

Hearing this, Zhan Bao raised his knife dully, ready to take action at any time.

"Ah..." Xiao Chang was already on the verge of collapse. His head was knocked dizzy, but he wanted to live even more. He shouted and used the legendary king's eight punches, constantly hitting the violent man.

This man was not a vegetarian and he fought back without hesitation. For a moment, the two of them were fighting each other.
Chapter completed!