A few rubbish surrounded Chen Mo in the alleyway. He kept thinking about how much profit he would get today, how long he would be happy with this money, etc. He was drooling just thinking about it!
Chen Mo was also very interested in watching these guys, especially the green-headed flies. Just like the street gangsters in those domestic short videos, they walked over with a step that they didn't recognize, and a group of younger brothers also gathered around and looked around.
Playing with knives while walking.
Not only the swaying green hair, but also the shoulders of different heights, and the legs that have to fight three times every step, this is more interesting than the clown performance in the circus!
Chen Mo sighed, then compared the knives in their hands, and pulled out a 1.2-meter ghost pill from behind.
This knife, after leaving the small book, has been idle and useless! A good knife needs maintenance, but a knife like Onimaru that has been killed needs to be watered with blood.
The blowfly had just approached Chen Mo and was about to speak when he felt a pain in his chest. He looked down and realized that this Chinese man had stabbed him in the heart with a knife.
"You...!" Blowfly wanted to say something, but he felt that his eyes were starting to turn black. This world is so beautiful, but he has to say goodbye? He just wanted to say it arrogantly, but he didn't even let anyone speak.
Just let this Chinese person understand it?
When did the Chinese become so straightforward? Aren't they a bunch of cowards? If they don't have any money, they can just scare the Chinese and get money. But now, why is this?
What the hell, and why did this guy take out such a long knife, but he was just holding a swing knife of less than 18 centimeters, how could he play like this?
"Whoosh!" With a sound, before anyone else noticed, Chen Mo pulled Onimaru back. The Onimaru blade was shining with brilliance, but there was no trace of blood on it.
"Knife?!" Several guys who were playing with slinging knives saw the ghost pill in Chen Mo's hand. They immediately stopped and looked at Chen Mo in shock.
At this time, the blowfly slowly fell forward, but Chen Mo kicked it out, sending it flying backwards.
"Ah~!" Several guys suddenly screamed and wanted to run away, but how could they go faster than Chen Mo's Oni Pill?
The brilliance flashed one after another, and several guys also caught up with the blowfly and went to see their favorite anla!
"Garbage is garbage!" Chen Mo muttered, then gave Onimaru a cleaning technique and slowly inserted it into the scabbard. Even if there was no blood on Onimaru, there was still some pain, so cleaning it up was necessary. How to say it, my mood
That's the most important thing isn't it.
Chen Mo hates these Malay people, even more than Xiao Ben himself. When he was in college, he was very angry when he saw the Chinese people in Malaysia being bullied by these guys.
Especially when I saw on the news, these guys just robbed, smashed, and burned all the local Chinese shops! They were just like bandits.
But at that time, I didn’t have much ability, so I just muttered a few words, which was of no use at all!
But when Chen Mo used Oni Pill to end the group of blowflies, he felt a sense of clarity in his heart. His wish to clean up the garbage many years ago finally came true on this day.
Since arriving in Damalong City, some of the depression in his heart has gradually dissipated.
Originally, it was not worth Chen Mo taking action against these guys. Because he was already a master in the foundation building stage, equivalent to a half-step master in the country. Taking action against ordinary people under such circumstances would really undermine his identity.
But Chen Mo always remembers that everyone is responsible for maintaining hygiene and cleaning up garbage!
I immediately sighed, this is education that has long been available in China, and I was just following the previous education, so I did this!
In an instant, Chen Mo felt that he was really a good boy, and the red scarf in his heart became more and more vivid!
Ho ho!
After Chen Mo sent some garbage to the garbage dump, his mood suddenly became much brighter. It seems that sometimes, cleaning and removing garbage is also a happy thing.
When he walked out of the alleyway, Chen Mo's clothes and face had changed into the faces of the local Malays in Malaysia, and he walked onto the street.
"Hetu!" Chen Mo spit out as he watched people coming and going.
Suddenly, a woman passing by looked at Chen Mo with an expression of deep disgust.
"What are you looking at? I'm a horse! Here comes someone!" Chen Mo shouted arrogantly.
Suddenly, several people from other ethnic groups around him left his surroundings far away.
Hehe, this is what we want. Since we are causing trouble, we have to pretend to be locals. Isn’t it uncomfortable to still show our old face? Besides, you must work hard when you are outside.
To safeguard the dignity and face of the Chinese people, we must not be embarrassed.
Therefore, if you change your appearance and become a horseman, you can do whatever you want, and no one will be able to blame the Chinese people.
"You really have no quality, how can you be like a Chinese?" While Chen Mo was thinking about everything, a man who was also from Malaysia came over and yelled at Chen Mo.
"Pa!", Chen Mo slapped him directly.
"What the hell, they say that I am the same as the Chinese people. Can I be the same as the Chinese people? Do they dare to spit on the street?" He cursed this guy in his mouth and grabbed it with his hands.
This nosy guy slapped him and walked away.
"Pah, pah, pah!"
Immediately, this man's face began to swell. If he wants to insult Chinese people, he will naturally have to pay a corresponding price. Looking at this guy, he is not a good person. If he doesn't teach him a lesson now, he will teach him a lesson later.
"Ah! Bastard! Let go of the boss." A guy who looked like a younger brother rushed over and wanted to hit Chen Mo.
Don't tell me, since Chen Mo came out of the alley, he said that everything he heard and saw was in a language he could understand. Don't say he couldn't understand, because the words these guys spoke were all in Cantonese.
Many Malay people, especially those in areas where Chinese people gather, can speak Cantonese. Although Malaysia’s language requirements are mainly Malay, and official business, etc., are all in Malay and English.
Wait, but many Malays, especially those near Kuala Lumpur, can speak Cantonese.
This can also be said to be a strong assimilation of us Han people. It is also because the Chinese have economic influence, so many people in Malaysia can speak Chinese or Cantonese. There is nothing we can do about it.
The Chinese in Malaysia are rich, so many people who want to have a good meal naturally have to learn to speak Chinese.
And these guys Chen Mo met happened to be good at talking.
Moreover, even though Chen Mo couldn't understand the Malay language they spoke, he could understand the expressions of these guys. Therefore, he naturally used a little force to attack these people.
"Bang!" With a sound, Chen Mo directly kicked the two young men who were running towards him and flew away. Then he grabbed the guy who despised his lack of quality and slapped him hard several times again.
Only then when the Malaysian police came running over, he let go and quickly stepped out of the way.
Since they all looked like they were coming on horseback, the police came over and saw that they couldn't catch up, so they let go. Besides, it would be better to see if there is any benefit in pursuing this kind of matter.
And the guy who was slapped by Chen Mo could only cover his face and admit that he was unlucky. Although he was cursing in his heart and wanted to find out what happened to Chen Mo, he also knew that when he encountered a powerful person,
That guy, this is the result, this beating was in vain!
Chen Mo didn't expect that he just wanted to pretend to be a horse, but why would someone come up to criticize him and attack him personally? It was really too much! He deeply felt that Malaysia
There seems to be some ill will towards him here!
Hey! There is no way, this is the price of pretending to be a horse~it seems to be the meaning!
Hmm! This idea is really cool~ Come on!
hehe!
After Chen Mo smiled, he turned and left here, then took out a Thousand Miles Pursuing Talisman and used his true energy to use it. He wanted to find Datuk Lin as soon as possible, and also wanted to solve it after finding it. Then he
You can go home as soon as possible.
In addition, the country is still waiting for him to look for the Dragon Blood Wood after he returns.
This is the only regret after coming to Malaysia. If he could find the Dragon Blood Wood before coming here, then he would never have any worries, even if he encounters a guy with the same skill as him, he will leave it randomly
Poisonous insects, etc. have no problem with him at all.
But the most important thing now is that Chen Mo must kill Datuk Lin, and other matters will have to be postponed.
However, what I didn't expect was that after using the Thousand Miles Tracking Talisman, it spun on the spot without making any progress. After spinning a few times, it turned into ashes.
Chen Mo was a little dumbfounded. What happened? This guy named Datuk Lin is not in Kuala Lumpur! What the hell, what is going on? Why is he missing?
After thinking about it for a long time, I finally came up with the first solution, which was to use the Thousand Miles Tracking Talisman to search all parts of the country according to the overall shape of the horse and a diameter of five hundred miles.
But this method was too time-consuming, so Chen Mo decided to first find the guy named Kurai next to Datuk Lin. Once he found him, he could inquire about Datuk Lin's whereabouts.
Since the information given to Chen Mo contained detailed records and photos of Datuk Lin and Ku Lai, Chen Mo faced the photos and directly used his true energy to ignite them.
What Chen Mo didn't expect was that the Thousand Miles Pursuing Talisman still didn't move after it was lit. However, after just turning around in a circle, it started to shake and lose its direction.
Fortunately, after wandering for a few times, it flew out crookedly along a road.