Mo Wen was too lazy to pay attention to him. He put away his dagger and walked to the car and opened the trunk, staring at the man covered in wounds.

Unexpectedly, there was a person hidden in the trunk.

"He has offended Brother Xu and Zhang Xu, and he will be thrown into the land of death by Zhang Xu." Afraid that Mo Wen is unhappy, A Yan leans over and explains in a low voice, even changing the title of Zhang Xu, "He is Zhang Xu's younger brother...it seems to be a mobile businessman."

It’s a pity that Mo Wen has no interest in who this person is, but he is still a little interested in mobile businessmen.

The so-called mobile merchant is a merchant who has no fixed sales location and travels around the world to buy things with goods.

"Are you a mobile businessman?" he asked in a whisper as he stared at the man lying in the trunk.

The man coughed a few times, nodded extremely weakly, and curled up in fear.

Seeing this, Mo Wen raised the corner of his lips slightly and cut off the rope that tied the man.

"I saved you." He lifted the man up and put it on the ground with a more "gentle" look. Mo Wen bent down and stuffed a compressed biscuit into the man's hand, and said directly, "So you want to repay me."

The wounded man sat up with Mo Wen's arm. He looked at a compressed biscuit as big as a palm in his hand, and felt tears falling out.

It’s a way out for him to eat a piece of compressed biscuit for more than a week. This completely gives him a way out!

"How do you want me to repay?" The man's dry throat moved, his voice hoarse and unpleasant.

"Your name?" Mo Wen said lightly, raising his eyes.

"Zhang Xin."

"Very good Zhang Xin." Mo Wen smiled faintly, "Please go to District 3 of the Place of Death a month later. I want to do a long-term business with you."

"You will come." After a pause, Mo Wen narrowed his eyes dangerously and added another sentence.

"Yes, of course!" Zhang Xin, who felt like he was staring at by a poisonous snake, quickly replied, and a thin layer of sweat faintly oozing out of his cold back, "Then how can I find you in District 3?"

He didn't dare to ask Mo Wen why he wanted to go to District 3.

Mo Wen stood up and looked down at Zhang Xin and said, "I will know when you come."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the car without saying anything. Before getting on the car, he saw an arm of Zhang Xu that was cut off by him on the ground. After thinking about it, he picked it up.

Sitting on the ground and watching Mo Wen driving away, Zhang Xin bit the compressed biscuits and felt a burst of pain in his throat.

Now this is a place where the Land of Death is relatively close to the outside, and you should be able to leave here in a week.

"Hello, can you take me out of here?" The driver who has been acting as an invisible person walked to Zhang Xin carefully and said in a crying voice, "I am just an ordinary person. Now I really can't go back without a car!"

Zhang Xin squinted the driver when he heard this. He did not forget the driver's appearance of obedience to Zhang Xu.

The driver seemed to see the murderous intent in Zhang Xin's eyes. The big beads of sweat from his head rolled down, and his legs became weak and kneeled directly on the ground and said, "I had no choice but to force me to drive before. I was just an ordinary person..."

Do you use ordinary people as an excuse? Don’t want to pay attention to the driver’s pitiful look, Zhang Xin opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Xu, who was lying on the ground, and his chest was still undulating, and got up and walked over.

"Don't you want me to die, brother?" Zhang Xin stepped on Zhang Xu's chest without hesitation, and smiled ferociously as he looked at his mouth with blood foam and painful expression, "I'm not as good as you want."

He is a third-level psychic. Although his strength is not as good as Zhang Xu, he has no worries about food and drink because he is a mobile businessman, but he almost died in this ghost place because of Zhang Xu.

It is precisely because he is a psychic person that although his body is still a little sore at this time, he can walk normally after he recovers for a while.

"I said I can't do business with you, but I can't do it. Why do you force me?" Zhang Xin put a hard force on his leg until he heard the sound of a broken rib and took back his feet.

Zhang Xu vomited blood, stared at him in despair with red eyes, his lips turned purple, his face turned tight. After a violent cough, he finally died of breath and died with his eyes closed.

"Go with me." Seeing this, Zhang Xin withdrew his foot and rubbed it on the ground. After a while, he turned his head and said to Ayan behind him.

A Yan, who was named, covered her swollen face and walked up happily, shook Zhang Xu and hugged Zhang Xin's thigh. It was also good.

"...what about me?" The driver rubbed his 20s face, his eyes a little red.

"You? Fight for yourself." Zhang Xin laughed badly, pulled A Yan over and turned around and left.

Women can also take them to the road for a while, what can men do?

The driver stood there with a look of disgrace, but did not dare to follow him. He dared to say that if he followed, Zhang Xin would definitely kill him with his own hands.

Ayan held Zhang Xin's arm and carefully looked back at the driver who was getting farther and farther away from them. She sighed in her heart and felt a little happy again.

Although she is an ordinary woman, she can still survive as long as she can get along with the psychics.

"That man was fine just now?" Looking up at Zhang Xin with a blank expression, A Yan whispered, "I really saw zombies in the car ahead."

"With that man's strength, he can't get a zombie?" Zhang Xin sneered, not even giving A Yan a look. He looked at the gloomy sky, and a light flashed quickly in his blood-covered eyes.

The feeling that man gave him from beginning to end was a madman.

A total madman.

He has always believed in his intuition. He can't afford to offend that man, nor can he be offended.

At this time, Mo Wen, who was being talked about, was humming a tune and driving leisurely.

Yu Lan looked at the scenery moving back quickly outside the window, which was so quiet that she occasionally made a "gurgle" sound from her throat.

"Does Lan Lan want to eat crystal cores?" Mo Wen asked gently when he looked at Yu Lan's dull appearance with his side.

Yu Lan ignored him.

"Lan Lan..." Mo Wen had no choice but to reach out and touch Yu Lan's cheek, trying to attract her attention. Only then did Yu Lan come back to her senses, and turned around and kept staring at him.

"Do you want to eat crystal cores?" Mo Wen asked again, and took out two crystal cores and handed them to Yu Lan's mouth.

Yu Lan looked at the crystal core in Mo Wen's hand hesitantly. After a while, his head moved slightly. He opened his mouth and ate one, and said that he would not eat anything else.

I ate a total of six crystal cores a day today...Mo Wen secretly wrote it down in his heart.

The energy that can be consumed at each level a day has a limit value. If it is below the limit value, the growth will slow down to a certain extent, but if it is above it, the energy will be oversaturated and cause damage to the body.

Now it seems that the energy Yu Lan can intake every day is six crystal nuclei.
Chapter completed!