Lin Mo discovered that nothing good had happened to him since he came back from the deep dreamland.

He was inexplicably brought to this remote place, became a wanted criminal inexplicably, and was framed as the murderer of Lao Zhao and Deputy Director Jiang.

This is what makes Lin Mo the saddest.

Based on the relationship between Lao Zhao and him, it is absolutely impossible for him to take action against Lao Zhao.

But Lin Mo vowed to find out about this matter.

We must not let Lao Zhao and the others die in vain.

I was driving a car now, but within five minutes, I actually hit two people. As Lin Mo got out of the car, he thought to himself why he had to stand on the road in such a big place.

That's really no sense of security at all.

But there was nothing we could do. No matter what we hit, we had to go down and take a look.

In the van.

Liu Dao moved his palms at this time.

He is recovering quickly and feels good now. Although he cannot move his body yet, moving his arms should not be a big problem.

At that moment, Liu Dao smiled ferociously, reaching out and pulling out a knife from his waist with a cruel look on his face.

This knife was made by himself.

The blade is hooked and extremely sharp. What he likes most is to use this knife to torture his prey, listen to the other party's wails, and enjoy the feast of flesh and blood. Every time, he can experience a kind of joy from it.

A joy that cannot be experienced anywhere else.

That's right, Liu Dao would kill others purely for fun.

Sometimes, he would even engage in something similar to role-playing, pretending to be in contact with the victim first, slowly getting familiar with it, and then suddenly taking action at the appropriate time.

He likes the other person's expression of surprise, disbelief, despair, fear and pain the most.

Originally, he planned to do the same this time.

But the other party actually dared to hit him.

Then Liu Dao decided to take action directly. Now that he had recovered a lot, he would take action when the other party came back.

Holding the knife, Liu Dao had already begun to plan where to strike first.

Just as I was thinking about it, the car door next to me opened with a bang.

This startled Liu Dao.

Why did you open the back seat door? What did the other party want to do?

Subconsciously hiding the knife behind his back, Liu Dao looked over and saw the driver holding a bloody man and stuffing the man in.

"Have you recovered? Just in time, help me, yes, pick someone up, hurry up, don't be stunned."

Lin Mo greeted Liu Dao immediately when he saw him.

After a while, the back row seemed a little crowded.

Because there is one more person.

The man was hit badly, and his neck seemed to be broken, but he was not dead.

It was because he was not dead that Lin Mo took the other party into the car.

After all, you are the perpetrator, so you can't just leave others to die on the road.

Of course, for Lin Mo, there is no longer any person or dream demon in his eyes, and the boundary between the two is no longer that important to him.

Because they are all weak.

For example, Lin Mo could tell at a glance that the person he brought here was a dream demon, a kind of murderer, but at this moment he was beaten to death.

Put it in the car first.

In addition to Lin Mo's embarrassment, it was also because these were the 'locals' he had finally found, and he needed to understand the situation here.

Since we can't find normal living people, we have to do the same thing when looking for incubus.

After doing it, Lin Mo looked at a bloody intestine on the ground.

It comes out of the opponent's belly.

The impact just now was so hard that my stomach was torn open.

Lin Mo knelt down, picked up the intestines, and stuffed them all into Liu Dao's mouth.

"You can help him hold it for a while, or help him stuff it back."

"..."

Liu Dao held the intestines in his hands and was speechless for a moment.

Lin Mo had already entered the cab and continued driving.

Liu Dao noticed at this time that he seemed to have seen the person who was put into the car after this.

Almost no one in this area doesn't know about this terrifying murderer.

The opponent is called a "mad dog". He doesn't need weapons. His sharp claws are the best weapons. Liu Dao has seen mad dogs eating people. It was really scary and bloody.

In particular, the physique of a mad dog is extremely strong, like a liger, and it is impossible for normal people to fight against it.

However, the mad dog was badly hit at this moment. It seems that he lost several teeth and his limbs were broken, but he was still a little close to death.

In the circle of murderers around, Mad Dog is at the top.

Anyway, compared with others, Liu Dao is not worth mentioning.

Feeling the mad dog's eyes staring at him, Liu Dao's scalp felt numb, and he quickly and respectfully called out "Brother Dog" in a low voice.

"This driver, I will have to eat him alive in a while!"

Mad Dog said something.

He is really different from Liu Dao. Liu Dao pretended to stop a car and deliberately harmed people. But Mad Dog was not the same. He was just lying on the road to rest, and he was hit and disowned.

Who can I talk to to reason with this?

No car has passed by this road for months. The mad dog usually lies here to rest. Unexpectedly, he was hit by this bastard today.

"Put my intestines back in!" Mad Dog ordered, and Liu Dao hurriedly stuffed his intestines.

Lin Mo was still driving.

This time he had a better memory and started driving seriously, while achieving his original purpose, which was to find out information.

"You two look like you know each other?"

Lin Mo started talking.

Looking at Liu Dao and Mad Dog in the rearview mirror, they are quite harmonious. They help each other and whisper to each other. They must know each other.

Neither of them paid any attention to Lin Mo, and only responded with fierce and vicious looks.

Obviously, as soon as he recovered, he would kill this hateful driver.

Lin Mo didn't care at all.

He continued to chat: "What do you call us?"

The mad dog gritted his teeth and said nothing. He was recovering his strength and would eat the driver after a while. The main reason was that the mad dog had no habit of talking to food.

Liu Dao sneered: "You should worry about yourself when you have time."

After hearing this, Lin Mo said that it would be better for you to be more honest.

"I actually don't have a good temper. It's mainly because I bumped into you accidentally, so I'm so polite. I suggest you just answer whatever you ask. This is the wisest thing. After all, I'm actually not in a good mood right now, and I can easily be

Angry..."

"I'm irritating you, you bastard..." Liu Dao cursed directly. As he spoke, he took out the knife and planned to hit the other person on the back of his neck.

As a result, Lin Mo saw something in the middle of the road ahead, and immediately braked suddenly.

Liu Dao's head hit the back of the seat in front of him, and the knife in his hand accidentally stabbed the mad dog's thigh. Not to mention, another section of the intestine that had just been inserted was pulled out.

The mad dog howled in pain, and his eyes nearly popped out.

The car stopped.

Lin Mo looked at the figure in the middle of the road in front and frowned.

"Why do people in your place like to walk on the road? This tricycle is sitting in the middle of the road. It has no quality at all."

Lin Mo turned to Liu Dao and Mad Dog and said.

One of them was stunned by the collision, and the other was in pain and could not speak.

Having no other choice, Lin Mo opened the door and walked out.

Liu Dao gritted his teeth at this time and looked up.

As a result, when he saw clearly the figure riding a tricycle in the middle of the road, his eyes narrowed.
To be continued...