But Lin Mo's expression was indifferent.

He had already planned this trip, and it didn't matter even if he killed innocent people by mistake.

He only knew that there was a high probability that Old Man Wang would be damaged in this. Old Man Wang was so capable that he failed, so he had to be careful.

Even if it was a manslaughter.

So even though the monk whined and begged, Lin Mo didn't respond at all.

Even the two nightmares, Scarecrow and Belly Man, felt a little unbearable at this time.

"Boss, why don't you ask him..."

Lin Mo remained unmoved.

Just watching the monk burn to death in front of me.

The flame on the monk's back had not yet extinguished, and he was already motionless.

The headless boy and the belly-headed man let go of their hands, surrounded by the smell of burning barbecue.

"Who told you to let go?" Lin Mo frowned.
Chapter completed!