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The iron liquid that surged from an unknown place on the ground instantly dissolved and intertwined towards their feet, locking them in place and rendering them immobile!
"What the hell is this crap?!"
"Why are my feet trapped?!"
The seven or eight men were shocked.
Their women were among the villagers behind them, and seeing this, they were naturally frantic, cursing and making a scene.
"You bastards! Do you really think you can turn the world upside down?!"
"Did you bring your men here to strut around Lin Village?!"
"Look what you did to Uncle Tiezhu!"
"Let my man go!"
The men were relentless, still arrogant despite their feet being shackled.
"Despicable!"
"We're just ordinary people, do you dare not use your Abilities?!"
Chen Mo found these people somewhat laughable upon hearing this.
The education level of the villagers near Lin Village was generally not high.
The only college graduate in the village, a woman, had been driven out by them.
Chen Mo approached a man who was shouting the loudest.
He raised his right hand and aimed a fierce punch at the man's abdomen!
"Bang!"
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With that punch, the tall and burly man felt a twisting pain in his belly.
He screamed and fell heavily to the ground!
The man endured the severe pain, glaring at Chen Mo.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face twisted in agony.
"Fing Hell..."
"It's nothing!"
Chen Mo sneered.
He drew the Ghost Knife and advanced towards the man, who looked on in utter terror.
"Shick!" In an instant, the knife pierced his neck!
The man's pupils dilated, his face filled with disbelief.
The cut severed an artery, and a massive amount of blood spurted from his neck!
The blood stained the yellow earth beneath his feet.
Then, an ear-piercing scream rang out!
"Ah!!"
"Murder!"
"He's a devil!"
The women in the village were scared out of their wits.
This scene terrified everyone present.
A woman nearby looked at Chen Mo with disbelief.
She hadn't expected this man to be so ruthless.
But she didn't stop him; instead, she watched the terrified villagers with cold eyes.
For some reason, seeing the man dead on the ground, his blood flowing, a twisted pleasure rose in her heart.
She had felt the same sensation yesterday when she killed a man with a rock.
Chen Mo withdrew the Ghost Knife, flicking off the blood that stained it.
He then faced all the villagers present.
With an indifferent expression, Chen Mo spoke.
"Anyone who says another word, they're next."
The scene fell silent in an instant.
Sometimes, only blood can make people truly understand their situation.
At this moment, the villagers of Lin Village quickly became much more obedient.
Chen Mo looked at the people before him, a thought inexplicably rising in his mind.
Shuangshi Mountain had too many resources; he couldn't stay here to mine jade crystals forever.
The men of Lin Village were all tall and strong.
They would make a fine labor force.
The village chief of Lin Village was petrified, his legs weak.
He seemed as if his old bones were about to fall apart.
"You, you, you..."
"Me?" Chen Mo turned around, revealing a sinister smile.
He said to the village chief.
"I don't have time to waste here with you."
"If you don't want to die, make way."
Chen Mo sneered, and under the fearful gazes of the villagers, he walked forward.
The villagers of Lin Village didn't dare to stop him, holding their breath and making way.
Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at Chen Mo, afraid of ending up like the man.
The women and men who had been the loudest before were now trembling uncontrollably.
A few women approached the young woman, heads bowed and trembling, and said.
"Xiaoyue, I was wrong before..."
"Lin Village welcomes you..."
"There are some eggs and rice in the village; take whatever you want!"
When life is at stake, food doesn't seem so important.
The young woman looked at the villagers who had once bullied her and her brother, calling them names, and now they were in such a state.
A sense of revengeful pleasure surged in her heart.
She smiled radiantly and said.
"Folks, don't worry, we really just want to go to Shuangshi Mountain."
"Aunt Wang, Aunt Liu, don't be too scared. After all, my brother and I have received a lot of care from you since we were young."
The young woman looked at the few women with the lowest heads in the crowd, revealing an icy smile.
She followed Chen Mo.
A group of villagers...
***
Chen Mo looked at Poverty-stricken and the young woman who followed.
He said to Poverty-stricken.
"Poverty-stricken, keep an eye on that bunch."
"Don't let them leave; have them wait there until I return."
Poverty-stricken, with its large pupils somewhat puzzled, growled and turned its massive body towards the villagers.
The young woman pondered for a moment and then said.
"Do you want them to work as laborers?"
Chen Mo paused, looking at the young woman with some surprise.
"How did you know?"
He hadn't said anything, yet this woman seemed too clever.
After some thought, the young woman said.
"I see you seem to need those unique stones; they must be of some help to you. With your strength, you could have killed all those people.
But you didn't. Those stones are heavy; even as an Abilities user, you can't take them all at once. If it were me, I would also choose to have them mine the stones for me."
Chen Mo said indifferently,"Is it possible that I simply don't want to commit a massacre?"
The young woman's eyes narrowed as she stared intently at Chen Mo's deep, indifferent eyes.
She said softly,"Then maybe I guessed wrong."
From Chen Mo's hesitation-free decision to kill the man and his cold expression, she knew that to this mysterious young man, killing someone was as easy as killing a zombie, without the slightest ripple.
Even if that group of villagers all died, there would probably be no disturbance in his heart.
Chen Mo: "Lead the way."
The young woman nodded, and the two entered Lin Village, following the mountain path towards the back mountain.
Shuangshi Mountain, known for its jade, still attracted many people even though the good jade had been mined out.
The path leading up the mountain was well cleared, clearly showing the traces of people who had passed by.