Chapter 7 Earning Money
After Mo Lan came out of the tavern, he glanced left and right, then walked quickly towards the alley with a vigilant look, as if the words "I have a secret" were written on his face.
Not long after he left, a group of people followed him, and most of them followed Mo Lan without any prior arrangement.
However, there were also people walking in the opposite direction of Mo Lan, as if they were really going home.
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Mo Lan, who had not walked far yet, seemed to realize that someone was following him. His face showed three parts panic and seven parts anger. He immediately quickened his pace and walked quickly.
Seeing this, the few men with fierce faces at the back sneered and dispersed to surround .
Mo Lan walked faster and faster, and the faster he walked, the more he headed towards the alley next to him, as if he wanted to find a place to get rid of them.
The gangsters behind laughed when they saw this , and did not stop them. They just asked the two people to take a detour, and the others followed behind. However, none of them noticed the smile on Mo Lan's face that could hardly be hidden.
"Catch the ducks, catch a few, catch five, quack quack quack quack."
Not long after, Mo Lan, who was in a hurry, walked into the dead end without waiting for those who wanted to take a detour to stop him. The five people who followed him saw this and immediately blocked the entrance to the alley.
"Brother, why are you walking so fast?"
A man walked up to Mo Lan, who had a panicked look on his face, brushed the dust off his clothes and spoke.
"Why did you forget about your brothers when you had the chance to make a fortune?"
"Don't waste your time on him. Tell me, where is the treasure?"
The other man was waiting for him, saying fiercely.
Looking at this gangster with a face full of flesh and hostility, the panic on Mo Lan's face suddenly disappeared. He reached out from the alley next to him and directly grabbed out a straight wooden stick that was as high as his shoulder and as thick as an egg, and said simply and straightforwardly.
"Yes, indeed. Stop wasting time and hand over all the money you have."
Hearing Mo Lan's words, the people on the opposite side were stunned, looked at each other, and immediately grinned.
"Robbed us?"
After saying that, they picked up stones from the ground and held them in their hands. One of them took out a palm-length dagger and rushed towards Mo Lan.
Mo Lan smiled slightly.
"Don't you know that you are surrounded by me? Do you still want to fight back?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Lan pointed the long stick in his hand.
"First there was a flash of cold light, then a gunshot... oh, sorry, I went to the wrong set."
Mo Lan spoke casually, raised the wooden stick in his hand and smashed it down hard.
There was no pattern in the sticks, but with Mo Lan's current mental power and control, they were very precise, one after another, and not a single hit missed.
Every time the stick was hit, red and swollen marks appeared on the neck, shoulders, and hands, and then the stick was stabbed into their stomachs again and again, beating them so hard that they ran away in panic, even dropping the stones and daggers they had picked up, and screaming in agony.
At some point, Mo Lan had turned behind them, holding a wooden stick and twisting his neck.
"You are surrounded by me. Be honest and hand over all the money, otherwise I will not let you go."
"I'm telling you, we are from the Viper Gang. If you dare to touch me..."
Snapped!
Before the man could even start talking, he was slapped in the face by the dagger man behind him, interrupting him directly.
After the beating, he took out all the money he had on him.
"Hurry up, take out all the money you have, don't dilly-dally."
The dagger man spoke as he took out all the money and handed it to Mo Lan with a smile on his red and swollen face.
"Big brother, this is a small gift from us, please accept it. Also, if you are short of money, you can consider joining our Viper Gang.
With your ability, you can definitely manage an entire street, and then you will have more money than you can spend every month."
Mo Lan looked at the dagger man with amusement, wrapped the wallet with a piece of cloth, and pointed at the dagger on the ground without saying a word.
When the man with the dagger saw it, an expression of heartache immediately appeared on his face, but he still picked it up and handed it to Mo Lan. He had no intention of fighting back from beginning to end.
Mo Lan put a wooden stick on his shoulder and played with a dagger in his hand. He turned around and walked outside. As he walked, he seemed to remember something and took a piece of cloth to tie it around his face.
Well, you have to cover your face.
"Brother, if you need money again, come to our Viper Gang."
Mo Lan didn't answer, but walked straight outside and finally disappeared around the corner. Seeing this, the man with the dagger breathed a sigh of relief, then slapped the man hard.
"You Viper Gang, you Viper Gang, you are so awesome, why haven't you been beaten to death? Are you looking for death?"
"Brother, I was wrong. I won't retaliate against him. I will call him brother next time I see him."
Snapped!
He was slapped in the face again, and the others looked at him with pity.
"That dagger man is a man who knows what's happening and can bend and stretch. He saved me a lot of trouble. Well, I'll kill him next time I see him. It's a good opportunity to see if this kind of thug counts as experience points."
Mo Lan muttered, find a place to count the money.
"One hundred and seventy-five copper nas, cost twenty copper nas, net profit one hundred and fifty-five copper nas, comfortable, killing people and setting fires to gain a gold belt, the ancients were not deceiving me."
Mo Lan ran to the grocery store with a smile on his face. He slapped huge sums of eighty yuan on the counter of the store owner, who looked down on him.
Hmm, Mo Lan said, feeling refreshed all over.
"Come on, pack up the three and a half cans of oil for me."
The shop owner hesitated for a while, but finally packed the black oil for Mo Lan.
Money still needs to be earned.
Mo Lan took the four jars tied together and walked straight out of the town without hesitation.
When I left, I did not forget to open the forum and posted a message.
"Mo Lan: I found a way to get rich, surpriseヽ(＊′з｀＊)丿!"
There was a reply as soon as the post was published, it seems that the person lives in the forum.
"Outlaw: I know. I have a whole bookcase filled with methods to get rich. They are guaranteed to work and make you rich. Do you want to read it?"
"Mo Lan: I mean in the Real Game."
"Qin Chu Tang Ming: Well, in the real game, there is no bookcase criminal law, nor is there a law enforcement team. You will not be thrown into a water dungeon for a whole day because of robbery, nor will you be whipped thirty times and have a red name for a whole day. You can rest assured, there really is no such thing."
"Mo Lan: Uh, we are good people, why do we have to rob, won't you let others rob you?"
"Qin Chu Tang Ming: What you mean is..."
"Mo Lan: Yes, yes, as long as we do this and that first, and then that and that, we can get rich. We won't be discovered by the law enforcement team at all. Even if we are discovered, you are not guilty, and you won't be put on the red list. There are pictures to prove it.
Money.jpg"
"Qin Chu Tang Ming: ⊙ω⊙"
"Outlaw: ⊙ω⊙"
"Zhang San Li Si: ⊙ω⊙"
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In the town, Mo Lan looked at the forum backstage with a smile.
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Watching the data increase little by little, Mo Lan's confidence in working full-time also increased little by little, and his mood became more and more cheerful.
However, when he heard the familiar voice again after leaving the town, the smile on Mo Lan's face gradually disappeared.
The leopard followed him again.
"There are so many people coming and going here, how can I be so worthy?"
Mo Lan had a grim expression on his face. He did not go into the forest, but walked along the river, going deeper and deeper, walking among the reeds until he saw a small desert.
