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Chapter 166 Isn't this bullying an honest person? The Enforcement Hall enters! (More updates, please subscribe~!)
This sudden shout was particularly harsh in the crowd and was heard by many people almost instantly.

Lin Mo and Chu Wange naturally heard it as well, and he looked towards the crowd.

He saw a menial disciple with no insignia on his chest standing in the crowd, glaring at him angrily.

Seeing the people around him looking at him, he was not afraid at all, but became even more angry:

"What are you looking at? Isn't this a match-fixing?"

After he finished speaking, his eyes seemed to be blazing with fire as he pointed directly at Lin Mo:
"Lin Mo, you openly cheated with Chu Wange and violated the rules of the gambling table. Shouldn't you give us an explanation?"

Someone in the crowd immediately followed suit and shouted, "Yes! Give me an explanation, give me an explanation!"

Where did the repeater come from?!
The audience around looked into the crowd, trying to find the voice that had been repeating from beginning to end.

It's obvious that these internet trolls are so useless that I've completely lost my mood for watching the show!
The eyes of the menial disciples around them, who had lost everything but their pants, lit up slightly and turned their gazes towards Lin Mo and the others.

Lin Mo and the others actually stopped and turned around to look over here.

When the errand disciple saw this scene, he became even more excited and said directly:

"Lin Mo, you are obviously the representative of us ordinary disciples, but you actually teamed up with the disciples of the Sword Academy to openly manipulate the situation. Do you deserve our support?"

The crowd shouted again: "That's right! Do you deserve it? Do you deserve it?"

The errand disciples around also nodded.

The errand disciple was even more motivated when he saw so many people supporting him:

"Lin Mo, you must apologize for your behavior and take substantial action."

Hearing this, Lin Mo smiled and asked curiously: "Oh? What substantive action do you want?"

When the errand disciple heard this, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, and he said:

"Don't think I don't know. You manipulated the gambling table for your own personal gain. You just bet everything on yourself. I'm afraid you've made a fortune now!"

When the people around heard this, there was an uproar.

Lin Mo and Chu Wange manipulated the gambling table and won everything! ?
No way! ?

Many people looked skeptical.

Lin Mo subconsciously turned his head and looked at Pan Peng who was very close to him. The latter waved his hand and said:
"I did not say it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped his own mouth and quickly added to everyone:
"I, that's not what I meant. Senior Brother Lin didn't set up this betting table. Senior Brother Lin didn't manipulate it!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the menial disciples who had lost the game were completely furious and no longer cared about anything else.

After hearing the words "Lin Mo is in charge", their eyes turned red and they all gathered around him.

"Lin Mo, we called you our senior brother, but this is how you repay us!"

"Okay, just now I was thinking that I was unlucky to lose money, but it turns out that someone was manipulating me!"

"Brother Lin, we need an explanation!"

"Give me back my hard-earned money! I have worked so hard for three years and finally saved up a few hundred contribution points. I beg you, Senior Brother Lin, just give me back my capital. I don't ask for anything else!"

"Me, me too... I'll never gamble again as long as I have the capital!"

"..."

A group of people spoke up and surrounded Lin Mo to ask for contribution points.

Some people even cried and bowed, just begging Lin Mo to return his capital, looking so miserable.

There were constant sounds of shouting, crying and noise all around.

Even though Pan Peng kept explaining with a red face that it was just a slip of the tongue, the errand disciple who had already lost his mind due to losing money didn't care.

They gradually became more agitated from crying, as if Lin Mo was the leather factory owner who owed the workers their hard-earned money.

For a moment, everyone was condemning Lin Mo and Chu Wange.

Chu Wange frowned slightly, and was about to summon his natal flying sword without saying a word, but Lin Mo beside him held down his right hand.

She turned her head in confusion, but saw the other person shaking his head slightly, signaling her not to move.

Chu Wange let out an "oh" and withdrew his murderous intent.

There are no twists and turns for pure sword cultivation. If you are not convinced, just ask the sword, and he will ask until you are convinced.

But she chose to listen to Lin Mo.

Lin Mo, who was criticized the most by the people around him, had been standing there since he said that at the beginning, allowing these people to complain and criticize him without saying a word. He just looked at them indifferently the whole time.

When these people were tired, or found that talking alone didn't seem to get any reaction from the other party, they slowly stopped.

The first errand disciple saw that Lin Mo had been silent, so he pointed at him and said:
"Lin Mo, what do you mean now? Are you going to pay the money or not? Draw a line!"

Everyone focused their attention on Lin Mo again, only to see him utter three words slowly:
"Why?"

The errand disciple looked slightly surprised, and then he continued:
"Do you really think I'm a sucker? If I make money, I have to share it with you? I'm not your father!"

Lin Mo's expression was relaxed, and there was not even a hint of anger in his tone. He just stared at the errand disciples around him and said something that shocked everyone again:

"Also, who told you that I'm going to represent you?"

The errand disciples around were stunned, and even many spectators were stunned.

I didn't expect Lin Mo to be so bold that he dared to say such words that would infuriate everyone.

Lin Mo didn't care about their thoughts, and asked jokingly: "You, and you guys, do you really support me?"

“If you really support it, how can you lose money?”

After hearing this, many of the onlookers came to their senses.

Just now, I was distracted by that errand disciple. I always felt that there was something wrong with what he said. It turned out that there was a problem from the very beginning.

If he really supported Lin Mo and acknowledged that he was a representative of ordinary disciples, how could he say one thing to his face and another behind his back and place all his bets on Chu Wange?

That must be Lin Mo's money, and he must have made a fortune!

Pan Peng saw the right opportunity and immediately showed his own experience, pointing at this group of chores and saying:

"That's right. I just said in the audience that you all supported Senior Brother Lin, but you bet on Senior Sister Chu. To put it bluntly, you are all traitors!"

He shook his brain, opened the betting settlement page and said:
"Did you see that? I'm the one who really supports Senior Brother Lin. With the odds of ten times, I directly earned several hundred contribution points!"

When the errand disciples around him saw the amount marked in red on his inspiration, their eyes widened and they felt extremely regretful.

"The peak bears witness to the false supporters, and the dusk bears witness to the devout believers!"

The more Pan Peng spoke, the more excited his tone became. At this moment, he seemed to be shrouded in a layer of Buddha's light. He raised his chin high and said indignantly to the group of menial disciples:
"You are all traitors!"

Lin Mo silently gave him a thumbs up and said, Well said, little brother!

Perhaps it was because the Buddha's light on Pan Peng was too dazzling, and many of the menial disciples who had just "argued" to get back their bets actually felt a trace of shame in their hearts.

Many people stopped talking and lowered their heads. Some even secretly took a few steps back, trying to retreat back into the crowd and pretend nothing had happened.

The reversal came so quickly.

Some people in the crowd even cheered for Pan Peng's passionate statement.

"Well said! They are just a bunch of fence-sitters who change their views according to the wind!"

"That's right. I'm also a errand disciple. Although I didn't place any bets, I've always supported Senior Brother Lin Mo!"

"Speaking of which, the matching mechanism of the sword arena is random, right? How could Senior Brother Lin deliberately manipulate it?"

"Right, right, right! The score was so close and the battle was so intense, how could it be possible that Senior Brother Lin Mo did it on purpose?"

"Tsk! To put it bluntly, this group of people are just desperate and now they want to find someone to take over."

"Fuck, I can't stand it anymore, isn't this bullying an honest person!?"

"..."

Everyone criticized and condemned them, making these menial disciples, who were already on the edge of their seats, want to find a hole to crawl into.

To be honest, there were no more than a hundred menial disciples who placed bets.

The number of Soha players is actually even smaller, only about a dozen or twenty people.

Many more people only bet part of it.

So when they saw that they couldn't get their money back and that everyone turned their attention to them, they retreated a lot.

Even the errand disciple who had shouted the loudest at the beginning had his face turning blue and red, and he didn't know how to refute.

Just as the scene was in chaos, a long sword came flying from the mountain path and pierced into the center of Lin Mo and the menial disciple at lightning speed.

"sulfuric acid!!!"

The harsh sound of metallic vibration reached everyone's ears, and they subconsciously became alert.

What a fast sword!

Lin Mo's pupils shrank slightly, and he didn't even notice where the sword came from.

The long sword exuded a faint sense of oppression, which immediately quieted the noisy crowd around for a moment.

Then, they looked towards the mountain path and saw several disciples in green shirts walking towards them with grim faces.

"There's a knife and axe symbol on the chest, that person is from the Law Enforcement Hall!"

Someone exclaimed and recognized the identity of the person.

Law Enforcement Hall! ?

There was a hint of surprise in Lin Mo's eyes as he watched the few people coming over.

The Qingshan Sect disciples in the crowd, whether they were servants, outer disciples, or even inner disciples, all shrank back unconsciously when they saw them.

If the group of sword servants in the Sword Academy who rely on their superiors for power are the ones that ordinary disciples least want to provoke, then the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall are the ones that all the disciples of the entire sect, even the stewards, are unwilling to provoke.

Whether it is the Qingshan Sect's Law Enforcement Hall or the Law Enforcement Halls of other Taoist academies, they are all officially certified law enforcement teams by Qinzhou!

Once you are targeted by them, you will basically either break the law or commit a crime, and things will usually become very troublesome.

Many of the menial disciples turned pale when they saw this scene.

Especially the one who took the lead just now, subconsciously wanted to shrink into the crowd.

But the next second, everyone's eyes flashed, and a law enforcement disciple drew out a long sword and pointed it at him, saying coldly:
"Don't move! Everyone, hold your heads and squat down!"

Seeing that he couldn't escape anymore, the errand disciple immediately looked sad. So should I stay still or squat down with my head in my hands?
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