Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

Faced with the steel blades attacking from three directions, Lin Mo remained calm and suddenly shifted his feet.

"Groin kick!"

Lin Mo delivered a precise kick to the bandit's groin from a tricky angle.

"Hmm!"

The bandit's eyes bulged out, his body was hunched over, and the knife in his hand clattered to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Mo turned his body and followed with his left leg.

boom!

It was another sound that made every man tremble with fear.

The bandit in the middle knelt on the ground, clutching his groin, convulsing in pain.

The last bandit was completely dumbfounded, and his movements faltered for a moment.

In a battle between masters, victory or defeat can be decided in an instant.

boom!

Lin Mo delivered a straight punch, landing squarely on his chest.

"Snap!"

The sound of the sternum collapsing could be clearly heard.

The last robber was sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air before landing motionless.

It was at this moment that...

A sharp, piercing sound came from behind the door.

Whoosh!

Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat. Acting entirely on instinct, he suddenly exerted force in his waist and fell backward.

A black crossbow bolt flew past him, almost grazing his nose, and embedded itself deeply in the wooden post behind him, its fletching still buzzing.

so close!

Lin Mo broke out in a cold sweat.

"Holy crap! That sly old fox! He actually launched a sneak attack!"

Lin Mo flipped over and stood up, then started cursing at the door.

The bandit leader threw away the crossbow in his hand, picked up the heavy nine-ringed broadsword, and strode out of the house.

Upon hearing Lin Mo's curses, his already ferocious face twisted in pain.

"Am I sinister?"

The bandit leader was trembling with rage. He raised his knife and pointed it at Lin Mo, his voice hoarse as he roared.

"You bastard, you sneaked around and killed more than twenty of my brothers! And now you're accusing me of being sneaky?!"

Before he finished speaking, he roared, his arm muscles bulged, and he swung the heavy nine-ringed broadsword, weighing dozens of kilograms, down on Lin Mo's head with a deafening clang!

Lin Mo lightly touched the ground with his toes and floated a step to the left.

At the same time, a left hook slammed into the bandit leader's waist.

boom!

With a muffled thud, a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of the bandit leader's mouth.

He roared like a tiger, twisted his wrist, and used the force of the downward slash to sweep the heavy broadsword out horizontally again!

Lin Mo was startled.

The knife was swift and ruthless, and he quickly jumped back.

brush!

The cold blade grazed Lin Mo's nose.

Damn, this thing is harder to deal with than I thought!

Lin Mo cursed inwardly.

He hadn't expected the bandit leader to react so quickly, nor had he expected that his punch would only cause the leader to vomit a little blood.

Lin Mo's gaze swept quickly across the chaotic courtyard, and his eyes suddenly sharpened.

Just as the bandit leader unleashed another powerful cleaving strike, Lin Mo dodged to the side.

Immediately afterwards, he hooked his right foot and kicked the corpse of a bandit next to him towards the opponent's lower body.

"Get out of here!"

The bandit leader roared and, without thinking, swung his sword down to split the corpse in two.

But this one move caused his smooth offensive to falter slightly.

It's now!

Whoosh!

A sharp-edged stone shot towards the bandit leader.

It was too late to hide.

puff!

The pebble pierced the bandit leader's eye socket with pinpoint accuracy and exited from the back of his head.

"Uh...ha..."

The bandit leader's body stiffened abruptly. One of his large, copper-bell-shaped eyes became a bloody hole, while the other was filled with pain and resentment.

The nine-ringed broadsword in his hand clattered to the ground.

Its tall body swayed twice before falling straight backward, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Lin Mo let out a long breath, his chest still heaving violently.

He walked to the bandit leader's corpse, looked at the one-eyed man who died with his eyes wide open, and kicked him expressionlessly.

"You old sly bastard."

After he finished cursing, he felt the tension in his body relax and a sense of exhaustion washed over him.

Look around.

Corpses lay scattered haphazardly in the courtyard, the heavy stench of blood mixed with the pungent smell of kerosene, making one want to vomit.

"Tsk, cleaning up the battlefield is a real hassle."

He muttered something, but showed no intention of cleaning. Instead, he walked straight to the wooden house.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door that had been doused with kerosene, a stench of meat and alcohol mixed with cheap incense hit you.

The furnishings in the room were more luxurious than Lin Mo had imagined.

In the very center stood a large chair made of tiger skin, several animal skins hung on the wall, and several large locked chests were piled in the corner.

Next to the tiger-skin chair, two girls were hugging each other tightly.

They huddled in a corner, their bodies trembling violently.

These were the two who had just been fanning the bandit leader.

Lin Mo's footsteps made them tremble even more. One of them, who was a little bolder, secretly raised her head and glanced at Lin Mo with her big, watery eyes.

Wow.

Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat.

Previously, we were too far away from the watchtower to see clearly.

Now let's take a closer look.

The girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a small, oval face, which was pale from fright.

The worst part was that her already ill-fitting silk dress...

In the chaos, it was pulled askew, revealing a small portion of its rounded, fair shoulder and a deep, alluring cleavage.

Lin Mo's Adam's apple bobbed.

He cleared his throat and forced a friendly smile.

"My two little sisters, don't be afraid."

"I've taken care of all the bad guys, you're safe now."

The girl's trembling paused slightly upon hearing his words, but the fear in her eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

Looking at the boy in front of her, covered in blood and his face stained with blood, yet flashing a bright white smile at them, she felt even more panicked.

This guy looks even scarier than that burly man with the thick beard from before!

Those bandits were vicious and ruthless.

The thing in front of me looks like a demon that crawled out of hell!

Lin Mo could see their fear and felt helpless.

Well, the hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress opening line has been botched.

He stopped talking nonsense and started searching the house.

He went to the large boxes in the corner.

Locked?

Lin Mo was somewhat excited.

It's generally only necessary to lock it up if there are valuables inside.

Lin Mo went up and kicked him.

"Bang!"

The lock wasn't opened, but the box was kicked over.

"It's quite sturdy."

Lin Mo got excited and immediately channeled his energy, punching the lock.

"Snap!"

The lock snapped open.

He eagerly lifted the lid of the box.

Inside, there was nothing but a pile of dirty clothes and not a single copper coin.

He smashed open the remaining boxes one by one, and his face turned completely black.

Inside were either moldy dry rations or broken weapons.

The best they could get was a few dozen taels of loose silver from a small wooden box.

Lin Mo weighed the silver in his hand, his face darkening.

isn't it?

Didn't they say that Black Wind Stronghold has been here for over ten years?

So poor!?

I went through a lot of hard work, including infiltration and assassination.

In the end, he almost got shot through the throat by that cunning old man, and all he got in return was this little bit of spoils?

Lin Mo grew angrier the more he thought about it, and kicked the empty box over.

"Damn it, all that work for nothing!"

Just as he was cursing, a timid voice came from the corner.

"Young...Young Master, could you...let us go?"

It was the girl who was a little bolder.

Lin Mo turned around upon hearing the sound.

He looked at the two pitiful figures huddled in the corner, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

The nameless anger in his heart was instantly extinguished by a surge of evil fire.

Do you really think I'm a bad guy?

Lin Mo's eyes darted around, and his mischievous impulse suddenly erupted.

Then I'll show you how bad I can be!

He deliberately put on a stern face and threw the loose silver coins in his hand back into the box with a "clatter," the sound making the two girls shrink back again.

Then, Lin Mo walked towards them step by step.

The wooden floorboards creaked under his feet.

Each strike felt like stepping on the hearts of two girls.

"Walk?"

Lin Mo stopped in front of them, his huge shadow completely enveloping them.

He leaned down, slowly approaching, and forced a very ugly smile, revealing a set of teeth that appeared snow-white against the backdrop of blood.

"I went through all that trouble to rescue you from the bandits, and you think you can just leave without even a thank you?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a sinister air.

"There's no such thing as a free lunch!"

The girl was so frightened by the strong smell of blood and the oppressive aura emanating from him that she almost fainted. Her teeth chattered, and she couldn't utter a single word.

The other buried his head in his companion's arms, too afraid to move.

"No...we didn't...thank you, young master, thank you for saving our lives..."

The bold girl, her voice trembling with tears, hurriedly explained.

"Just thank me with words?"

Lin Mo chuckled, extended a finger, and gently lifted the girl's chin, forcing her to look up at him.