1996: C1996 He was scared witless

C1996 He was scared witless

But from the looks of it, Mo Lin was just a stubborn, headstrong, self-righteous, and self-righteous mediocre person!

It could be said that at this moment, Kuang Tie was completely disappointed in Mo Lin!

It could be said that the way he viewed Mo Lin was no longer the same as before.

"Forget it. If you want to compete, then do it. It's going to rain, and Mom is going to marry. I don't care, I don't care ?."

At this moment, Wild Iron let out a sigh, his tone full of helplessness.

It was not hard to tell from his words that he was extremely disappointed in Mo Lin!

But when Mo Lin saw Kuang Tie acting like this, he did not say much.

Mo Lin knew that the truth was more of an argument than words. Right now, he did not need to say too much, as long as he could defeat this Black Dungeon Chief, the truth would be revealed!

Just at this time, the black prison guard impatiently took out a piece of black iron and handed it over to Mo Lin.

"Kid, you just said that you will use Ink Iron to compete in strength. Let's start now!"

Looking at Mo Lin, the black head sneered.

From the dark and urgent expression on the head of the Black Dungeons, it was not hard to tell that he was afraid that Mo Lin would regret and not gamble with him.

"Rest assured, I have promised to make a bet with you, and I will never act shamelessly. You can start first!"

Looking at the black head, Mo Lin said with a smile.

"Alright!"

As soon as Mo Lin finished speaking, the head of the black prison said directly.

Saying that, the Black Jail raised the Mo Tie in his handlebars above his head.

Just as he was lifting Mo Tie over his head, his eyes lit up as he looked Mo Tie up and down.

After sizing Mo Tie up, the black head used his hand to constantly beat Mo Tie. After pondering for a while and looking very serious, the corners of the black head's mouth curled into a sneer.

"Brat, you've lost for sure!"

At this moment, the head of the Black Dungeons looked at the weakest spot in the center of Mo Tie's body. He then activated his whole body's strength and pressed down with his thumb!

With this press, two soybean-sized marks appeared on Mo Tie.

"Hahaha, boy, do you see that? This is my power!"

Right at this moment, the head of the prison looked at Mo Lin and sneered.

From the looks of it, he could already see Mo Lin admitting defeat.

By his side, Kuang Tie saw the black prison head leaving two traces the size of soybeans on Mo Tie. He immediately covered his eyes and shook his head.

"Sigh... Mo Lin will definitely lose, he will definitely lose! "

At this moment, Wild Iron sighed.

"Brat, do you want to admit defeat? Surrender and you'll lose half, hahaha!"

Right at this moment, the Black Dungeons' head looked at Mo Lin, taunting and ridiculing him with all kinds of words.

"Surrender? Are you kidding? "

Lang Dao mocked the head of the Black Dungeons after hearing his words.

"What is it? Do you all still want to struggle in death? I am one of the few people in the world who can leave two bean-sized marks on the black iron ore. For a weak chicken like Mo Lin, not to mention a bean-sized mark, for him to be able to leave a hair-sized mark on the black iron was already something! "

After hearing Wolf Blade's words, the black jailer continued to mock him.

"This isn't the end yet. What are you being arrogant for. You have to know, the more crazy you are, the more unsightly your loss will be!"

Wolf Blade mocked as he looked at the head of the Black Dungeons.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I will lose? I will not lose no matter what happens. Stop trying to scare me! "

Looking at Wolf Blade, the black jailer laughed out loud with a disdainful expression on his face.

It was very obvious that he did not believe that Mo Lin could defeat him from the bottom of his heart.

"Cough cough cough. Head of the Black Dungeons, give me the black iron ore in your hand. It's time for me to test my strength!"

At this time, Mo Lin looked at the black head and said with a smile.

"Take it!"

The moment the black-armored head heard this, he immediately passed the black iron in his hand to Mo Lin, as he spoke with a faint hint of disdain.

Seeing that, Mo Lin did not care about the Black Dungeon's attitude, and directly grabbed onto Mo Tie!

But who would have thought that the Black Dungeon Chief looked down on Mo Lin from the start.

Just as Mo Lin was about to grab Mo Tie, the black head intentionally slipped and threw Mo Tie onto the ground.

"Aiyo, I'm really sorry. My hands are shaking. Mo Tie fell to the ground. Pick up the test!"

Looking at Mo Lin, the black jailer sneered with a sinister face.

When Mo Lin saw it, his gaze immediately darkened.

He had originally planned to restrain his strength so that the Black Dungeons would not suffer such an embarrassing loss!

But when Mo Lin looked at the Black Dungeon Chief, it was like a pug getting into a palanquin, he did not know how to appreciate favors!

Since the Black Dungeon Chief did not know how to appreciate favors and looked for sense of superiority everywhere, why would Mo Lin need to be this polite with him?

Looking at Mo Tie who was lying on the ground, Mo Lin reached out and grabbed him.

"Hahaha, hahaha!"

Just as Mo Lin was about to grab Mo Tie, the three prison heads, the black, and the white, started laughing loudly.

Especially Chief Black and Chief Li, their smiles were extremely sinister and filled with the ambition of a lowly person.

One had to know that the Black Jail looked down on Mo Lin, which was why his smile was so vulgar.

On the other hand, Chief Li who lost the bet with Mo Lin was extremely resentful, it could be said that he had lost a lot of face!

But now, when he saw Mo Lin being humiliated by the Black Dungeons, he was naturally overjoyed!

Because of this, he laughed out loud.

"Mo Lin, when you lose, I want to have a good look at you!"0

Just at this time, Duke Li looked at Mo Lin, his expression becoming more sinister, and spoke sinisterly.

However, just when everyone thought that Mo Lin would lose for sure, when Mang Tie couldn't bear to look directly at, and when the black, white, and Li three prison heads were laughing sinisterly, Mo Lin picked up Mo Tie.

After Mo Lin picked up Mo Tie, he used his hand to gently touch Mo Tie's body.

"Hmm? Mo Lin, you stupid dog, are you joking? This is the first time I've seen someone test their strength in such a way. Prison Head Li, Prison Head Bai, do you think this Mo Lin is a clown here just to make fun of me? "

At this moment, the black jailer looked at Chief White and Chief Li beside him and mocked them incessantly with a look of disdain on his face.

"That's right, this Mo Lin, is not just a weak chicken. He doesn't even know how to test his strength with Ink Iron, and he's even comparing himself to the Black Dungeons. He's really hitting a rock with an egg, an ant shaking a tree. He's really overestimating himself!"

Right at this moment, Chief Constable Bai looked at Mo Lin and laughed coldly.

But just when they were sneering nonstop, ridiculing Mo Lin, looking down on him, and having all sorts of self-righteousness,

Suddenly ?

"Ka Cha..."

A sound came from Mo Lin's hands?

"Hmm? What's that sound? "

After hearing the sound, the black jailer, the white jailer and the Li jailer were all stunned.

Then, all of their eyes subconsciously looked towards Mo Lin's palm.

And at this time, Kuang Tie was also stunned, as he looked towards Mo Lin's palm as well.

He didn't know, but he was shocked when he saw it.

So it turned out that this cracking sound was the sound of the ink iron in Mo Lin's hand shattering into pieces.

It could be said that just by touching it, Mo Lin had broken Mo Tie into pieces.

"Pata ?"

Just as everyone was in shock, a piece of Mo Tie suddenly fell from Mo Lin's hand.

When the other jailers saw this, they were all dumbfounded!

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