Chapter 8: Get Lost Within Three Seconds

"Did I talk to you?"

Hearing this, Lin Mo's eyes narrowed slightly and a faint chill flashed past.

But Chen Ziyang's attention was focused on Li Mengxue's body.

He didn't even look at Lin Mo, nor did he bother.

Only to see his thought to be very gentlemanly: "Miss, in the Chen family Chen Ziyang, you see I chose such a good location, you will appreciate the face, eat a meal together."

Li Mengxue's willow brows knitted tightly, a flash of disgust flashed through her beautiful eyes.

I've seen shamelessness, but I haven't seen such shamelessness.

This position was clearly picked by Lin Mo, but he was good enough to say that he picked it as soon as he came.

"Within three seconds, get lost!" Lin Mo said in a deep voice.

His words immediately caught the attention of many people in the restaurant.

Upon seeing their appearance was, many people shook their heads and sighed.

Especially when they saw next to Lin Mo, such a watery girl, they felt even more pity.

"What? What did you say?" Chen Ziyang asked with a look of disbelief in his ears.

"Three."

Lin Mo spat lightly under his breath.

"The Li Family's great waste of space, saying that I should roll in three seconds? Haha, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard."

"Lin Mo, ah Lin Mo, even I, a person who has been emptied out by alcohol and sex, would be like pinching an ant to death if I had to deal with you, a waste of space who doesn't even have a Martial Spirit, where on earth did you get the courage to say that?"

Chen Ziyang laughed out loud.

"Two!" Lin Mo didn't reply and just said coldly.

"What s going on with this Lin Mo ......?"

"Who knows, probably doesn't want to lose face in front of a beautiful woman."

"Che, what's the point of pretending this kind? Wouldn't it be even more disgraceful if you end up being beaten into a pig's head."

"......"

Some of the surrounding spectators, opened their mouths to discuss.

"Seeing as you're the young master of the Li Family, let this beauty sleep with me for one night and I'll let you go."

Chen Ziyang looked at Li Mengxue with a lecherous face, the saliva at the corners of his mouth almost falling to the ground.

Snap!

After saying that, Chen Ziyang struck a sound, and immediately, four burly guys entered the restaurant with a great deal of vigour.

These guys were Chen family guards, all of them with a cultivation level of the third heaven of the Martial Dao.

On weekdays, if Li Chen Ziyang encountered any trouble, he would go and ask these people to set things right.

"Drag this loser away, don't interfere with me eating with a beautiful woman."

Chen Ziyang pointed at Lin Mo and said indifferently.

"One!"

The word one was shouted out of Lin Mo's mouth, but Chen Ziyang didn't care at all.

In his eyes, Lin Mo this kind of waste, pretending to be okay really fight, do not even dare to put a fart.

Snap!

However, before the Chen family guards could make a move, Lin Mo slapped Chen Ziyang's face and threw it over.

A crisp sound that instantly spread throughout the entire restaurant.

"Did I not see wrong, this ...... Lin Mo dares to hit Chen Ziyang? Or hit in front of the Chen family guards?"

"Does this kid not want to die? These guards are extremely experienced in fighting, not to mention that Lin Mo isn't a waste, even if he cultivates normally, he's no match, right?"

"Alas, face kills people."

"......"

A cry of shock spread out from the surroundings, with some sighs mixed in, thinking that they felt that Lin Mo didn't even want to lose his life for the sake of face.

"You dare to hit me?" Chen Ziyang covered the left side of his face and looked at Lin Mo angrily.

Snap!

However, what responded to him was another extremely quick slap from Lin Mo, this one hitting the right side of his face.

"I told you to get lost, didn't you hear me?" Lin Mo said.

"Damn it, I'll waste you." Chen Ziyang became furious.

Immediately, he signalled the guards to back away, he was going to personally waste Lin Mo.

Only to see his arm suddenly vibrate, and faint Yuan Power was urged out by him.

Although he had been mixing with flowers for years and didn't bother to cultivate, because he was three years older than Lin Mo, he now also had the cultivation level of the Second Sky of the Martial Dao.

After catalysing his Yuan Power, he also swung his arm, ready to give Lin Mo a dozen slaps before saying.

"I'll whip you to death, you piece of trash."

However, just as his words fell, Lin Mo raised his hand.

With a seemingly casual grab, he fixed his hand, which he thought could slap Lin Mo away, in place.

"How did you ...... you ......"

Chen Ziyang was shocked to the extreme, his own full force strike couldn't even shake the other party by half a point.

Wasn't Lin Mo a waste without a Martial Spirit? How could he have such strength?

Multiple questions turned inside him at once, yet Lin Mo could not let him think that far either.

Just seeing his kick, Chen Ziyang's body directly flew out of the window backwards like a cannonball.

Finally, it landed heavily on the street outside.

"Meng Xue, sit, don't pay attention to him." Lin Mo said to Li Mengxue as if nothing had happened.

The people in the surroundings were all slightly frozen.

Could the rumours be false? Lin Mo wasn't a waste at all?

"Damn it, get him killed for me."

"I'll make his life worse than death!"

Before the crowd could regain their senses, Chen Ziyang rushed in from the doorway again.

Those few guards who were still in shock were the ones who came back to their senses when they heard his shout.