The name of the man, the shadow of the tree, and after lin mo came out from the report, he did not meet any more blank-headed youths blocking the way


    Even the black pilots who used to play with their mouths were silent when they saw him


    He flipped over a big man with his bare hands and kicked him several meters away


    The explosive force and strength were frightening


    Could it be some lucky pilot''s safety officer


    More people were wrong


    They thought of lin mo as a ground fighter


    The black major''s "Comfort zone" was actually a pilot club, a place for pilots and logistics to relax and vent, located in the southwest corner of the talsheghei b Air force base


    The english letter "Cozyclub" bent in neon lights could be seen from afar


    Perhaps it was an entertainment venue organized by the "Nirvana of the abyss


    " It did not care if such a striking billboard would attract bombing


    Even if the government and the military were fighting furiously, both sides had air forces and air strikes were frequent


    The newly built simple plank house was not very soundproof, and the intense music spread far away


    Lin Mo could easily find the place without even asking anyone


    It seemed to have just been hastily built, but the outside still exposed the design of the modular assembly structure, a large number of prefabricated parts, only need to be sent to the designated place, according to the drawings can be stacked up like building blocks


    As soon as he entered the door, a clamor and a warm airflow mixed with the smell of alcohol came in


    Inside and outside were two different worlds, full of all kinds of sounds


    There were a lot of people inside who were venting their lust in all kinds of ways


    Shiny steel pipes stood on the stage


    The curvy young lady was dancing seductive pole dancing, her breasts shaking


    He had an upturned hip and a fiery figure that could not be wrapped in such a thin piece of cloth


    Their eyes shone as the men threw dollars at the pole dancers


    He reached out and pinched the other party''s private parts, which caused the girls to laugh heartily and cheerfully, as well as to attract people''s eyes


    There was a strange smell in the air


    It was marijuana


    Not only that, but even the ancient opium pipe could be seen


    There was also a ring outside the stage, which was full of beautiful voices


    Except for the pilot


    There was also a team of bodyguards that the contestants brought along


    These guys were so unconvinced that they had to practice even more when they met their opponents


    The two bruised men on the stage were protected by gloves and headgear


    They punched me and you without any hesitation until one of them fell, and the ground was covered in bright red and black blood


    If it weren''t for these protections, life and death would have been separated within two minutes


    The "Nirvana of the abyss" organizers did not want to turn the entertainment arena into black market boxing, forcing them to use this method to maintain the restraint of the contestant team


    As long as no one died, a month or two in bed was no big deal for a fugitive


    The people who were betting and watching kept screaming and cheering hysterically, black, white, and yellow, dressed in camouflage


    Those in shorts and suits only had blood and violence in their eyes


    The winner was smug as he took the winning bet and boasted that he had a better eye than bole, as if the guy who won the game was himself


    The loser unwillingly tore his gambling ticket into pieces and cursed him viciously


    The boxer who wanted to be knocked down immediately went to hell, and the useless guy who caused him to lose money deserved to go to hell


    Damn it, if he had a gun in his hand, he would never hesitate to pounce on the other party


    There were also wild screams, men and women, all without exception tearing off all pretentious masks and enjoying the ecstasy of madness


    Homosexuals, heterosexuals, hugged each other in a corner and shrugged, releasing their hormones without any scruples


    This is really a bunch of lawless people


    Lin Mo was quite unaccustomed to this kind of dancing like a group of demons


    Even if the nobles of the The sloan empire were to an astonishing degree, they were nothing compared to what they saw before them


    His eyes swept through the "Comfort nest" club, covering the entire entertainment area like an active phased array radar to search for the target of the trip


    Neither the opposition in Syria nor the government army will be here


    Only those who relax here will join the "Nirvana of the abyss


    " Only a few pilots restrained their impulses and huddled in a corner, drinking non-alcoholic drinks and whispering in this noisy environment


    Lin Mo''s figure appeared here but did not attract any onlookers


    It seemed that people often appeared here carrying their own bags


    Perhaps there were evil spirits in color, white men, people who came to look for excitement, or people who simply came to fight, which was not true


    In a corner, there was a sound of broken glass and a rough shout, and the fight started again


    In short, most of the people who showed up here carrying their luggage if they didn''t want to go for a meal were restless


    Lin Mo''s eyes quickly searched for "Eagle king" Dafydd


    Sid''s figure, the captain of the first battle team of the us First flight team, was not as elegant as he had been in the chinese First flight team military exercise competition


    On his lap sat a blond girl, holding the girl in one hand and making out with her in the other with a small wine glass in the other


    Maybe it''s because he noticed something as real as a gaze, Dafydd


    Sid stopped teasing the beauty in her arms


    If she turned her head, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyes filled with wine burst into a fierce light


    In a flash, Lin Mo''s eyes seemed to collide with invisible sparks in the air


    This distance was not even a big deal, and the top pilots seemed to have a sixth sense of being able to receive hostile looks from a distance


    "What''s wrong, my dear eagle


    " The beautiful woman in her arms seemed to feel that the man who was holding her was suddenly a little absent-minded and could not help but be coquettish


    She knew that the american man who was holding her was a very good pilot


    If she could please him, she might be able to earn a lot of money


    "Hehe, I saw a very interesting guy


    " Dafydd


    Sid smiled expressionlessly a few times, his eyes not moving at all


    He looked at Lin Mo as if he was provoking him, as if he was mocking Lin Mo''s overestimation


    Does this kid really think that "Nirvana of the abyss" is a playground for children to play at


    He actually dares to come


    This is the "Nirvana of the abyss," not china, and there is no reason to save face for the other party


    Dafydd Sid sneered


    Ants


    ~ To "Eagle king" Dafydd


    Sid''s contempt, Lin Mo still expressionless expressed disdain, how many opponents have shown this expression to him


    What was the final result


    It wasn''t cut off by his sword and turned into a meaningless piece of meat


    Among Aerial knight, Dragon knight was always firmly at the top of the food chain in Pyramid, the natural enemy of all Aerial knight, the unshakable hegemon under the sky


    Dafydd


    Sid winked at a corner


    "Boy, what are you looking at


    " There was never a shortage of muscular men in the army, especially in the west


    The huge, muscular men, like bodybuilders, blocked Lin Mo''s eyes


    Another one came to pick a fight


    Lin Mo was rather speechless


    I''m afraid today was the day that people picked on him the most


    Why are there so many people who don''t know what''s going on


    "You''re blocking me


    " Lin mo said expressionless


    "Sweep you


    Really


    Kid, do you know who you''re talking to


    Yellow monkey


    " The big man was wearing a sweatshirt and smelled like a man and gunpowder


    He should have been rolling around on the battlefield


    "I''m not interested in knowing who you are


    Please move


    " Lin mozhen was not interested at all


    Every ant, every ant, was a weakling


    He could see the strength of this guy in front of him at a glance


    Not to mention Dragon knight, even compared with ordinary swordsmen, it was not worth mentioning


    As if he had been slapped hard, the big man glared at the bull and roared, "You yellow monkey, you don''t know my name as'' tank'' Bal


    Are you looking down on me


    It seems that if I don''t give you some color, you bastard won''t know how powerful I am as Bal


    " A fire was thrown into the hot oil pan and it was lit in a flash


    The roar was like thunder on the ground, and the eyes of the people around them turned to look at the two guys with different sizes with interest


    Someone was gloating


    Some felt sorry for the misfortune of the asian boy


    There were also people who had witnessed Lin Mo''s prowess with their own eyes who looked at him curiously


    Who on earth would survive these two monsters


    Even with his toes, he could imagine that this was not an accident, but a deliberate provocation


    Most of the people here had military backgrounds, and fighting in the barracks was a common occurrence


    If Lin Mo backed down, it would attract everyone''s disdain and even sympathy


    Isn''t it very manly to let adrenaline explode and have a good fight


    Maybe the girls in the "Comfort zone" would stay up all night


    "Get out


    ~" Lin Mo spat out a word softly, sounding in everyone''s ears as if he were speaking in his ear


    "You bastard


    " "Tank


    " Bal thought he was insulted by a piece of trash


    He was furious and punched out


    The big fist of the sandbox ran straight to Lin Mo''s temple


    His muscles were like iron lumps, and his veins were veined


    If a powerful blow landed on the head of an ordinary person, his head would be split like a watermelon


    There were almost identical exclamations all around them


    I''m afraid many people didn''t expect that "Tank" Bal would start without a second thought


    Just as his sharp and accurate fist was less than five centimeters from his opponent''s temple, "Tank" Bal suddenly felt something was wrong


    His own fist could not even advance a centimeter or even a millimeter to the head of the other party


    The impact of the powerful punch with his whole body seemed to sink into a quagmire and disappear without a trace


    (To be continued