Wish these two a pleasant holiday experience

As soon as Lin Mo came out, Fang Jun immediately walked over to him.

"Are you okay?"

"What could possibly happen to me? It's not like I was the one committing armed robbery.

Those dozen or so people are in for a tough time, and as for the instigators, Zhou Ming and Wang Zhenji, someone will deal with them."

Fang Jun nodded, "I didn't expect those two guys to be so ruthless, bringing so many people. It's my fault and Old An's for getting you involved."

Lin Mo glanced at Fang Jun's family, who were eagerly waiting, and patted him on the shoulder. "Alright, stop talking about dragging me into this. As long as no one got hurt, that's what matters."

In his previous life, Fang Jun and he had always been on good terms. No matter how much Lin Mo messed around, Fang Jun never looked down on him. He often invited him out for meals and drinks and offered him good jobs.

Aside from being a bit of a loudmouth, Fang Jun didn't have any other faults.

So when Fang Jun needed help, Lin Mo was willing to lend a hand.

Fang Jun said goodbye before leaving with his family.

As they left, Fang Jun's mother kept nagging.

"I told you not to mix with those shady people. Look, you've ended up in the police station."

Fang Jun quickly explained,

"Mom, I was the one who got others into the police station. Lin Mo is a top student, even in the math Olympiad class. This whole thing started because of me. It's good enough that he doesn't blame me. If it weren't for him, it might have been me lying in the hospital instead of those thugs."

Fang Jun knew the situation well. Although those people were targeting Lin Mo, the real reason was still Old An and himself.

He certainly wouldn't shift the blame.

At this point, Fang Jun's father also spoke up.

"If this matter started because of you, we should go back and thank him."

But Fang Jun waved it off.

"Forget it. We've already planned to hang out during the National Day holiday. This favor is mine to repay."

Fang Jun's father nodded, "Alright then, make sure you treat him well. If possible, bring him home for a meal sometime."

But Fang Jun waved his hand again.

"Better not. With you and mom like this, you might scare him off."

The family slowly walked home.

Meanwhile, at the police station, Lin Mo and Xie Yuling were free to leave.

The case was clear, and there was no need to keep them. After recording their statements, they could go, leaving the rest to the police.

However, Lin Mo didn't plan to let Zhou Ming and Wang Zhenji off the hook.

The most these two did was instruct those dozen people to gang up on him.

Strictly speaking, it was just causing trouble, and they wouldn't be detained for more than a year.

They might only be held for ten to twenty days, leaving a record.

After all, they were still minors, so the punishment wouldn't be too severe.

As for the one who took the money, he was already a small-time thug. Now, he'll be locked up for a few years before getting out, especially since money was involved.

Back at Xie Yuling's house, Zheng Yuan reheated the food and set it on the table.

"You were so late coming back. I was worried sick. Then the police called, and I was scared to death. Luckily, they said you were both alright."

It was clear that Aunt Zheng was genuinely worried.

When they entered, even the lights in the house were still on.

You can imagine how flustered Aunt Zheng was at that time.

"I'm sorry, Aunt Zheng, it's my fault for almost getting Yuling involved."

"I already said, it's not your fault. It's those bad people who are to blame, not the victim."

Aunt Zheng was well aware that blaming the victim is unacceptable, so she naturally wouldn't blame Lin Mo.

Xie Yuling also spoke up, "In the end, nothing happened, right?"

She still remembered the feeling of panic as she ran and called the police, standing by the roadside, fearing that if she were a moment slower, Lin Mo might be beaten to death.

But fortunately, after the police arrived, those people either ran away or were knocked down.

So she turned to look at Lin Mo.

"So why are you so strong?"

Lin Mo smiled and said, "Because I've really trained. Otherwise, my appetite wouldn't be so big. Don't worry, I'll protect you."

He said it casually, but she took it to heart.

Xie Yuling immediately turned her head away, "Hmph, what good is being strong? In the end, calling the police was more effective."

"Ah, right, right~"

Lin Mo didn't use his spiritual sense, so he didn't see Xie Yuling's slightly flushed cheeks.

As for Aunt Zheng, knowing that Lin Mo was indeed very capable, she was at ease letting him take care of Xie Yuling.

......

Back at his rental apartment, Lin Mo lay on the bed, taking several deep breaths.

This Zhou Ming and Wang Zhenji really hold grudges.

[The host must learn to be decisive and ruthless. When someone dares to scheme against you, you must ensure their complete downfall.]

This system is becoming more and more extreme.

"If I had the cultivation of the Golden Core stage now, I definitely wouldn't avoid eating beef. The problem is, I don't have it yet. Who knows if some agent from Bureau 794 might suddenly come to deal with me?

So should I eat these Orleans chicken wings or not?"

Without a grasp of the world's underlying power, who dares to casually avoid eating beef?

One must be cautious to live a long life.

However, when it comes to revenge, Lin Mo felt it was quite necessary.

As early as when Fang Jun mentioned that Zhou Ming and Wang Zhenji were probing for information about him, he had already planted a spiritual mark on them.

So Lin Mo changed his clothes and left the apartment.

Zhou Ming and Wang Zhenji seemed to live in the same neighborhood, likely due to their childhood friendship.

Using his speed and invisibility skills, Lin Mo quickly arrived at the entrance of a neighborhood.

It was only ten o'clock in the evening, and most of the houses were still lit.

Sitting in his room, Zhou Ming was looking at his phone, restless.

At this time, he would usually be playing games.

But tonight, he was anxious.

No one was speaking in the group chat, and many had even left the group.

The few remaining people hadn't said a word.

Weren't they supposed to beat up Lin Mo today?

Why had everyone suddenly gone silent?

Before school ended, they had sent messages saying they would beat up Lin Mo, but now there was no response at all.

No matter who he contacted, no one replied.

Some even deleted him outright.

So he was very scared.

Soon, he collapsed onto his bed and unknowingly fell asleep.

Then, a figure slowly appeared.

"Although I don't plan to kill your entire family, I certainly won't let you have it easy, right?"

Lin Mo raised his hand.

Dream Weaving: Crafting dreams for others, shaping the beginning, process, and outcome of each dream.

Lin Mo is about to gift these two individuals a delightful holiday experience.

But that's not the point; the point is the torment.

Lin Mo then made his way to the fourth floor of Building Seven.

This is the home of Wang Zhenji.

In contrast to Zhou Ming's nervousness, Wang Zhenji was casually snacking while playing as a pilot.

One might not fully understand why one needs to snack while watching flight videos.

However, just as Wang Zhenji was in the midst of attacking a plane, his head suddenly tilted, and he fell asleep.

Lin Mo looked at this person with disgust as he infused another dream.

Let them encounter a different world in their dreams.

Lin Mo had already prepared the dreams.

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