The black-robed man in the lead looked at the chubby Morton and roared loudly.
“Don’t think I don’t know what the f*ck you’re after.”
“Isn’t it just to sell pa*ses to make money?”
“And you’re putting a label on us, you don’t even look at whether you’re clean or not.”
His words caused the little eyes on Morton’s chubby cheeks to roll for a moment.
“I pooh, er spouting blood here!”
“I, Morton, have been wise and wise all my life, and here you are snarling and barking like I have never seen before.”
“You are such a brazen and shameless person!”
Morton then turned to look at Lin Mo and said directly and loudly.
“O brother, look at this group of guys.”
“Didn’t you just have a stomach bug and left in a hurry without your pa*s, and this group of guys are treating you like this.”
“Let’s go to the escort team and report them later!”
After saying these righteous words loudly.
With a slight glance in his eyes, Morton whispered to Lin Mo.
“Brother, do you need a pa*s for Block 13, you want me now to see that we have an eye for each other.”
“I’ll give you a 15% discount, 100,000 maple leaf coins to help you deal with it.”
Morton’s whispered words caused Lin Mo’s eyes to gradually look strangely.
No wonder either Xu Chu asked out the information peddler.
Or Molin and the old man at the pier.
Both told Lin Mo to make sure to find a black market trader called Morton first.
Lin Mo had previously been pondering why he must find him.
Now it seemed it was because of this guy’s shamelessness as well as his ability to get a permit.
Lin Mo looked at Morton and laughed lightly, “I was introduced by that old man at the pier.”
“He rooted me to tell me not to agree if it’s more than fifty thousand maple coins.”
Lin Mo smiled non-smilingly as he looked at the chubby Morton in front of him.
He wanted to fry this guy.
After all, one hundred thousand maple leaf coins was not a small amount.
Lin Mo could care less about this small amount of money, but he didn’t want to go and be an ingrate either.
The one million two hundred thousand maple leaf coins that he had given to the old man at the pier before was because of the value of the man.
A martial artist who was close to touching the threshold of a Patriarch no matter what country he was in.
He would definitely be invited to become a guest of honor.
Even if that old master asked, tens of millions of maple leaf coins were not a matter of concern.
Morton, who originally still had a treacherous smile on his face, heard Lin Mo’s words.
His face was instantly embarra*sed.
Originally, he wanted to kill Lin Mo, the little lamb, with a knife.
From the time Lin Mo had just arrived.
He had been looked at directly by Morton who was squatting on the side chewing on a watermelon.
He could be sure that Lin Mo was definitely coming to Death Island for the first time.
That aura and the white clothes on Lin Mo’s body.
If he was an old hand who often hung around on Death Island.
The first thing they would definitely not do was walk in the middle of the road, but carefully walk on the sides.
This would allow them to quickly roll into the gra*s to find cover in case of danger.
And inside the whole of Block 13.
No one ever dared to wear white clothes.
Simply because white clothes were too conspicuous in the black market.
Most of the people in the Black Market wore black robes in order to keep a low profile.
This could also effectively protect their safety.
And Lin Mo was like a splash of white in the pitch-black land of the Black Market.
The proud white lotus in the mud.
Out of the mud, it was not stained, and the wash was not demonic.
That was why when the black-robed men from the guard team saw Lin Mo.
They directly raised their guns first before asking if they had a pa*s.
But since it was whichever old man of the dock had explained ……
A fleshly look flashed across Morton’s face.
“Brother, I see that you look like my long-lost real brother.”
“We are so related, brother I will bear the pain to give you a 50% discount on top of the original 100,000.”
“Fifty thousand dollars, it really can’t be any less.”
“Brother will have to go on favours and gifts by then.”
“Any less trousers and I’ll lose it!”
