Most of the world is sick, otherwise Mo Cheng would not be able to imagine why this kind of thing happened.

"I just **** knocked people out, didn't I kill anyone? I didn't even amputate my limbs. Why are you so crazy to make trouble with me?"

Even Mo Cheng couldn't help wondering whether something was wrong with him or the world. He didn't kill him first and the other party burned incense to celebrate his luck, and they actually planned to attack him instead.

And blew up his house.

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