Luo Xiaoxiao's gaze was naturally attracted to the past.

From the door of the bar, a man and a woman entered.

As soon as the man and woman stepped into the bustling bar, they instantly became the focus of their attention.

It's just because this pair of men and women is so exciting!

The man is in his early thirties, a typical Y country race, and belongs to the type that is handsome enough to take off. Especially exudes a natural kingly temperament from top to bottom, which makes everyone who sees him, whether male or female, tremble in their hearts.

The woman looks only in her twenties, and she is also a typical Y country blood, with delicate facial features and a small and delicate body, which is enough to make every man who sees her linger, and every woman who sees her is jealous.

All eyes were on the duo throughout the bar, and from time to time someone made a spitting sound.

Except for one person.

Mo Wentian didn't glance at this side from beginning to end, just a person there looking thoughtfully at the wine bottle in his hand, drinking the wine in the bottle one after another.

It seems that even if it is a fairy in the sky, it has nothing to do with him.

It was as if nothing in this bar could attract his attention except the wine in front of him.

Generally speaking, such a person is nothing more than two situations, one is deliberately pretending to be deep, deliberately attracting the attention of others with behaviors that are different from the public. And the other is to really look down on everything.

Mo Wentian is neither, but belongs to the third type.

His calmness and carelessness are indeed from the bottom of his heart, after all, in the past crusade to the east and west, he has also participated in occasions that are a hundred times more lively than this, and he has also seen people who are a hundred times more moving than a pair of beautiful people in front of him, and he has naturally given birth to antibodies.

But it can't be said that he underestimated everything, because the two people in front of him are his target tonight.

Mo Wentian naturally knew that the pair of people who came in were none other than Fallolo, the daughter of the god of death, Hades, and his son-in-law, Lazarte.

And he also knows that this little couple who seem to be a gentle Yar on the surface are actually murderous and unblinking. In the underground world, the people with names and surnames who died at the hands of these two people would definitely not be lower than three digits!

As for the nameless people who died at the hands of the two of them due to various tasks or other reasons, there are countless of them. Probably even they don't know how many there are!

Everyone at the bar obviously knew them and was in awe of them, so when Ferolo and Lazarte came in side by side, the atmosphere was noticeably frozen.

However, this stagnation was soon swept away by the rhythm of the energetic music. Everyone rejoiced again.

Because everyone knows that although Ferolo and Lazarte have blood on their hands, they will definitely not shoot easily for no reason. As long as you don't provoke them, they won't trouble you!

After Ferolo and Lazarte entered the bar, their eyes quickly circled and locked on Mo Wentian and Luo Xiaoxiao.

Because they're special, even a little too special.

The man was oblivious to the excitement in the bar, and the woman was so amazing!

So much so that Lazarte looked at Luo Xiaoxiao with three points of surprise in his eyes, while Ferolo looked at Luo Xiaoxiao with undisguised jealousy.

When Lazarte saw the wine bottle on Mo Wentian's table, his brows furrowed slightly, so he pulled Feroro and walked straight over, nodded to Mo Wentian and Luo Xiaoxiao very gentlemanly, and pulled out a chair for Feroro, and then sat down side by side opposite Mo Wentian and Luo Xiaoxiao.

"Excuse me, did you ask me to come?" Lazart asked straight to the point, his deep eyes flashing with an elusive light that locked on Mo Wentian, as if trying to see him through.

Philolo, who was sitting next to Lazarte, looked at Luo Xiaoxiao with interest, as if he was looking at what she was better than herself.

"I asked you out to talk to you about business!" Mo Wentian finally stopped drinking by himself, raised his head for the first time, glanced at Philolo, and then looked at Lazarte.

The moment his gaze swept over Feroro, Ferolo's gaze fell on Mo Wentian's face, as if he was stuck by something, and he couldn't move it anymore!

Those eyes are distinct...... As the daughter of Hades, the god of death, Fallolo has asked countless people, but he has never seen a pair of eyes that make his heart pound!

Lazarte also noticed the strangeness of his wife Filolo, but he just glanced at her, still staring at Mo Wentian, and said lightly: "It depends on how much you are willing to pay!"

"Three diamond mines in South Africa, with an annual output value of 300 billion yuan, a 25-year contract!" Mo Wentian said his bid without hesitation.

Lazart's face moved slightly, and he still said quietly: "What can I do for you?"

The implication is naturally that he is willing to accept Mo Wentian's price.

"I'm going to buy a person, a woman from you!" Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of hatred, and he said coldly: "I have been asking someone to find the whereabouts of that woman before, but half a month ago, I got the news that she fell into your hands!"

Lazart said calmly: "Name, age!"

"Zhou Yingxue, twenty-two years old!

As Mo Wentian reported the name and age of the woman he was looking for, Lazart, who had always maintained his composure, had a hint of surprise on his face, but it was fleeting.

"I'll contact you in two days!" Lazart said calmly, then slowly got up, still very gentlemanly took Philolo's hand, and left side by side.

When the two of them walked out of the door of the bar, they glanced at Mo Wentian and left.

The party in the bar continues.

"Let's go!" Mo Wentian drank the last drop of wine, hugged Luo Xiaoxiao and got up to leave.

After going out, he didn't take a few steps, and a few sneaky men came out of the bar, swaying in the direction of Mo Wentian and Luo Xiaoxiao, intentionally or unintentionally, always maintaining a distance of two or three hundred meters.

Mo Wentian looked already drunk, and the weight of his body leaned on Luo Xiaoxiao when he walked.

And Luo Xiaoxiao looked even more overwhelmed, carrying Mo Wentian and staggering towards the most luxurious hotel in the town.

Those who followed behind them naturally didn't hear it, but while Mo Wentian and Luo Xiaoxiao were drunk and supporting, the two of them were communicating quietly?

"Brother Mo, those people in the back are following us!"

"That's the fish taking the bait!"

"Brother Mo, you won't really get drunk, will you?"

"Really drunk or fake drunk, in the end, they all have to be drunk, is there a difference?"

"Brother Mo, what should I do next?"

"Don't worry, you just need to remember that you are now a weak woman who is powerless, and the rest of Lazart will arrange for someone to do it!"

"But Brother Mo, how do I feel...... Are you eating my tofu on purpose?"

"Is there one?"

"And how do you ...... your hands? How...... Can you take it away a bit?"

……

When he arrived at the hotel, Mo Wentian plunged into bed, and then let out a loud snoring sound.

And Luo Xiaoxiao looked like he was out of breath because he was supporting Mo Wentian all the way, and he fell next to Mo Wentian and didn't even want to move.

A faint fragrance wafted in, and Mo Wentian and Luo Xiaoxiao fell asleep.

Until noon on the third day.

"Brother Mo, we've been pretending to sleep here for a day and two nights, I'm almost suffocating!"

"It's time to get up!"

The two men struggled to get up in a dazed manner and began to wash up.

And all of this was clearly seen by Lazart, the son-in-law of the god of death Hades, who was far away in the castle of Senluodian.

People, he sent to follow.

The medicine was specially arranged for Mo Wentian and Luo Xiaoxiao to be put away when they had not left the bar.

And every corner of this town, as long as he Lazarte wants to see, can be seen clearly through the world's most advanced high-definition monitoring system.

"Dally, you've been looking here for so long, have you found anything?" Ferolo walked over, handed Lazarte a latte, and asked delicately, looking at Mo Wentian who was taking a shower in the surveillance.

Lazart shook his head and said, "I've seen countless people over the years, but I've never looked at them. But this time, I don't know why, for this man, I still feel that I can't see through him...... On the surface, he didn't have any problems, as if he was just here to talk about business, but I always had a ...... in my heart There's always a bad feeling!"

"Then don't you just do this business, we don't have to do that money......" Philolo looked a little unimpressed, obviously it didn't matter to her whether she could make this business with Mo Wentian.

"No, you don't understand how important the three diamond hills in South Africa he opened are to us at present! If this business is completed, then we will have a stable foundation in South Africa, and when the time comes, we can transfer all the business there to your name!"

Lazarte was obviously tempted by Mo Wentian's conditions, and when he heard Ferolo's disapproving tone, he couldn't help but draw a blueprint for her with three points of excitement on the spot.

When Filoro heard Lazarte say this, he was also curious, and said on the spot: "In that case, what are you waiting for?

Lazart shook his head and said, "Do you know who the woman he wants to get back at such a big price?"

"Who?" Filolo was only looking at Mo Wentian and Luo Xiaoxiao at the bar that night, plus she had never been very keen on doing business, so she didn't pay much attention to their conversation.