In which direction are you going to flee?

As far as Mo Xie knew, there was no no-man's land near Pumice Town, and only a little more than an hour was just a matter of talking about personnel for him.

After all, even if he flew east for an hour and a half, he would be able to fly back in an hour at most when Lin Ming came out to change shifts.

It just looks like it's useless.

However, if you can fight for an hour and waste an hour, you can reduce the killing by an hour.

"Maybe I can save the people of the next city. ”

Flying rapidly in the air, Mo Xie thought in his mind.

He knew it was just himself comforting himself.

The sun was setting in the west, and Zhao Jiansheng was also leaving in the west, so the direction Mo Xie chose was the direction of the setting sun.

In less than an hour and a half, how far could he escape?

Mo Ye has no bottom in his heart.

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"Who are you?"

In the orphanage, Xiaomei put down the work at hand for the time being, and she rubbed her flour-stained hand on her apron. She looked at the girl in front of her who called herself 'Lan Xin' with a scrutinizing gaze.

After a long time of being poor and oppressed, it is difficult for Xiaomei to trust a stranger she meets for the first time - except for a handsome guy.

"He is my master. ”

Lan Xin didn't quite know how to describe her relationship with Mo Xie.

Close relatives?

They are not related by blood.

Brother and sister?

Save it, what age is it now......

In the end, after thinking about it, Lan Xin could only say that he and Mo Ye had a master-apprentice relationship.

"He's your teacher?" Xiaomei tilted her head, "Mo Xie doesn't look like a teacher, does he?"

She looked at Lan Xin meaningfully, and the meaning in her eyes couldn't be more obvious - you are lying!

At this moment, the two of them were already sitting in the infirmary in the orphanage, but it was more appropriate to say that this was an infirmary than an 'interrogation room'.

Because at this moment, Xiaomei has already used the tone of interrogating the prisoner, of course, this is what she learned from the old movie.

It is true that Mo Xie is by no means the material for teaching people to read and write, and it is his specialty to teach a lost lamb a big truth, but he is not qualified to do this kind of thing, whether it is the first two words or the last two words. Not to mention Lin Ming, that thing can sacrifice his students as sacrifices, he should really develop some kind of cult.

If it was Lin Ming, he should be able to achieve the level of "Pope", maybe he would be able to do it......

It's a pity, Mo Xie feels that Lin Ming is killing innocents indiscriminately, why doesn't Lin Ming think that Mo Ye is holding him back?

"He adopted me as a 'teacher'. ”

Lan Xin didn't think that she would be interrogated at first, she was not good at socializing with people, oh, to be more precise, she was just not good at communicating with people.

Therefore, her words are actually full of loopholes, which even Xiaomei, who is a complete layman in criminal investigation, can see this.

Xiaomei held her glasses in one hand and rubbed her eyebrows in the other, and she began to organize her thoughts.

The girl in front of her must be lying.

There can be no doubt about it.

And Lan Xin knows Mo Ye, which is also undoubted, because the people who know about Mo Ye's return are all in this orphanage.

The news did not spread.

So, no matter what, this little girl knows Mo Ye, so then you just need to confirm whether Mo Ye knows this girl to figure things out.

Thinking of this, Xiaomei almost screamed.

"Damn, I'm so busy and stupid, such a simple thing!"

She was so busy and stupid that she didn't think of calling Mo Ye until she 'interrogated' Lan Xin for half an hour.

But she can't be blamed for that, trust me, it's easy for anyone to get their minds knotted after a busy afternoon.

"Aunt Wang!"

Mei beckoned to the black boy who was standing at the door of the infirmary as a 'temporary guard', motioning for him to come and watch the person, and then she trotted straight to the kitchen.

It's a shame to say that the only person in the entire orphanage now has a mobile phone is Aunt Wang.

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"Buzz~!"

Surrounded by high-rise buildings, the city is irregular, on every level.

"Hello?"

The suit was straight, Qin Ye was not as pot-bellied as he imagined, and he still had a cigar in his hand.

In fact, 'Qin Ye' looked quite young, at least not like what a person of his age should look like.

He is almost seventy years old this year, but he has few gray hairs on his head and few wrinkles on his face.

He looked to be in his early forties.

Many people attribute this to Qin Ye's proper maintenance, or the progress of science and technology.

The life of the rich is getting longer and longer, which is a matter of course and in line with the logic of the public.

As for how long he will live?

No one knows, but it is believed that there are many more people who wish him an early death than those who wish him a long life.

"Qin Ye, I'm sorry, the mission didn't succeed, and I'm still injured, the goal is stronger than I imagined. In order not to startle the snake, I will retreat first and backward, please send reinforcements quickly. ”

On the phone was Zhao Jiansheng's voice, but Zhao Jiansheng at this time was obviously a little lacking in energy, and he said a few words weakly, without the slightest momentum on weekdays.

He appears to have suffered internal injuries, and the injuries are not minor.

"Hmph! You can't even kill a yellow-mouthed child! You still dare to call yourself the No. 1 sword ?!...... in Zhongzhou" (don't ask what the ellipsis is about...... ）

The young Qin Ye spit out a large string of foul language as if he was in the market, and scolded Zhao Jiansheng on the other end of the phone to the point of blood.

In the face of Qin Ye's forcible smearing, Zhao Jiansheng dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, he was submissive on the other end of the phone.

"Damn, Mo Xie is right, Lao Tzu is gone!" Thinking that he was scolded like this just because he failed the mission, Zhao Jiansheng suddenly felt indignant.

People who practice martial arts have tempers, and this is the third time that Zhao Jiansheng has been 'trained' today.

At the moment, his psychology is extremely unbalanced.

What is it, for Mao Du to train Lao Tzu?

Should Lao Tzu pretend to be a grandson?

Are you worthy?

It can be seen that Master Zhao should be a person from outside the Guan, and as soon as this anger comes up, it is like boiling water, and the lid of the pot named 'Reason' jumps straight up.

He really wanted to say a few words of national scolding at his phone, and then kick it again.

It's like the pig face that kicked Qin Ye.

But this is not the time.

"I'm sorry, Master Qin, ahem......"

Zhao Jiansheng coughed on the phone, like a sick ghost.

"That's enough! You should hurry up and get back to Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu sent someone else to replace you waste!"

Qin Ye was scolding on the phone, I really don't know where he got so angry.