Mo Ye looked at the clothes that seemed to have a different meaning in the hands of 'Big Mom' and 'Big Mom', and was speechless for a while.

"Sorry to interrupt. ”

He turned around and walked away.

He seemed to understand why he had heard all the rage when he appeared on the street.

After all, even after spending his college years here, a road idiot like him, who lacks a sense of direction, still hasn't been able to fully understand the city.

went out, ignoring the 'aunt' who chased him all the way, Mo Xie stopped the car.

"Go to the new South Gate. ”

got into the car and blocked the driver's mouth with a red skin, both into the right and wrong, and all the encounters were bound to be right and wrong.

The current Mo Xie doesn't want to cause trouble.

But he seems to have inadvertently overlooked one point: his face is the biggest right and wrong.

"Are you Mo Xie?"

The car took a step, and the driver looked at Mo Ye's face through the rearview mirror.

As a person who has been wanted by the whole country and can not be recognized until he gets into the car of a taxi company that has cooperated with the police for many years, Mo Xie is lucky today.

But that's the end of it.

"Yes. ”

Mo Xie sighed in his heart, it seems that it is impossible to provoke right and wrong today.

"Young man, which drama are you filming now? Some time ago, there was such a big news, it should have been done by people inside you, right?"

Just as Mo Ye was about to knock the driver unconscious and then drive the car to the new south gate by himself, the driver suddenly came up with something that sounded very clueless.

This sentence saved the fate of the driver.

"What?"

Mo Xie failed to understand what the driver meant.

"It's the text message some time ago, the one that said that you are a thug, and what it said 'wanted nationwide, and there will be a reward for reporting', as if it was more real. This is so famous, so talented. ”

The driver said with a smile on his face, and he seemed to be a man of stumbling words, so he gestured with one hand off the steering wheel as he spoke.

"What?"

Mo Ye still didn't understand, what is this?

"Okay...... I'm still not good at verbal expression......"

The driver felt that his tongue was about to be knotted, and because he had to drive, it was inconvenient for him to turn his head and talk to Mo Ye in detail, but at this time he had a flash of inspiration:

"It's all in the news this morning, you listen. ”

As he spoke, he turned on the car radio, and after a little adjustment, he received the news channel, and after receiving it, a loop of today's hot spot fell into Mo Xie's ears.

"It is reported that the environment, external potential, and force that spread false information about a man surnamed Mo a few days ago have been arrested......"

Mo Xie listened for a while and finally figured out what the situation was.

Zhou Xinyan ...... Is this asking me to let the Zhou family go......?"

He understood.

"Okay, I know, that group of people is really capable, but this information is actually fake, and you'll know when the movie is finished and launched for a while. ”

Mo Xie said to the driver.

"Ha, young man, I think your costume should be filmed in ancient costumes, right? This big news is not the drama of the cow director, right?"

The driver did not doubt him, but felt that his years of experience in the rivers and lakes were really NB, and he immediately showed a look of 'pointing out the country, exaggerating words, and dung the marquis of ten thousand households'.

"Ha, there are rules in the group, don't let me say it. ”

Mo Xie smiled and didn't say anything more.

He just wanted to change his clothes, eat a meal, and buy supplies, and then find a place to treat his injuries and practice his kung fu.

As long as the above goals can be achieved, what others think and say is not within the scope of his consideration at all.

After all, the fight in about ten days later is not easy to fool.

The taxi arrived quickly, and when he got out of the car, the driver politely handed over a cigarette and a business card and asked Mo Xie to sign his visor.

"Don't tell people where I am, I hate trouble. ”

Mo Xie finished signing and left.

"Okay, okay, thank you, thank you!"

The driver couldn't stop thanking Mo Ye's back, I don't know if it was because he picked up a 'celebrity' today or because he had collected a lot of tips other than the fare, he rarely looked at the gear lever when he started, and a dull sound of empty throttle attracted the attention of most of the streets.

And Mo Ye disappeared from the street long before these eyes were cast.

Here, he cooked.

The small fly shop on the side of the road, the miscellaneous clothes on the street corner, and the various signs that have been gray for several years are when you look up.

He spent three years in the city, and he spent at least a year and a half on this street.

"A variegated printed shirt, a black coat, washed jeans, a pair of white sneakers, lad, you're a lot like a person. ”

The miscellaneous clothing store is only ten square meters, and there are no clerks here, Mo Xie piles a pile of clothes on the cash register and wakes up the old man who has been burying his head under the romance novel that has lost its cover but is as thick as a brick.

The old man pushed the brown-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and after only a glance at the pile of clothes, he quoted a price:

"One hundred and thirty-eight. ”

Then he buried his head in the novel in his hand.

From beginning to end, he didn't glance at Mo Ye's face.

"Well, you don't have to look for it. ”

Mo Xie took out two red tickets from the space bracelet and placed them on the table, then took his clothes and left.

There is no fitting room in this store, and all the 10 square meters of space are provided with a variety of clothes.

"Wait!"

The old man closed the book with a snap, then opened the drawer with a thud, and after a moment he turned out from behind the counter.

He grabbed Mo Xie and stuffed a few banknotes and two paper bags into the pile of clothes that Mo Xie was holding.

The money was four, one fifty, one ten, two one yuan, one big and one small, the big one for clothes, the small one for shoes, and the brown and yellow paper bags did not have any miscellaneous existence, just like the novel that the old man read without its cover.

"Stinky boy, mixed up with interest, and used money to insult labor?"

The old man said.

Mo Xie was dumbfounded.

Turning around, he put his clothes in a bag and asked, "Old Zhangtou, do you still recognize me?"

Lao Zhangtou said disdainfully: "Apart from you, is there anyone else who would so accurately combine this 'migrant worker suit' that goes up to the hall and down to the construction site?"

Then he saw Mo Ye's face clearly.

"Yo, not only did you kid get out of the way, but you also went abroad?

Lao Zhangtou compared a 'nine' with his right hand and an 'eight' with the other, and then kept shaking the hand that was compared to 'nine'.

Mo Xie smiled awkwardly, and said in his heart that there were actually not so many nines, but on his face, he had a haha with Lao Zhangtou.

"No way, the situation is stronger than people, no way. ”

Mo Evil Dao.

"Well, it's easy for you to come back, let's have a meal together if there's nothing to do later, my daughter has been clamoring for plastic surgery or something, just right, you can introduce her." I think your doctor is reliable. ”