The story of this girl named 'Lan Xin' is the nightmare life of a gangster for several years, and that day......

In the midst of the ruins of the house, the man who had created the ruins a second ago pulled her away from her two brothers, who had been turned into corpses in the first place.

The man's expression was as lifeless as cold iron.

Terrifying and incomprehensible power, and a reason to kill people for no apparent reason.

Is his name Mo Ye or Lin Ming?

For Lan Xin, it doesn't really make a difference.

She hadn't told Mo Ye how long it had been since she had slept alone, and a peaceful night was a precious thing for her.

So she took this man who was probably a little schizophrenic as her teacher, and she thought, 'That's not bad.'"

After years of torture, she is indeed stronger than ordinary people in terms of mental strength, in short, she is 'very talented'.

It was the first time she felt that she still had such a high value.

"Staying by the master's side is what makes me valuable. ”

That's what she thinks, and the way to prove her worth is to visually inform her master of her practice progress every day using the method of 'throwing throwing knives'.

What a sick thinking, what a sick way of expression, but Lan Xin didn't think there was anything wrong.

Perhaps she was born in the underworld, and she also learned some of the 'bushido spirit' that has gone out of shape - to put it bluntly, it is the tradition of 'killing the teacher' when she left the school.

The good ones can't be learned, and the bad ones can really be learned as soon as they are learned.

"I'm by no means something worthless. ”

Unconsciously, I realized that Lan Xin's thoughts were so deformed, and she was supported to survive in those dark times and live through those dark nights of being bullied.

Thinking is a fixed thing, and trying to correct it will not happen overnight.

However, it was a pity that Mo Ye, who was her master, did not peep into this, and he always thought that Lan Xin was planning to avenge his brothers.

And Lin Ming, not to mention, has no interest in tutoring a young girl's heart at all.

His interests are probably also deformed.

Like the kind of 'pleasure' he seeks, and the price to pay to achieve that unspeakable pleasure.

"I'm by no means something worthless. ”

Repeating this inexplicable sentence in his heart again, which had supported the girl for many years, Lan Xin's eyes returned to clarity.

Removing her hand, which had become unusually cold from being attached to the window for a long time, she quickly used her mental power to take out a lease contract from under her pillow about three or four meters apart.

That was the proof that she and Mo Xie could live here, and it was also a contract with a copy of Mo Xie's ID card attached.

"Zhangxian, Fushi Town, Nanting Road. ”

The only information on the copy of the ID card that was useful to Lan Xin at this time was this address.

"It's time to go. ”

Looking at a room full of untidy furnishings and clothes, shoes and socks that had not yet been cleaned up, Lan Xin only carried a bag and planned to go out.

There were only dozens of throwing knives and two sets of clothes that Mo Xie had made for her in the bag.

"I'm by no means something worthless. ”

The sound of the door closing seemed to close the voice in Lan Xin's heart.

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Telekinesis is such a good thing.

Fetching things from the air, and even unlocking them, was a breeze for Mo Ye's mental power.

After all, his telekinesis comes with senses.

"Dah. ”

This high-rise building is rented by several companies, and the few floors on the top floor are the branches of a pharmaceutical company.

Mo Ye now needs a set of work clothes and a mask.

The overalls are white coats, and the masks are gauze masks.

And all of this is in an office labeled 'Marketing', which can be seen through the window without perceptual perception.

Similarly, Mo Ye could also see a staff member who appeared to be on night duty.

The time of the shift was confirmed at the door, it was nine o'clock, and now it was half past eight.

Mo Ye needs to get it all done without alerting the personnel on duty.

Of course, he could have killed the unlucky man directly.

However, for the time being, Mo Xie has no such plans.

Mo Ye's hands and feet were very light, maybe if he wanted to at this time, he could even take away a certain document on the table that was pressed by the person on duty.

In fact, he did take something from the person on duty.

For example, glasses, such as tags.

And at this time, the person on duty who was talking to Zhou Gong didn't realize that he had been manipulated at all.

Put on a mask, put on the tag and glasses as well, although Mo Ye was a little dizzy because of the power of the glasses, but for the sake of temporary disguise, Mo Ye still chose to be patient.

"It's a big deal, you don't have to look at it. ”

Thinking like this, Mo Xie put on his white coat and left the room, and when he left, he took the door with a sense of public morality.

With this dress, he can go out openly.

Well, no, if it was openly under surveillance.

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About three minutes later, Mo Ye took the elevator to the underground parking lot.

There were no accidents along the way, the people in this building were very indifferent both at work and at this time, and Mo Xie only pretended to rest against the wall in the elevator all the way down, and no one noticed him.

Everyone is very busy, those who go from work have to call to report their safety, and those who come to work have to call to confirm today's appointment.

They are all busy people, so they all become 'blind'.

Presumably, they would never remember that they had been in an elevator with a wanted criminal.

Perhaps this is the most exciting thing they have ever experienced in their lives.

"Ding!"

The elevator doors opened, and outside was a slightly dimly lit underground parking lot, with a variety of cars neatly parked, arranged in a modest arrangement and interlaced with black, white and gray colors like piano keys.

Deliberately lagging behind the people in the same room, Mo Xie picked a big road cargo parked in the corner.

The outdated style and slightly scratched doors are indicative of the frustration of the owner, and no one with a slight status will allow their car to be so embarrassed.

It was precisely because of the embarrassment of this car that Mo Xie chose it at first sight.

A down-and-out colleague won't attract too much attention, and a messy car won't attract too much attention.

Of course......

The premise is that the onlooker's focus is normal.

"Hey, what a poor car!"

Unfortunately, Mo Xie really met a person who likes to comment on other people's cup life.