Chapter 8 Mr. Kaimo

"Xiaoqiu, what's wrong?"

Mr. Mo, who was originally thinking about how to safely unplug the flag of the running girl, suddenly saw that his sister Xiaoqiu on the side was not in the right state, the whole person was exuding an inexplicable black gas, lowering his head with slightly longer bangs to cover his eyes, and a strange smile at the corner of his mouth, which made him feel a coldness go straight to his back, and he couldn't help but ask out loud. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Awakened by Mr. Mo's voice, Xiaoqiu pretended to be embarrassed and scratched her head, revealing a bright smile and saying, "It's nothing." ”

How could it be possible to let my brother know what strange thing he was thinking just now!

Mr. Mo is not a person who can get past so easily, there is obviously something wrong with his sister Xiaoqiu, Mr. Mo has never seen her show such a dark expression. Mr. Mo began to think.

His eyes casually swept over the running girl-well, it's not good to call it a running girl all the time, let's just call it an athletic girl--Mr. Mo's face was even more ugly, and he thought of the worst possibility, and his sister might have noticed the abnormality of this world!

Mr. Mok doesn't know when his peaceful routine will collapse, he is not a real secondary 2 teenager, and he thinks that as long as he tries his best, he can solve the problem. He clearly understands that he is just an ordinary person, social experience, personal wisdom, and so on. It wasn't a conspiracy that surrounded him, it was more like an experiment, and he was observed as an experimental subject. Mr. Mo hoped that what he had was a practical ability such as telekinesis, which could at least give him the possibility to resist.

It is precisely because he knows his powerlessness that Mr. Mo does not want to involve his sister, and he goes out for a night trip at night to avoid involving his sister in emergencies.

His abnormal behavior has always been in the eyes of his sister, and it is normal for her sister to find some clues, but I don't know how much she guessed. But judging from her abnormal performance just now, I'm afraid it's not low!

But ah, he's the elder brother, and he should carry everything!

Thinking of this, Mr. Mo turned his head, looked at his sister who was still maintaining the bright smile just now, and said seriously,

"I know your uneasiness, your worries, your doubts, but, Xiaoqiu, you just need to live happily like now, brother, I will always guard you!"

Although it sounded like there was no beginning or end, Xiao Qiu felt that he understood-my brother was comforting Xiao Qiu!

Xiaoqiu was really embarrassed this time, and lowered her head with a blushing face.

Mr. Mo was wailing in his heart: Why did he suddenly say such a shameful thing? I want to die! I could have thought of a more handsome line!

In addition, my sister's reaction is still not quite right! Why blush? Wait a minute! It's normal to blush when you hear yourself say such a shameful line!

Mr. Mo rubbed his brows with some annoyance, he was really not good at talking or anything like that!

Speaking of which, the athletic girl is also very good, with wheat-colored skin, a slender figure, energetic movements during exercise, and a rather delicate face, all of which are quite in line with Mr. Mo's aesthetics. But Mr. Mo is not interested in certain aspects now, and he is more concerned about what she will do next.

But Mr. Mo can't just stare at his sister, but when he exercises, his eyes still drift to the direction where his sister is, intentionally or unintentionally.

Bang! The dull sound of flesh crashing sounded, and Mr. Mo, who was distracted, was caught off guard, clutching his stomach in pain and baring his teeth, gasping for air.

"Brother, let's practice!"

Xiao Qiu, who was still smiling brightly, waved his little fist and said.

"Hmm."

Responding gently, Mr. Mo withdrew his attention.

In terms of martial arts, Mr. Mo is better at marksmanship, and his level of close-quarters short combat is far inferior to that of his sister Xiaoqiu. The strength is not as good as that of his sister, his speed is not as good as his sister, and his skills are not as good as his sister, and Mr. Mo's body, which is still quite tall among his peers, can only be reduced to a target, and he is knocked to the ground in a few minutes.

After a few minutes of high-intensity fighting, Mr. Mo was a little exhausted, and he was lying on the ground gasping for breath, when suddenly there was a darkness in front of him, and a figure enveloped him. When I raised my eyes, I saw that the illusory and blurred face under the sunset was actually that sports girl!

Take the initiative! But Mr. Mo is not a target!

Eyes met, and the two stared at each other, silent. Mr. Mo was watching what the girl would do, and the girl didn't know what she was thinking, so she was deadlocked.

Kicking Mr. Mo away, Xiaoqiu asked with a smile,

"This sister, is there anything wrong with you?"

The girl was dumbfounded, as if she didn't understand why Xiaoqiu suddenly kicked Mr. Mo, and looked a little tangled. Hehe! Mr. Mo also didn't understand why he was kicked.

"It's just that you guys are so good, I'm a little curious."

The voice is unexpectedly gentle and delicate, just looking at the appearance, I thought her voice would be more hearty and crisp. Mr. Mo thought as he rubbed his waist and stood up.

"Curious? A lot of things are caused by curiosity! Xiaoqiu's smile became brighter, "For example, a dead cat or something." “

The girl was stunned again, not knowing what Xiaoqiu wanted to express, but she faintly felt the hostility of the girl in front of her. She really just came to see it out of curiosity!

"Xiaoqiu, why did you kick me just now?"

Mr. Mo was a little troubled, and the kick was very heavy, heavier than when he was wrapped in the quilt in the morning. I feel that Xiaoqiu seems to be angry, and the reason for being angry is because he glanced at his sister? It's too harsh!

"My brother has been too lax lately! You have to work out! ”

Xiaoqiu playfully stuck out her tongue and said.

Mr. Mo has a headache, my sister is not quite right today! Maybe it's time to talk to her when you get home. Thinking of this, Mr. Mo turned his gaze to the sports girl and asked,

"Is there anything else you can do?"

It means that it's okay to go aside, don't bother us. Unlike the gentle tone he used to speak to his sister, the tone of his voice to her was cold, like a thick wall through it. The terrifying momentum made the girl unconsciously take a step back, looking at Mr. Mo timidly, like some poor little animal.

"I didn't ...... Nothing ......."

The girl was a little nervous, turned her head, and didn't dare to look at Mr. Mo, but the fluttering eyes clearly showed that the girl had something to say, but she didn't have the courage to say it.

"Xiaoqiu, it's time to go back."

Mr. Mo didn't want to listen to what the girl said, so he directly beckoned his sister to leave, leaving the sports girl standing in place a little overwhelmed.

Mr. Mo is really inconsiderate of others!

On the way back, Mr. Mo was actually still thinking about the sports girl. That girl really has a tendency to contact him, but Mr. Mo won't let her get her wish. But the key to the problem is not whether to contact the girl, but the performance of the girl.

Like all the girls before him, Mr. Mo couldn't see where she was disguised, and his every move was natural, but he just gathered for him intentionally or unintentionally. If it's just that their acting skills are so superb that Mr. Mo can't tell them apart at all, or they have been hypnotized, then fortunately, Mr. Mo won't care very much. However, if they are induced without knowing anything, for example, when choosing to eat sweet tofu brain and salted tofu brain, they have no preference and unknowingly choose salted tofu brain or something, it will be very bad!

The more I think about it, the more terrifying I feel, could it be that my current thoughts are all under the influence of those unknown existences? The more I think about it, the more I dare not act rashly!