"My niece's name is Ai Yu, and here is her picture. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

After rummaging through his body, Ye Changzai took out a photo and handed it to Mr. Mo. In the photo, there is a cute girl, probably as tall as her sister Xiaoqiu, wearing the uniform of Wenxin High School, with a fleshy little face smiling happily and looking energetic.

However, what Mr. Mo cares more about is that Ye Changzai actually carries a photo of his niece with him! Dead Lolita?

"She'll go shopping on Chaochun Road at noon tomorrow, it seems that she has made an appointment with someone, just keep an eye around."

After listening to Ye Chang explain some matters and write down his phone number, Mr. Mo left. The firecrackers will not be picked up until tomorrow night, but Mr. Mo still has the 500 yuan.

It was still early, and Mr. Mo didn't want to go back like this, so he drove the car aimlessly, and when he reached an intersection, Mr. Mo suddenly stopped. He felt that something was not quite right, and what he had promised before was too simple! According to his character, although the result may still be yes, he should at least think about it a little. Don't...... Another unknown inducement!?

Mr. Mo's face turned gloomy. He doesn't understand how many choices he has to say that he made on his own, and many unconscious or already tendentious things can be guided, such as now that he is driving around, he can lead to the place where something happens. Even if he doesn't do anything, there is a chance that someone else will be led to trouble. He is destined to be in some kind of maelstrom!

Scratching his head a little irritably, Mr. Mo felt that it was better to stay at home honestly. However, before Mr. Mo moved, he saw a somewhat familiar figure - He Liming!

On the sparsely populated street, He Liming, who was dressed in casual sportswear, did not have the brilliant demeanor he had at school, and he stood on the street on the phone with an expressionless face. It was too far away for Mr. Mo to know what he was talking about, but ......

"Lao Ding, can you find out what that person over there is saying on the phone?"

"Well, yes, I'll pass on what they have to say to you."

Mr. Mo just gave it a try, but he didn't expect Lao Ding to really be able to do it, should he be said to be worthy of being a demon who once mixed with the Golden Immortal?

When the voice reached his ears, Mr. Mo stopped thinking and began to listen attentively.

"We have already identified the injuries on No. 17's body, and it was done by a martial arts person named Yu Xingyun, don't worry about it, just maintain a normal observation record."

"In addition, the fourth has already arrived around the seventeenth, if you come to the school, you should pay attention!"

"Also, there may be other high-level figures arriving in the near future, try not to take the initiative to contact Seventeen!"

"Finally, Xiao Ming, don't pick up girls!! You give Lao Tzu a good mission!! ”

……

From beginning to end, it was the other end of the phone that spoke, and his voice changed from serious and calm at the beginning to an angry roar at the end. Although the last words were full of slots, Mr. Mo didn't have the heart to complain about anything at all, and his face was already hard to see!

Number seventeen? Is this its own number!? Add a number four, then, does that mean that at least seventeen people have been monitored by them all the time? What an accident...... Interesting!!!!

He Liming's figure gradually drowned in the flow of people, and there was no trace in the dim night, but the dark clouds on Mr. Mo's face did not dissipate for half a minute.

The world is a lie, a fake, a fragile joke. Behind the peaceful daily life we enjoy, how many swords and swords, how many conspiracies and calculations, we cannot know, and we cannot really explore them all. Despite the taste of happiness, what is the meaning of this false happiness! Who would want this kind of happiness saved in the hands of others!!

"Bang-"

Slammed his fist on the steering wheel, as if all his strength had been consumed, Mr. Mo leaned on the driver's seat a little weakly, covering his face tightly with his hands.

I want to ...... I want to escape......

"Bang-"

A dull crash sounded on the front lid of the car, as if something had fallen on it, but Mr. Mo didn't pay attention to it at all.

"Bang-"

There was another muffled sound, and Mr. Mo couldn't help frowning, but he still didn't want to pay attention to it.

"Meow~"

Well...... Is it a cat?

Mr. Mo opened his fingers and saw the cat in front of the car through his fingers.

Depend on!!

Mr. Mo scolded angrily in his heart, immediately stretched out his hand to the back seat, dragged out the bat, quickly got out of the car and whipped it hard!

It's actually the tricolor cat I met at school during the day! And also to take the initiative to provoke him! Mr. Mo is going crazy, I don't know if he is in a super bad mood now!!

The cat swooped to the roof of the car, easily dodging Mr. Mo's swinging bat, and squinted mockingly.

The corners of Mr. Mo's eyes twitched, it was really ...... I can't bear it!!

After a few consecutive swings, the cat flashed it, and Mr. Mo didn't want to fight again. There was a sharp pain in his arm, and the pain made him grin, and sweat began to break out on his forehead. I'm so messed up, I don't know how long it will take for my arm to get better.

"Hey! Dead cat, stop me! ”

Mr. Mo, who couldn't hit him, began to shout, but the cat ignored him completely, just licking its paws on the roof of the car.

Mr. Mo, who felt despised and despised by the cat, was so angry that his face turned red, but he couldn't do anything about it, so he could only sit back in the car angrily and drive away.

After Mr. Mo's car started, the cat jumped lightly and landed on the green belt on the side of the road, its eyes narrowed slightly, and its strange eyes showed a little interest. If Mr. Mo saw this anthropomorphic expression, he would definitely not say a word, and threw a pencil sharpener.

So, cats are super annoying!

Mr. Mo felt that he was really unhappy today, the three-color cat that had become a spirit, and He Liming, who suddenly noticed the hidden identity, Li Xueyin, who came over inexplicably, and Ye Changzai's strange requests, one trouble after another, which really made him a little confused.

Although some troubles were provoked by him on his own initiative...... No! It should be said that at present, all the troubles except Li Xueyin are actively provoked by him, that is to say, every flag standing in front of him has been stepped on by him. In essence, Mr. Mo is such a person who loves to die!

All the way home, everyone else has gone to sleep, Mr. Mo took the futon and spread it on the sofa, Mr. Mo planned to go to bed early. But when it comes to going to bed early, Mr. Mo feels as if he has forgotten something. After thinking about it carefully, Mr. Mo covered his face with some annoyance.

I actually forgot to update my scum! Now that Li Xueyin is sleeping in his room, it's hard to do anything anymore, should it really be over? No, it should be said that it is directly eunuch dropped.

I feel like I'm going to be busy lately, so let's run away! Anyway, there aren't many attendance awards, so it's good to have time to open a new pit in the future~

Mr. Mo thought unashamedly.