Fang Shijue couldn't help but look up at the dazzling incandescent lamp, his eyes narrowed slightly, "He's not that kind of person, really." ”

"Say, say, say I'm sorry! Apologize to Ishihara and say I'm sorry! Fang Shijue closed his eyes, and he remembered Mo Xiao's angry roar like a madness.

He hung up the towel, "A person who values his friends so much can't be a weak guy!" ”

"Shijue, it's the first time I've seen you talk like that!" Uncle Lan smiled slightly, and threw the remaining half of his cigarette into the toilet not far away.

"What does that mean?" Fang Shijue was stunned.

"I'm looking forward to meeting that guy you rate so highly!" Uncle Lan turned around with a smile, raised his hand and waved, and then left gracefully.

"Are you going to bring that kid here?" Fang Shijue's head was still a little unable to turn, and he couldn't help but look at Ling Ruolan on the side, hoping to get her answer.

"Or else?" Ling Ruolan couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Shouldn't you just click him?" Fang Shijue put his palm on his neck and made a gesture of cutting off his head.

"I'll go. Who told you that he clicked him directly?! Ling Ruolan was startled.

"He killed Su Jia, shouldn't he kill him to avenge Su Jia?" Fang Shijue's eyes looked even more confused.

"Hey, hey, hey. Are you really stupid or fake, haven't we been there to see it? Obviously, Su Jia almost killed that kid. It's okay to speak for your friends, but you can't just turn black and white upside down with your eyes open! Ling Ruolan had three black lines on her head, and she looked at Shijue's eyes as if she was looking at an idiot.

"I almost got into trouble. When I met that kid in the alley today, I didn't know the strength of the other party, otherwise I would have really cut him directly. Fang Shijue's mouth opened wide in fright.

"It's good that I didn't really do it." Ling Ruolan muttered.

At ten o'clock in the evening, a few kilometers away from the Blue Bank Bar, there are rows of dilapidated old workshops that live the city's aboriginal residents, but they are all the original inhabitants at the bottom.

In one of the old and somewhat crumbling houses, there was a room of just over 20 square meters. A teenager was hunched over on some of the shabby beds.

Ah, Mo Xiaoxiao roared in pain. He gritted his teeth, pinched his neck with one hand, and clenched the hand that was pinching his neck with the other, pressing down hard. The completely opposite movements make people look like a schizophrenic-like neurosis.

At this time, Mo Xiaoxian's whole body was already completely soaked with pain, and the quilt was kicked to the ground next to the bed. His face was flushed, and his mouth was dripping with saliva, like that of a wolf who had been hungry for days when he saw the food. It's just that it's weak and powerless, and it can only struggle infinitely; The other is ferocious because of hunger.

I don't know how long it took, the heart-wrenching pain of the poisonous snake actually weakened slightly, Mo Xiaosheng couldn't help but breathe frantically, but the saliva still kept flowing down, wetting the pillow, pillow towel and sheets, and then dripping to the ground. After a while, it became a small beach. Even the quilt with the floor was wet.

He roared hoarsely, "I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry." Starve me to death! ”

The closed eyes suddenly opened, and the dark green pupils reappeared, and a cool dark green that slightly suppressed hunger scattered from the pupils.

The coolness of the brain was blown, and the madness caused by hunger was forced down, and the whole room became quiet again.

Mo Xiaoju's hands were weak on both sides of his body, and he looked up at the dirty ceiling, panting weakly but violently.

The dark green pupils gradually faded and returned to black.

Mo Xiaoshu felt extremely powerless. But he was so hungry that he had to get up and eat something even if he couldn't do it, and he really felt that he would starve to death if he continued like this.

Is that why I said I would definitely go? Mo Xiaoshu took out the meal that his mother cooked at noon today from the only electric refrigerator in the house, and then regardless of the cold, he tore off the plastic wrap, and then grabbed chopsticks from the side and frantically shaved the food to eat.

In a matter of seconds, all the food on the plate was gone.

The comforting feeling of swelling is finally back. It's just different from the original, now he just feels full, but he still has no strength in his body, and the strength of the wind and clouds to eat just now seems to have overdrawn his physical strength, and now he even breathes painfully cramps.

With a snap, a tear overflowed Mo Xiaoju's eyes and shattered to the ground, blurring out small pieces of black.

"Why," Mo Xiaosheng cried and put his hands in his hair, and he shouted hysterically to the sky, "Why is this?" ”

"Neurotic, screaming at night."

"Your uncle's blind roar is dying."

"Look for death!"

……

The neighbors who were next to each other were woken up one after another, and the final angry words were clearly poured into Mo Xiaoju's ears one by one.

What the hell is wrong with me? Mo Xiao's head hung down weakly, but his eyes were staring at the ground where there was nothing.

What is the origin of that stomach? Mo Xiao was sad and howled angrily.

Wasn't it good? Wasn't everything so good?! But...... But why did it become the way it is after the surgery, and why is that? Mo Xiaosheng cried and knelt on the ground on his knees, and propped his hands on the ground. His fingers clenched into fists and then released weakly.

Just when Mo Xiaoxiao was helpless, the woman's words suddenly flashed through his mind.

"I'll be waiting for you here at 0:00 a.m. tomorrow!"

"You're coming. Definitely! ”

Did she say this because she knew I would be the way I was? Mo Xiaoshu couldn't help but guess in his heart.

In that case, let's go over and have a look! Take a gamble!

Mo Xiaosheng hurriedly pinched the cuffs of his shirt and wiped the face of the crying flower, then sobbed a few times, then stood up with a little strength, and finally staggered out the door.

On a rainy night, the small alley where the two sides met.

"Will he really come, it's eleven forty-seven." The tall Lord raised his hand and looked at his watch, the minute hand was about to turn twelve, and he said with some concern.

"Will come, unless he wants to die!" Ling Ruolan held an umbrella, her face was full of light, and she answered very affirmatively.

"Let's hope he'll come!" Shijue lit a cigarette and looked ahead.

After another ten minutes, the torrential rain continued unabated. In the distance, a rickety body that seemed to lie down at any time slowly appeared in the field of vision of the two. It's just that because of the rain, the figure looks a little blurry.

"It seems that the torture is not light!" Shijue said to himself a little.

"Every non-dragon dragon is like that!" Ling Ruolan followed.

"Are things ready?" Shijue asked.

"Whoa!" Ling Ruolan took out a delicately packaged lunch box.

"He's coming!" Shijue said.

"I ...... I'm coming! Mo Xiaoshu's voice was lighter than the flying mosquito wings.

His strength had long since run out, and there was a section on the way that almost crawled over. Looking at the blood-colored tooth marks on his arms, he knew that he was stimulating his nerves with pain.

"I knew you were coming. I don't need to ask anything about how you look now, it's basically the same as I expected!

Ruolan handed over the warm lunch box, "Eat!" If you eat it, you will have strength. At least stand up straight and breathe normally

No problem. ”

"It's useless. I ate all the food at home before I came, and that amount was several times my normal diet before

I'm still hungry and want to die! Mo Xiaoxiao shook his head weakly, and almost cried and said.

"Don't worry, after eating this meal of mine, you will be fine! Believe me, eat it, if you don't believe me, ......"

As she spoke, Ling Ruolan was about to take back the lunch box that she had stretched out.

"I'll eat!" Mo Xiaoshu was like a hysterical hungry ghost, and he didn't know where the strength came out, so he snatched the lunch box.

Mo Xiaosheng couldn't bear to open the lunch box, and then broke the chopsticks to eat.

"Minor injury!" A familiar voice instantly drilled into Mo Xiaosheng's ears, and Mo Xiaosheng unconsciously stopped his chopsticks and brain

The bag looked back weakly.

"Why are you here, Ishihara?" Mo Xiaoxiao smiled weakly.

"I knew you were coming," Ishihara ran to Mo Xiao's side, held his knees and took a few breaths before getting up and hurriedly said, "Small."

Hurt, that man hit you today, and this woman and that man are in the same group, will she eat you if she asks you to? Shi Yuan pointed to Shijue, and then pointed to Ling Ruolan and said.

"I can't help it." Mo Xiaosheng said with a hopeless and powerless smile.

"What's the point?" Ishihara asked incomprehensibly.

"If you don't eat, if you don't eat, I'll starve to death!" Mo Xiaosheng cried out again, "I really don't want to die!" Just let me eat it! This may be the only chance. Please, Ishihara! ”

"Good! You eat, you eat and I eat, it's a big deal to die together! Ishihara gritted his teeth, one hand from the air that had been exposed

grabbed the lunch box, only to see him quickly grab a small piece of food, and then stuffed it into his mouth.

"Thank you! Good brothers! Mo Xiaoju's shoulder twitched, and he ate the food in the lunch box with tears in his eyes.

"It's not poison, are you two like this?" Shijue looked puzzled.

"But you've had minor injuries!" Ishihara glared at Shijue fiercely.

Ling Ruolan stretched out her hand, and the two of them unconsciously stopped talking.

"Your brother was drenched in the rain, you wouldn't have brought an umbrella, would you?" Ling Ruolan glanced at Ishihara.

"How could you not have brought it!" Ishihara was soaking wet, and he took out a handful of black ones from the plastic bag hanging from his waist

Old-fashioned umbrellas, and then "bang" to stretch them out to keep out the rain for themselves and Mo Xiaoju.

"How does it feel?" Ling Ruolan didn't look at Shi Yuan again, but stared at Mo Xiaoju, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Like...... It's like the strength, the strength is really back. Mo Xiaosheng felt his body carefully, his eyes were full of shock, and then he couldn't hide a smile, he said with a smile.

"Wow", Ishihara on the side suddenly spit out the meal he had just eaten, and he also knelt on the ground, supporting the ground with both hands. Ishihara's umbrella rolled off his hand and was blown away by the wind.

"Ishihara!" Mo Xiaosheng hurriedly jumped up and grabbed Ishihara, "Ishihara, are you okay?" ”

"I ...... I don't know! With that, Ishihara rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, unconscious.

"What the hell did you do to him?" Mo Xiaosheng's eyes were full of uncontrollable anger, and he looked at the two people in front of him, his fists clenched, making a clicking sound of bones.