Chapter 8 An Abandoned Factory in the Wilderness
Ling Ruolan stepped forward quickly. stopped beside Mo Xiaoxian.
"Why am I like this? Why is that? Originally, although he was poor, wasn't his life okay? Even if my mother doesn't have any money, when I become an adult next year, I can go out to work to relieve my mother's burden. But why, why did it suddenly become like this, what did I do wrong, why did God do this to me. Mo Xiaosheng, who was lying on the ground, shook his head in pain, the corners of his mouth cracked, and the tip of his mouth tried to close. His tears poured out wildly, and he couldn't stop.
"Everyone like you will have this experience!" Ling Ruolan, who originally wanted to scold a few words, unconsciously opened the umbrella she was carrying, stood in front of Mo Xiaoxian, and then squatted down, she looked at him.
"You're here to laugh at me, aren't you? I'm a bastard and a coward who only knows how to cry! Mo Xiao's hand in the water had already clenched tightly into a fist, and then hung the ground. The water in the pond splashed with the hammer of the fist.
"I had this idea at first. But now there are none. Ling Ruolan didn't know why, at such a time, she suddenly lost the urge to scold him, but quieted down.
"Really?" Mo Xiaosheng's fist loosened slightly.
"If you think about it, I'm not even as good as you." Ling Ruolan said with some self-deprecation.
"I'm not a non-dragon dragon, and I don't have an experience like yours. I've been a dragon since I was born, so I can't imagine what you think and feel! Ling Ruolan said again.
"Thank you!" After Ling Ruolan said this, Mo Xiaosheng also became quiet.
He braced himself with his hands, then stood up.
"But......" Mo Xiaoxiao stopped talking.
"What?" Ling Ruolan lowered her head half a head from him, and she raised her eyes to look at Mo Xiao's lonely eyes.
"What should I do in the future? According to Uncle Lan, my mother can't support me anymore, but if I want to kill people, I really can't do it! Mo Xiaosheng's eyes were confused, such a situation was beyond the ability of his brain to deal with it. It almost didn't crash.
"Wait a minute!" Ling Ruolan tilted her head to one side, then reached out to hold her right ear, only to see her nod, say yes, and stand up straight again.
"Your good friend can't find you to worry about right now. Let's go back first! Ling Ruolan said.
"Good!" Mo Xiaoshu nodded along with him.
The two walked side by side on the dark road.
"Although I can really understand you. But if you really want to live well, instead of just crying, I'm sure Uncle Lamb will help you. Ling Ruolan looked ahead, holding an umbrella and said.
"If I could, I really, would like to live well!" Mo Xiaoshu raised his arm and wiped his eyes, and then mustered up the courage to nod solemnly.
"Then cheer up!" Ling Ruolan's voice suddenly took a tone.
"Yes!" Mo Xiaoshu nodded fiercely. Since you can live well, what reason is there to let yourself be so depressed and helpless.
"Mo Xiaoxian, are you okay?" As soon as he pushed open the door of the Blue Shore Bar, Ishihara rushed up, pressed his hands on Mo Xiaosheng's shoulders, and asked quickly.
"I'm fine, I'm fine." Ishihara's movements really scared Mo Xiaoxiao, but when he saw his good friend's concerned eyes, he still felt a special warmth in his heart.
"Little injury, come here!" Lan Youshi, who appeared in front of everyone at some point, beckoned to Mo Xiaosheng.
"Good!" Mo Xiaosheng nodded and walked over.
Ishihara watched the two of them talk to each other, not knowing what they were talking about. In the end, Mo Xiaoshu nodded, said hello and came back.
"What did the old man say?" Ishihara leaned his head to Mo Xiaosheng's ear and asked quietly.
"Nothing!" Mo Xiaoxiao smiled and shook his head.
"So mysterious?!" Ishihara pretended to be unhappy.
"What's the matter!"
"Ahem. That one...... Ishihara, can you call me an old man in front of me, it's very rude. Lan Youshi coughed a little embarrassedly.
"Huh? I'm sorry! Shi Yuan was surprised, and then hurriedly said. He was really curious, the distance between the two was more than two meters, and he still whispered in his voice, how could that old guy hear!
"Okay, okay, you two don't make trouble, don't hurt you like this, just take a shower in the bar and go back! Wear my clean clothes after washing, as long as you don't look old. Lan Youshi quipped.
"Not at all, thank you Uncle Lam!" Mo Xiaosheng is really happy.
"It's already my own, so you don't have to be so polite." Lan Youshi also said with a smile.
In the depths of Lan Youshi's heart, Mo Xiaosheng was another self, and his experience at that time was the same as Mo Xiaosheng. Seeing him is like seeing yourself, and he is really like going to help such another self. Otherwise, he will regret it for the rest of his life.
After taking a shower, both sides said goodbye.
Watching Mo Xiaoshu and Ishihara push the door and leave, Lan Youshi couldn't help but laugh.
"Uncle Lan, why are you so happy?" I feel that just now, Uncle Lan has always been a little abnormal, not as calm as before, but full of smiles. For this, Ling Ruolan was really curious.
"Mo Xiaoju, it's very bad," Lan replied with a mouthful, then turned around and smiled, and said, "It's not early, you should go to sleep quickly, and you have to report to the school tomorrow." I'll leave it to you for a small injury. ”
"Got it, Uncle Lam. But it's really inexplicable! Ling Ruolan pouted and was about to turn around and go upstairs to rest.
"Ruolan, why are you here, haven't you rested yet?" Fang Shijue pushed the door and walked in, carrying a lifeless human corpse.
"You want to take care of it?!" Glancing at the corpse, Ling Ruolan said angrily.
"It's strange, where did I offend you?" Fang Shijue was stunned for a moment, shook his head involuntarily, and then walked towards the basement with the corpse on his shoulder......
When I got home, my mother hadn't come back yet, and she said that her sister had a birthday today and wanted to go over to celebrate. Although I haven't heard of my mother's sisters, what my mother said, Mo Xiaoxiao will never refuse or object. Mom is so busy, it's rare to have a chance to rest, Mo Xiaosheng is also very understanding, and really hopes that Mom can have a good rest.
I washed my face and brushed my teeth, and then went to bed......
Far from the city, in a deserted outskirts of the city, there is a factory that has been abandoned for many years, and it is deserted. But what no one could have imagined was that under the ground of the factory was a huge room built with great luxury.
The whole room is resplendent with golden beams and paintings, the exquisite craftsmanship, and the luxurious atmosphere is so rich that it is difficult to breathe.
The room is divided into several small rooms along the side, and each small room is full of luxury like a seven-star hotel room. In the center of the huge room is a large open space, on which is a large square table, and on top of the square table hangs a huge crystal chandelier that reflects colorful light.
At this time, in the open space, crystal chandeliers illuminated every corner, and there were four people sitting around the square table, and in the middle of the square table were a few scattered photos.
"Is that the kid?" One of them, a flat-headed man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, picked up a photo and made a rough voice.
"Well, that's him. His name is Ishihara. It is the only son of Shi Shengtian, chairman of Shengtian Petroleum Group, Ishihara. Sitting across from the flat-headed man was a handsome man with a delicate appearance. The man's hair was neatly combed back, and he was dressed in a crisp white suit with no tie on the collar, but a bow that resembled that of a waiter. It's just that the waiter's bow is usually red or black, while his bow is golden, and even a touch of color flows under the illumination of the light.
At this point, he sat with his hands crossed, his body straight, and then looked at each other.
Sitting next to the handsome man were two beautiful young women wearing heavy makeup. They are thinly dressed, large patches of pink skin are exposed to the air, they scratch their heads, squeeze their eyebrows, and their extremely seductive movements strongly seduce men like beasts.
Looking at such two stunning women, the flat-headed man holding the photo swallowed his saliva with difficulty.
"I wonder if Sharon, who is ranked seventh in the famous mercenary world, can take on such a job and complete it easily?" The handsome man showed a handsome faint smile and looked at Sirloin opposite.
"Mr. Ming, although I also admit that such a task is as simple as stepping on an ant, and even a bit like killing chickens with a knife, but since Mr. Ming invited me, then I Sirloin will do my best to complete the task. It's just ......" As he spoke, Sharon looked at the women on both sides, intentionally or unintentionally.
"Someone!" Of course, Mr. Ming knew what Sharon was thinking, and he shouted with a smile.
"Mr. Ming!" Out of nowhere, two big men in black suits and sunglasses walked over neatly, carrying two aluminum alloy lockboxes, and then respectfully bowed slightly.
"Put it on the table and open it!" Mr. Ming stepped back slightly, freeing up some space.
The lockbox was opened by the big man, who then turned the opening to Sharon. After completing a series of movements, the two of them respectfully and neatly retreated behind the president, and then stood there motionless.
"Two million cash, take a look," Mr. Ming smiled slightly, then stood up and propped his hands on the table, he looked at Sirin opposite with a smile on his face, "Plus these two beauties, as a deposit for this transaction!" I wonder what Mr. Sharon thinks? ”
"No problem. Since Mr. Ming is so cheerful, then if I don't agree, I will not give Mr. Ming face. Sharon laughed and stood up.
The two shook hands across the table.
"Happy working together!"
"Happy working together!"
"I'll leave it to you tonight. It doesn't matter what you want! Mr. Ming said with an elegant smile.
"Thank you!" Sharon said.
"You're welcome," Mr. Ming elegantly put his hands in his trouser pockets, and then turned to leave, "Let's go!" ”
As he spoke, the two men in black suits beside him also left with Mr. Ming.
"Baby, I'm going to love you!" Watching the departure of the president, Sharon couldn't help but look at the beauties on both sides with extremely lustful eyes.
Then, Sharloin pounced......
Not long after, three people came out of the factory, it was the president and the two men in black.
"Go home!" Mr. Ming got into a Mercedes-Benz S600 and said to the man in black sitting in the driver's seat.
"Yes, Mr. Ming!" The man in black nodded, and then started the car neatly.
The engine roared, and the Mercedes left the abandoned factory.