Mo Lao took the contract and looked at it carefully, handed it to the girl together with the brocade box in his hand, and turned his gaze to Ye Fei on the side: "I only know your name after the contract is signed, Ye Fei, let me introduce you, this is my granddaughter Mo Qingxi, and if you have any problems in the future, you can also look for her when I am not there." ”

Mo Qingxi smiled, stretched out his palm towards Ye Fei generously, and said softly, "Hello." ”

Ye Fei hurriedly reached out to hold it, but just held it but shrank back as if it had been burned by fire, with an embarrassed expression on his face, he raised his hand and touched his nose and whispered, "I'm sorry, I forgot to have ink on my hands." ”

Mo Qingxi glanced down at the back of her hand, and sure enough, she saw an oval red mark, and when she looked up at Ye Fei opposite, her expression was stunned, and then she covered her mouth and giggled.

Mo Lao frowned, and pretended to be stern and said, "Qingxi girl, do you need to smile like this with some ink?" ”

Mo Qingxi didn't answer, raised his hand and pointed at Ye Fei opposite, Mo Lao followed the direction of her finger, and the corners of his mouth began to move slightly, it turned out that this thing touched his nose with his fingers stained with red ink, and now the whole nose is red, plus his full head of fluffy hair and two dark circles under his eyes, he looks like a circus clown with good makeup, and the funny look is really funny.

Ye Fei also noticed the abnormality of his grandfather and grandson, subconsciously reached out and wiped his cheeks, and asked in a low voice, "What?" Do I have flowers on my face? It was this one that smeared the remaining ink on his finger belly on his face, and by the time he reacted, it was too late, and his face was painted with bells and whistles.

Mo Qingxi couldn't hold back a smile, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and pinched the corner and stretched it out in front of Ye Fei: "When you go out, there is a bathroom on the left, there is a mirror in it, go wash your face." ”

Ye Fei didn't take the handkerchief, reached out and picked up the canvas bag and stood up, and said with a light smile: "No need, I'll just wash my face with water, it's been a long time, it's time for me to go home, thank you!" After speaking, he turned to Mo Lao and bowed, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" Mo Lao took out a business card and got up and walked to Ye Fei's side, stuffed the business card into his pocket, and said in a low voice: "Keep this, you can call the above if you have difficulties in the future." ”

"Thank you!" Ye Fei nodded and thanked him, walked out of the door quickly with a canvas bag, after washing his face, he wanted to rush home, he didn't return last night, and the little sister should be in a hurry.

It was already noon when he left Qingguzhai, Ye Fei pedaled three wheels in the direction of the shantytown, unaware that there were two motorcycles less than ten meters behind him, and there were four men wearing helmets and black leather jackets on these two motorcycles, two of them were driving, both of them were wearing half-fingered leather gloves on the back seat, one of them reached into the slightly open chest, and four pairs of malicious eyes focused on Ye Fei's back.

Ye Fei, who was like an arrow, didn't expect someone to follow him behind him, so he just stepped forward in the car, and the canvas bag containing the money was hung diagonally on his chest by him, so that even if it fell off, he could find it as soon as possible.

At the red light at the intersection ahead, Ye Fei stopped the car against the edge of the green belt of the non-motorized lane, subconsciously reached out and touched the money bag, a faint smile appeared on his face, too many unexpected things have happened in the past two days, and now it looks like a dream in retrospect.

Woo - there was a low roar of a motorcycle engine behind him, Ye Fei's heart jumped suddenly, and he jumped off the tricycle sideways, completely out of an instinct to deal with the crisis, the canvas bag on his chest contained the money to pay off the debt, and he would rather fall on his heels than let the money slip away.

Boom! An arm-thick iron chain was thrown on the front of the tricycle, bursting out a few sparks, Ye Fei raised his head violently, and saw a motorcycle whizzing by, the license plate was covered by a sticker of 'Forever United', and the helmet man in the back seat was carrying an iron chain in his hand.

"Robbery!" A thought flashed through Ye Fei's mind, the hairs on his body stood up, and he didn't wait for the motorcycle in front of him to turn around and immediately run towards the sidewalk, he thought that he could get rid of the guy who robbed the motorcycle by rushing into the sidewalk, but as soon as he ran out two steps, there was a roar of the motorcycle engine on the right side.

Ye Fei was shocked in his heart, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a motorcycle on the right rushing towards him, and he was close in a flash, he didn't care about wanting to jump forward and pounce forward, only to feel that the soles of his feet were empty, and his two shoes were flying by the speeding motorcycle.

Poof! Ye Fei threw himself on the side of the sidewalk, his head slammed on the ground, he got up and ran forward at a very fast speed, and a strong pull came from behind him, pulling his body backwards.

Ye Fei turned his head to look, only to see a motorcycle parked behind him, the guy in the back seat pulled the canvas bag strap with one hand and dragged it back, and in a panic, he grabbed the cloth bag with both hands and rushed forward with all his strength, with a crisp click, and the cloth bag strap that was not strong broke in response.

"Damn, what a slippery boy." The helmet man who grabbed the air in one hand scolded in a sullen voice, and saw Ye Fei rushing onto the sidewalk with a canvas bag, and was about to get out of the car to chase after him, when the motorcycle had already started.

The speeding car snatching at the intersection can not stay for too long, regardless of success or failure, you must get out quickly, not to mention that it is broad daylight, if you do not leave the scene immediately, it is very likely to be caught, these four motorcycle men are not only robbed, but also took violent means, because it is defined as robbery, maybe the police car is on the way, they dare not stay for a long time, and immediately drive away.

Ye Fei didn't run far, he stood on the sidewalk with a canvas bag and watched the two motorcycles speeding away, he stood there for a few seconds before shaking his head angrily, and quickly ran over and pedaled on the tricycle to leave.

In broad daylight, at the crossroads, a failed robbery of just a few tens of seconds did not attract much attention, like a discordant little note in the melody of a busy city, which passed and no one paid attention.

Ye Fei rushed back to the shantytown as fast as he could, braked in vain at the narrow street entrance, turned his head and quickly scanned behind him with a vigilant gaze, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief after making sure that no one was following, and continued to pedal into the street, when he rode to a place less than five meters away from the rented house, the expression on his face suddenly changed, he jumped out of the car with a roar, and ran towards the door with a canvas bag.

There is an old wheelchair lying horizontally in front of the hidden door, an upward facing wheel steel ring twisted into a figure of eight, and a bright red silk is tied to the armrest of the wheelchair fluttering in the wind, this is the signal agreed by Ye Fei and Xiaomei two years ago, if Xiaomei encounters an emergency and has no time to communicate, she will put a red silk in a conspicuous position, since then she has prepared a red silk at the cuff reach, I didn't expect it to come in handy for the first time today.