"Wow-, why?" Wang Zhe squinted his eyes and threatened: "I'll tell you, I'm going to pretend to be dead in this house in the future, and I will send all the dead people in the war with the Lin family here, so you can live here well." ”

"What am I afraid of?" Mo Yan shook his head nonchalantly: "There is nothing in this world that I am afraid of, even if there are cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, I am not afraid." ”

Mo Yan said very surely, as if she was really not afraid of anything, but she forgot that when she was tied up yesterday, it was dark, and she was inexplicably afraid in her heart.

"By the way, Wang Zhe, how much did you pay for this house?"

"Forget, seven or eight thousand, what's wrong?" Wang Zhe replied depressedly, picked up the bun again and began to eat.

Mo Yan nodded, took a small sip of the bun and said, "Then you can live for almost a year, right?" ”

"Half a year's rent." Wang Zhe corrected.

"Okay, I'll live here for half a year."

"This is my ......"

"I know." Without waiting for Wang Zhe to finish speaking, Mo Yan interjected and said, "Don't you like to arrest me?" Don't you like to lock me up? Shall I let you catch one enough? It's just half a year, no, we're renewing the contract, anyway, I can live here for the rest of my life, and if you decorate it in the future, I'll live for a long time. ”

"I've never seen a woman like you." Wang Zhe roared angrily.

Mo Yan didn't care, seeing Wang Zhe's angry appearance, he was even more proud: "Roar, roar, I have never seen a man like you, I am afraid that a woman will find trouble and arrest her, you are the first time to be so good, I will satisfy you." ”

"Meet me? Good. Wang Zhe took a deep breath and looked sideways at Mo Yan: "I'm empty and lonely now, you can satisfy me." ”

"Fuck off." Mo Yan didn't have any temper, and scolded very calmly: "If you touch me, I will shoot you." ”

"Huh." Mo Yan only realized when he said it, reached out and touched his waist, and looked back at Wang Zhe: "Where is my gun?" ”

Wang Zhe rolled his eyes and said, "How the hell did I know that you were wearing civilian clothes yesterday, and you didn't bring a gun at all, as if you had a broken ID." ”

Mo Yan stretched out his hand and took out the document from his waist and shook it in front of Wang Zhe: "This is issued by the state, not a broken certificate, I tell you, Wang Zhe." ”

Seeing that Mo Yan's face changed more and more obviously, as if he was going to kill someone, Wang Zhe frowned: "What are you doing?" Don't stare at me like that, I'm most annoyed by the way you look. ”

"My ID is usually put behind my waist and stuck with a belt, you didn't take off my pants, how do you know I have a broken ID?"

“…………”

There are many mistakes, Wang Zhe finally knows this sentence, it seems that silence is gold, and this sentence is the truth.

Looking at Mo Yan's appearance that was about to explode, Wang Zhe's momentum increased instead of decreasing, and he said viciously: "Don't look at me with such suspicion, let me tell you, I didn't take off your clothes and pants yesterday, nor did I touch you." ”

"You touch me?"

"Nope."

Mo Yan stared at Wang Zhe gloomily: "Then why don't you explain three hundred taels of silver here?" ”

"I like to explain, I'm telling you, I haven't touched you, after that aunt put you under the covers, I only saw this broken document on the bedside table, and I didn't find your pistol."

"That might have been taken by the aunt."

Wang Zhe shook his head: "Absolutely impossible." ”

"How do you know?"

"......" Wang Zhe sighed: "Okay, I admit it, I took off your pants." ”

"Ah......h

A change in the situation, Wang Zhe did not fight back, nor did he move, Mo Yan greeted Wang Zhe mercilessly.

And Wang Zhe just protected his face and head, let this eldest lady beat herself, and wait for her to vent before explaining.

After not finishing breakfast, Wang Zhe was a little sore all over, on the other hand, Mo Yan was no better, his hair was messy again, he was panting like a cow leaning on the sofa, his eyes were full of anger, but he was probably tired, she recovered almost yesterday, but it was not all good, and she had not reached her usual peak state.

After about five minutes of fighting, Mo Yan was tired like this.

After Mo Yan stopped, Wang Zhe sat up straight and sighed helplessly while arranging his crumpled coat.

"Finishing what? I'll keep fighting. Mo Yan looked at Wang Zhe as if he was not injured at all, and the anger that he had vented came up again.

Wang Zhe shook his head, straightened his clothes and explained: "I really didn't see anything, I closed my eyes, you didn't know your situation at the time, you had a high fever of at least 40 degrees or more, and you were tied up, do you know?" After I untied all your ropes, I gave you the true qi to pass through the acupoints to expel the cold in your body, but there were clothes and pants wrapped in it, and the effect was not good, so I chose this method. ”

At this time, Mo Yan couldn't listen to the explanation, and said breathlessly: "You wait, one day, I tell you, one day I will kill you." ”

Mo Yan was a little incoherent when he spoke.

Wang Zhe regretted a little, why did he admit that he had taken off her clothes just now? Wouldn't it be nice to be the unwarranted aunt with a straight bite? It's a big deal to say that when the aunt left, she searched the aunt's body, so she didn't need to be so angry, right?

The phone vibrates and rings.

Wang Zhe stood up, stomped on the long sleeves of his wrinkled coat, touched the position on his arm that had been punched by Mo Yan dozens of times, and picked up his mobile phone.

"Feed the swallows."

"Master, Lin Ruixin seems to have moved. He has now released the news that he will pay a lot of money to buy a murder for you. ”

"Killer?" Wang Zhe smiled, walked to the windowsill and looked at the family courtyard of the Tianyin factory.

Swallow grinned: "And mercenaries." ”

"Oh?" Wang Zhe said with a smile: "Does Lin Ruixin hate me too much?" All the mercenaries are invited? ”

The difference between a mercenary and a killer is not only superficial, but also the style of doing things, and the killer is usually one person or two people acting together.

Mercenaries, on the other hand, are collectives, and a whole team of people can shoot at the same time for the purpose.

In addition to this superficial appearance, there are also very different styles of work.

Killer operations are usually carried out covertly, secretly, and secretly, and it is best to snipe the target from a distance, and if it is not possible, it is far away and close, and the close assassination and long-range sniping are combined.

But as for mercenaries, they are active in major battlefields, and in the 90 years of the Gulf War, there were three top mercenaries involved, which were the three world organization mercenary organizations invited by country M, and then dozens of large and small battles were all participated in mercenary groups.

No one will hire mercenaries for this kind of murderous act, first, they charge a lot of money, and secondly, their methods are too brutal, and they may use large-caliber weapons, such as bazookas.

And they don't think about others in the location they choose, and they dare to use bazookas or* in downtown areas or pedestrian streets.