Ye Wei smiled, her fingers swept lightly across Mo Jue's face, joking, and a little ridiculed, "It's rare, beauty, you are much more honest." ”

Mo Jue lowered his eyes to look at the woman in his arms and sneered, "I'm not like you, I've never been true!" ”

From the realization to the present, except for the true temperament he saw when he saw her in the first fight, the Ye Wei he saw always wore a mask full of amorous styles, she was not changeable, and her smile was thick and light.

There are seductive, clear, domineering, and soft, but they are all a kind of performance, he rarely sees a little truth in her eyes, but he is ...... Mo Jue was very unwilling, very resentful in his heart, and always accumulated this kind of bitterness deeply, because he understood that if any of them was true, he would be finished.

She has always guarded her bottom line and didn't let him cross it, sometimes he thinks Ye Wei is really smart, she looks very smart, and she doesn't hesitate to show her cleverness in her gestures, which makes people feel that she is very sharp and doesn't know how to converge, such a person, no matter how smart she is, there is a limit, but she is not, she deliberately shows it like this, but her calmness and intelligence are far deeper than what she shows.

No one knows her position better than her, and no one knows what she wants better than her, if you don't really treat her, you don't think she really wants you, if you don't get her full trust, she and you will always be separated by a veil.

That's how he and she feel, she doesn't believe him, so she never gets close to him, and she doesn't let him get close, even if she has occasionally, it's some specious emotion, like seeing flowers in the fog.

He knew better than ever that this woman, like a floating cloud, would not stop for anyone, but he desperately wanted to pluck this floating cloud, and he could not think of a better way than to trap her in one place.

Every time he felt that she was already close to him, she would always splash a basin of cold water and pour all his thoughts cold, so he hated this feeling, he was Mo Jue, when was it controlled in the palm of his hand?

Everything, he has to control everything, he is the protagonist of his life, others can only listen to him, he doesn't want to let Ye Wei come and go freely, when he was in the seaside villa, he had made up his mind, step by step, to break her wings.

Whatever it takes, even if she hates him.

Anyway, this woman won't love anyone, and she won't trust anyone except those from the First Terrorist Organization, let alone believe him, so why should he be merciful.

Simply, destroy everything!

The more I was with her, the clearer this thought of destruction became together, as if I couldn't wait, wanting to imprison her, pull her to fall in hell together, hurt her, and hurt myself.

Ye Wei looked at him silently, and suddenly changed the subject, "Do you think there will be an ice cellar here?" ”

Why else is it so cold? The temperature is strange, autumn in London is cool, but here it is bitterly cold, and the wind blows in bursts, which is quite a hellish feeling.

Mo Jue looked around, his lips pursed into a straight line, and he couldn't see joy or anger. Ye Wei didn't bother to care, and raised her eyes to look at the real handwriting on the wall, this painting ...... The target of tonight's scramble is this painting, and now he and her are still hugging each other, and everyone is a little greedy for each other's warmth, but when they start to move for a while, what kind of coldness should they be? The silver needle in her hand was ready to strike, and with her two legs and one arm, it was impossible to win.

She didn't want to lose this painting.

Mo Jue also followed her eyes to look at the painting on the wall, snorted coldly, and asked, "Do you really want to go against me?" ”

"You're going against me." Ye Wei smiled, leaning on him, her slender fingers drew circles on his chest, as if she was writing something, and it seemed to seduce him, looking very charming, "You know, I am determined to get this painting, the slave family has no experience in missing the mountain, and I don't plan to make an exception this time, of course, if you can take it away from me, let's do something else." ”

"With your broken body now?" Mo Jue held her strange hand, the corners of her lips hooked slightly, and a storm brewed in her purple eyes, mercilessly sarcastic, "Your two arms are intact and you are not my opponent, what can you do with one arm?" I've almost figured out your body, mine, you may not, no matter how explosive you are, you're not my opponent, why do you have to bruise yourself all over your body every time? ”

"It's really not a good thing for people to be too confident, maybe the gunfire above will alarm the mercenaries below, and none of us will have to fight, and we will all die here, is this a good result?" Ye Wei smiled and gently broke free of his hand.

"Well, at least you won't be able to go anywhere." Mo Jue miraculously did not deny her words, Ye Wei was a little surprised, but in the end, Ye Wei did not show it.

Mo Jue seemed to be greedy for this atmosphere, let Ye Wei hold it and not let go, suddenly there was a soft sound from above the secret room, Ye Wei, Mo Jue's face changed greatly, the sound insulation of this secret room is excellent, the sound is not very loud, if you let ordinary people hear it at all, but their sense of hearing is very keen, and they immediately noticed that something was wrong.

It's gunshots......

Who the hell fired the shot?

Eleven, or silver? There were only the two of them above, they listened intently, and they heard a sound, and the rest couldn't hear it, Ye Wei's face turned pale, Eleven was not the opponent of the silver face.

In addition, the person in the silver face is extremely ruthless and ruthless, and he doesn't care whether Mo Jue falls dead or alive at all, but Eleven will worry about her safety, and he will inevitably be distracted, and this is not his opponent.

Who fired this shot? Why was a shot fired?

Will it alarm the mercenaries downstairs, even if Yinmian shoots, he can't leave, unless he has to fight hard, otherwise he can't get out.

Eleven, eleven......

Ye Wei's fingertips trembled, Mo Jue stared at her with a smile, her eyes were very cold, "Guess, who died?" ”

Ye Wei's face was pale, her whole body was stiff, and she suddenly smiled with a smile, Mo Jue's face changed, and she suddenly felt a very slight pain in her back, which turned to a sharp pain, and her limbs were paralyzed.

His face was as deep as Yama, and his purple eyes showed a crazy murderous aura, as if he wanted to break her into pieces, so fierce, like a beast, exuding a terrifying murderous aura.

She really attacked him, as soon as this thought turned, Ye Wei had quickly got up, and the silver needle fell on several big points on his chest, Mo Jue couldn't move in an instant, and those purple eyes were as fierce as a demon.

Ye Wei stood up coldly and said lightly, "I know I'm not your opponent, but that doesn't mean I can't subdue you?" Mo Jue, you're too confident. ”

"How dare you?" Mo Jue's voice was deep, and when he listened carefully, he realized that there was a deep pain.

"There's nothing I don't dare, it's just that I'm willing or not." Ye Wei quickly stopped talking, and quickly looked at this secret room, it is impossible that there is no door, there is no door, how did these things get here.

It's just a trap all over the place.

She was preoccupied with Eleven, and she didn't have time to look at Mo Jue's increasingly cold expression behind her, and calmly looked for the mechanism, the layout was similar to the secret room above, but it seemed very small.

How to get out?

The more worried, the more panicked my heart became.

"Ye Wei, you really want to know if Eleven is dead?" Mo Jue asked coldly, he sat still, but he was very cold, as if he was saying something inconsequential.

Ye Wei looked back, revealing anger, and said categorically, "She won't die." ”

"Then what are you panicking about, what are you doing to restrain me?" Mo Jue asked with a sneer, she couldn't see the expression in her slightly drooping eyes, if she saw it, it would be bloody and ruthless, for Eleven, she would really attack him?

She'll kill him, right?

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you." Ye Wei said in a deep voice, looking for the mechanism step by step, and suddenly a flash of inspiration, when Eleven and Silver Mask were fighting, it was Silver Mask who moved the gem on the statue of the Holy Goddess, and they fell into the trap.

Dark eyes flashed a hint of understanding, she stood in front of the statue of the Holy Goddess, replaying the details of their two hands in her mind, squinting and seeing the pearl, that is the key, Ye Wei jumped up, turned the pearl on the scepter, and the door opened.

"It's finished." She was overjoyed in her heart, jumped down, looked at the door that had been opened in surprise, and as soon as her footsteps moved, she remembered Mo Jue behind her, with him or not? No, let him go, she won't be able to leave at all, Mo Jue has to screw her to death.

Just thinking about it, Ye Wei was startled when she felt the strong wind behind her, it was too late to dodge, she only felt a pain in her neck, her eyes turned black for a while, and she fell softly in a warm embrace.

Why, will he be fine? This was the only thing Ye Wei thought about before she fell into a coma......

Mo Jue's eyes looked at the woman in his arms deeply, there was a terrifying anger on his face, sparks jumped, he hugged Ye Wei horizontally, and suddenly the secret room lit up, and the dim space was like daytime.

A middle-aged Englishman dressed very luxuriously and elegantly led a group of people into the secret room, he was born white, but with a beard, giving people the feeling that not only is not abrupt, but seems to be very coordinated, and there is a noble spirit all over the body, and a little elegant.

He was followed by several well-armed guards, all armed with guns.

"Second son, I haven't seen you for many years, but your demeanor is still the same." He smiled, smiled, and was about to hug Mo Jue, only to realize that he was holding a woman in his arms, which seemed to be unsuitable, and smiled.

"Long time no see, Lord Earl." Mo Jue took away all his expressions and greeted lightly.

"Who is this?"

"The one who stole the paintings."

"What?" A gloomy flock flashed across Earl Henry's face.

Mo Jue said lightly, "This person, I want it." ”

Earl Henry smiled, "Oh, then I just ask, what does the second son like, take it at will." ”

"Really?"

"Naturally, thanks to you helping me design the mechanism, I haven't lost a single treasure for so many years, if you fancy anything and take it at will, if it weren't for you, I don't know how many treasures here would be stolen." Count Henry said boldly, his eyes swept over Ye Wei intentionally or unintentionally, and seeing that Mo Jue's eyes were shining, he was also interested, and he no longer looked at her.

Mo Jue's chin raised, "That painting, my eldest brother wants." ”

Count Henry followed his gaze, hesitated for a moment, and ordered someone to take down the painting, but Mo Jue was not polite, and said, "I'm afraid I will have to trouble the Earl one more thing." ”

"Say!"

"This batch of cultural relics, please help me transport them to Sicily, and the price will be paid."

"No problem, the second son commanded, I will definitely do it, and I will guarantee that there will be no mistakes." Henry said flatteringly, "Look at what you like, take it when you see it, don't be polite to me." ”

"No need." Mo Jue said lightly, glanced at Ye Wei in his arms, and said to Count Henry, "Someone will contact you to transport the goods in a while, you put the paintings together, if you can, you will go out tonight, the sooner the better." ”

"Second son, don't worry, with my Henry escort, this batch of cultural relics is absolutely fine." Count Henry patted his chest and reassured, Mo Jue nodded, "Then I will leave." ”

He hugged Ye Wei and walked out of this secret room without being happy or slow.

Vivi, you must not have thought that I designed all the mechanisms of this castle, right?

The corners of his lips hooked up a sneer, and he walked down the stairs step by step with her, on the wall, the white candles were lit, dim and unknown, and the face lined with Mo Jue was also light and dark, cold and dark, the already treacherous temperament became more and more prominent, and it revealed a bloodthirsty ruthlessness.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Ye Wei, who was pale, her long hair was hanging down, her arms were also hanging down, even with a mask, she didn't hide the arrogance between her eyebrows, for some reason, she was in her arms, but he felt that at this moment, she was thousands of meters away from him.

The end of the world is just a stone's throw away.

He walked slowly step by step, and the candle flame dragged a long shadow behind him, three points cold, three points outrageous, four points lonely.

It's a sad feeling.

A man beside Count Henry asked, "Lord Earl, who is he, and why do you treat him so deferentially?" ”

"He'......," Count Henry smiled, "the hardest man in the world." ”

The man seemed puzzled, and Count Henry shook his head, "If you don't understand, forget it." ”

In the woods under the castle, Rong Yan looked at the watch in his hand, and was very anxious, the appointed time had passed, Ye Wei and Eleven were nowhere to be seen, was there an accident? Ye Wei and Eleven didn't plan to let Rong Yan take risks, after all, Rong Yan was not them, but Rong Yan was afraid that they would have a shootout, so they were overwhelmed for a while, so they still insisted on coming, Ye Wei had no choice but to let her drive and wait for the answer.

An hour had passed since the appointed time, and no one came out, but she saw a lot of people entering.

I can't help but worry in my heart.

Suddenly, when Mo Jue came out with the unconscious Ye Wei in his arms, his face was shocked......

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Ask for a gold medal.,Youmi found out.,Mo Lao Er is quite black.。。。。

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