It may be the salvation from Yu Changxi's heart, what she can't change, she hopes to change it with the help of others, even if the success rate is only once, so she was willing to tell him so much that day, so she would inform him of the result after every illness she did, hoping that he could successfully prevent the fall of life.

Thinking about that time, he also teamed up with Li Mowen to steal the death diary, and now that he thinks about it, the progress of things that day was inevitably too smooth.

Yu Changxi's door was not locked, and because of the inconvenience of her legs and feet, she did not have the habit of locking the door.

Bo Fan knocked on the door, but no one in the room answered.

Two black heads poked out of the sofa, and the four curious eyes were competing for the most favorable terrain, and when they saw Bo Fan looking back at them, Wu Liang and Li Mowen immediately retracted their heads as if they were thieves.

His heart was pounding, Bo Fan's eyes were sharp, and he didn't look at Yu Changxi's gentleness at that time, Li Mowen couldn't help but slander in his heart: an old bastard who is heavy on color and light on friends!

For the sake of face, Officer Bo finally pushed the door and walked in cheekily.

Yu Changxi was lying on the table and was sleepy, and when she heard someone open the door, she chose to turn a blind eye as usual, turned her head, and continued to sleep.

Bo Fan sighed, this person is now less and less serious about him, he is a dignified seven-foot good man, just like a wolf and a tiger, oh no, he is in his prime, and the little girl actually has no defense at all.

No, I have to give her a good talk tomorrow! Bo Fan thought so in his heart.

When I looked at the time, it was already past twelve o'clock.

He gently carried Yu Changxi to the bed, took off his shoes and socks, covered the quilt, turned off the lights, and went out.

"You pinch me, it hurts, it hurts!" Li Mowen rubbed his eyes vigorously, his face was full of disbelief, he always felt that he was dazzled, and felt a heart-piercing pain from his waist and eyes, he immediately jumped up and scolded: "You are sick!" Why are you pinching me? ”

This time it was Li Mowen who was at a loss, and Wu Liang was a little aggrieved.

He blinked at those beautiful fox eyes, and said pitifully, "Didn't you let me pinch it?" ”

Li Mowen was stunned, "Nonsense! How can I be so ......?"

The word "stupid" was swallowed directly into his stomach with saliva in the end, because he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have really made such a perverted request, but he didn't want to admit it.

Dead ducks have hard beaks.

Seeing Bo Fan's figure walking towards them, the two of them immediately stood against the wall, making a gesture of covering their ears and stealing bells.

In fact, Bo Fan didn't even look at them, and went straight back to his room, letting the shadows of the two ghosts and gods move towards the sofa.

As soon as Bo Fan's door was closed, Li Mowen immediately sat on the sofa as if he had been struck by lightning, he still didn't want to believe that Yu Changxi's shriveled girl would arouse the pity of his wise and martial boss, and he hurriedly asked: "Do they usually get along like this?" ”

Wu Liang went straight to the sofa and lay down, and the whole person occupied the entire sofa, Li Mowen was kicked away by him, and the angry Li Mowen almost hit him with a pillow.

Wu Liang carefully recalled what he had seen these days, and the relationship between the two people was average, on weekdays, Bo Fan's stinky boy went to talk to Yu Changxi, and he often went away and returned disappointed.

But he seems to be such a strange person, happily eating behind closed doors, and enjoying the happiness of being ignored by Yu Changxi.

So, he solemnly told Li Mowen: "The two of them get along in an awkward way, and I can use my hair to wrap around a luxury villa." ”

Li Mowen hesitantly glanced at the young man's short brown hair, and couldn't help but reach out and rub it, well, the soft touch is very comfortable, and he said, "Then you have a lot of hair." ”

In exchange, the young man in white burst into cheers, and directly opened his mouth and gave a word: "Get out!" ”

Far away in a dilapidated alley on the outskirts, two people stood opposite each other, their eyes facing each other.

The man is Zhang Yongsheng, who was robbed by the teenager Wu Liang from under the noses of the police a few days ago, and the woman is the girl Yan'er with gauze on her forehead.

Yan'er was still wearing the black shirt that was stained with school, and the mask on her face had been taken off by her, looking at the person opposite her, she asked, "Do you know the identity of the person who rescued you that day?" ”

Zhang Yongsheng shook his head, "I don't know, he didn't say it, it shouldn't be the same kind of person as us." ”

The girl Yan'er is now a head or two big, this man who doesn't know anything about it, the more she looks at it, the more annoying she becomes, and she really wants to kick him off the roof, so it saves trouble and effort.

"You know what he looks like, don't you?" Yan'er asked impatiently.

That person was able to find Zhang Yongsheng, maybe he knew something, and this person couldn't stay.

Yan'er thought so in her heart, but said on her lips: "If he looks for you, you will find him, and I will thank him in person." ”

Although Zhang Yongsheng has never seen much of the world, he still knows the four words of people's hearts.

What's more, the young man in white didn't say anything at all after settling down with their father and son, and he didn't mean to threaten them with this matter, although he had joined the alliance, there were some things he couldn't do with his conscience.

Zhang Yongsheng raised his head and looked at the not bright crescent moon in the night sky, the moonlight was soft like water, and the bright moonlight seemed to put a hazy and mysterious veil on them.

He finally spoke again: "Miss Yan'er, there are some things that I will do within my ability, but there are some things that I will not do even if the organization requires me. ”

When Zhang Yongsheng said this, he suddenly thought of the old man who was over the age of six, and his Dundun teachings were only now understood.

Yan'er frowned, obviously unhappy, but she had just been punished by the boss, and the wound on her forehead had been reminding her, her temper had only somewhat converged, she liked to control the decision in her own hands the most, and she held back the anger in her heart, she asked: "How did the person I asked you to check check on?" ”

It was because of hearsay that the police were going to set up a special task force to deal with them, so she took the initiative to move Zhang Yongsheng, a chess piece far away from the city, and she felt that the police would definitely not suspect that someone had deliberately arranged it when they went to Panxi Mountain so far away.

Zhang Yongsheng replied without thinking about it: "I have seen all six people, four men and two women, all ordinary people, and one of them is in a wheelchair, which does not threaten us for the time being." ”

Far away in the other direction of Mingzhu City, there is an old man sleeping on the moon, in front of the old man neatly placed large and small bottles and cans, and behind the old man stood two young men.

A man with glasses, always with a warm and warm smile on his face, the smile is fake as if he has made a semi-permanent fake smile, the man is elegant-looking, and looks like a scholar of Sven Wen.

And the other is a completely opposite person, with a rough face and dark skin, a short figure that is not tall, and his whole body is covered with tight tendon flesh, standing there like a door god.

One tall and one short, one soft and one strong, complement each other.

Both of them looked nervous, and it could be seen that things were not going well for them this time.

"Old man, that person can't be contacted anymore." Svenven's glasses man whispered.

The old man's eyes were half-squinted, and he didn't open them completely, and the old man didn't make an unexpected move on this matter.

The old man looked in poor spirits, his gray head betrayed his real age, and the crescent moon in the night sky was obscured by clouds, like a beautiful painting with a half-covered face as if she were holding a lute.

The white moonlight spread on the ground and draped on the body, as if covered with a layer of holy light, the old man was like a withered old tree, even if he was facing the beautiful scenery and the moon, he still couldn't lift any spirit.

"There's already action, what are we going to do next? Is it to wait and see how it becomes better to fish in troubled waters, or ......" It is said that readers are not easy to mess with, and a bad stomach makes people unguardable, and Sven's man with glasses can be regarded as giving full play to this sentence.

The short man with five short statures finally found a topic that could be cut into, he glanced at the Sven man, disliked that the scholar is too many broken ideas, not heroic at all, and said: "If you want me to say, it's not enough to deal with that group of people at all, and we don't even need to do it ourselves, isn't the old guy who has a few brushes that we have touched thoroughly?" As long as we activate the dark line, the success of his plan is not yet in our thoughts. ”

"You know what? The old gun is ambitious, and his purpose is not just to avenge his daughter, but there is a bigger conspiracy, and we should not act on our own until everything is clear. Sven Man looked down on this short and impulsive man who was reckless and impulsive, and he continued: "What's more, now the police department has set up a special task force, the purpose of which is to smash the conspiracy of the old gun, if we get in at this time, maybe we won't even have a way to get out in the future." ”

Sven Man couldn't help but complain in his heart: What a reckless man with developed limbs and a simple mind!

"And what can you do?" Although the short man wanted to use force to directly bring the hell alliance to the pot, he had more than enough heart and not enough strength.

Sven Man lifted his glasses and said seriously: "It's better to let the two of them fight against each other, and then add fuel to the fire if necessary, and in the end it will be us who will benefit." ”

The short man was a little anxious, and he hurriedly asked: "With those few wine bags and rice bags, we still have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse Moon?" ”

Sven Man couldn't help but scold in his heart: Just because you are embarrassed to talk about others, you don't know who is the wine bag and rice bag!

At this time, the old man with slightly squinted eyes finally raised his eyelids, his vision was clear, the moon also came out of the clouds shyly, and the earth was bright again.

"We shouldn't come out of this matter, let's hold our ground for now, there won't be only one wave of people competing for the crystal stone, they all need the energy supply of the crystal stone, you just need to keep an eye on that fish."

The old man gave the latest order, and although the short man still wanted to argue a few words, he didn't dare, so he had to give up in a daze.

Everything is calm again, everything has just begun, and tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.