"Anyway, you can leave at any time." Jun Moyan looked at him coldly.

"What do you want me to say?"

"The forces behind you."

"Don't you Jun Sanshao have the ability to reach the sky, go check it yourself." Ace smiled at him defiantly.

"I don't have much patience, if you don't say it, I'll throw you to Shangguan Yu." Ace's background is half black and half white, and his hands are not clean, and the last thing he wants to contact is naturally the military.

"You can't scare me." Ace looked indifferent, but still said: "I want to say that it's not the White Underworld, do you believe it?" ”

“……”

Seeing Jun Moyan's reaction, Ace sneered: "Look, you don't believe it." ”

"......" Jun Moyan looked at him and was silent.

For Jun Moyan, who was silent, Ace said helplessly: "I can tell you very clearly, it's not the White Underworld, as for who it is......"

As he spoke, he suddenly smiled: "It's not just you Jun Moyan who has backbone, I don't want to say it, don't say it's just off, it's just to take a knife to my neck, and you don't want me to say one more word." ”

"In that case, then I will open the door and wait for the person behind you to come to rescue." Jun Moyan's voice was as cold as ever, not mixed with a trace of emotion.

He seems to have been born with such a paralyzed face, and he can't show joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness.

"Then I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed."

Ace changed his foot, continued to, and said with a smile: "You can't lock me." ”

"Then give it a try." After Jun Moyan finished speaking, he glanced at Ace deeply, and then turned around and left.

Ace looked up at the small window, and the glare of the sunlight made him squint.

Then, he let out a faint smile of unknown meaning......

——

"Little girl?"

"Little girl? Wake up......"

Tsing Yi's somewhat anxious voice came from the hall, making Jun Moyan, who had just walked to the door, feel slightly tight.

"You have made a big mistake this time, and the three young people will come back in a while and will definitely pick up your skin." Tsing Yi turned his head and accused the lazy drunkard on the sofa.

But there was more worry in the tone.

"Oh, isn't it just a little red wine, how can it be so serious, besides, how do I know that this little thing has such a bad amount of alcohol, others pour a glass, it pours in one gulp." The drunkard looked at Wen Xiaoai, who couldn't stand on several cases, and smiled, not realizing that the danger was approaching at all.

"Hurry up and find a place to take refuge."

Tsing Yi half-squatted on a few cases, holding Wen Xiaoai's new milk bottle in his hand, but the bottle contained the sobering tea that had just been brewed by Xiaocha.

He sent the pacifier to Wen Xiaoai's mouth, who was a little floating: "Little girl, drink a little." ”

Wen Xiaoai only felt that the sky was spinning, as if she was stepping on a large ball of cotton, very unstable.

"What's wrong with it?"

A voice so cold that it seemed to freeze a person's soul sounded without warning, startling both Tsing Yi and the drunkard on the sofa.

"Three, three less." Tsing Yi hurriedly stood up and carried the bottle containing the sobering tea in his hand behind his back.

Jun Moyan looked at Wen Xiaoai, who was swaying around a few cases, unable to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, picked it up, brought it to his face, and sniffed it lightly.

When she smelled the smell of wine exhaling from her little mouth, her whole face suddenly pulled down, and it was terrifyingly gloomy.

He looked at the drunkard on the sofa with angry eyes, and warned coldly: "Next time, be careful of your legs." ”

After he finished speaking, he went upstairs with the drunken Wen Xiaoai in his arms.

The drunkard blinked: "You can't be really angry, right?" ”