An Feng drove the car, Mo Lan was in the co-pilot, and the man sat in the back, but his mouth didn't stop along the way.

"Little beauty!"

"Little beauty."

The man kept barking, but Mo Lan was really in no mood to pay attention to him, and was worried about his voyeurism.

The man looked east and west, as if watching the route. said in his mouth: "Little beauty, do you know the identities of the two of them?" ”

This sentence reminded An Feng that An Feng had never paid attention to it, nor had he asked who Qianyin and Cold-blooded were!

"What do you have to do with it, shut your mouth, and make a noise." The more Mo Lan looked at this man, the more he hated it, and he looked like a ruffian hooligan. I wish I could cover his mouth with tape right now.

"I know, do you want me to tell you, they're not good people, don't get so close to them."

"Talk like you're a good person." Mo Lan pursed her lips and stared at An Feng. Mo Lan thought that if An Feng knew the identities of the two of them, it was estimated that they would not cooperate together.

"I'm just a little flower thief, just looking at beautiful women occasionally, but I've never done anything hurtful." The man's unrelenting appearance is really annoying.

"I don't want to talk to you, shut up. If you speak again, I'll cut out your tongue. Mo Lan was really angry, and looked back at the man coldly, her eyes full of seriousness.

The man immediately covered his mouth with his hand and never spoke again, as if he was really afraid. Only he knows that the purpose has been achieved.

It's late at night and I'm back at the police station, and I guess no one is there.

"There shouldn't be any people at the police station." An Feng had been driving the car, and suddenly this sentence flashed in his mind, and he blurted out. After reacting, he immediately added, "I've been to your house, so let's come to my house." ”

Mo Lan didn't think much about it and nodded. It's okay to go early tomorrow morning. Now it's a bit troublesome to go back to Mo's house, after all, grandpa and they have already slept.

The man looked at these two people strangely, are they a couple? What a blunt conversation. Or is the relationship between the two people too low, do you need help?

"Are you two going to do something else when you go home? Do you want me to avoid it first? ”

"Shut up." The two yelled in unison, this man was too noisy.

Someone still sells apples at such a late hour?

When she saw the bright light, Mo Lan's eyes burst into light. A very interesting idea popped into my head.

In the usually lively street, there is only one shop that is still open, and it is actually a fruit seller. It was so quiet that only footsteps and the sound of cars pressing over could be heard.

Mo Lan pulled An Feng's sleeve and pointed to the fruit shop, and An Feng immediately stopped. Mo Lan strode down, took out the money, and bought two catties of apples.

The proprietress is dressed very beautifully, and the apples she bought are also very clean, not big or small, just right. After settling the money, he smiled and looked for the money, but he didn't speak.

After Mo Lan returned to the car, an evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he glanced at the man. Reaching out and pinching the man's neck, the man's mouth opened wide in surprise. Mo Lan held an apple in his other hand and stuffed it directly, his mouth was too small, he could only hold the apple, and he couldn't spit it out in embarrassment.

"Woo......" The man wanted to speak, but couldn't.

Regarding Mo Lan's statement, An Feng didn't say a word. He also agrees very much, if Mo Lan is not there, it is estimated that An Feng will directly punch the man and faint.

Now that the world was finally quiet, the car kept going to the suburbs, and soon came to a large villa.

The decoration here is no worse than that of the Mo family, and it is more luxurious. It's all very high-tech, and you can tell from the dog standing at the door.

This kind of hunting dog is generally not auctioned in the market, and it is not easy to get it. And generally places don't give this kind of hunting dog privately, and Anfeng Home can directly use him as a watchdog, which seems to be not bad money.

The man also expressed surprise when he saw this kind of dog, no wonder he wanted to do something to An Feng. Parking the car in the garage next to it, An Feng dragged the man down and dragged it in, and Mo Lan followed quietly behind, carefully observing the place.

The three-story villa, and then the swimming pool, the potted plants everywhere, and the high walls, are really the equipment of the local tyrants.

"These are the things my parents loved when they were alive. They have been gone for so many years, and it has always been my uncle who has taken care of me. He cleans the house on weekdays and takes care of my food, clothing, and daily life. An Feng rarely introduced while walking, and when he said this, he felt a little uncomfortable after all, and he couldn't let go.

"Oh!" Mo Lan just said lightly, not daring to say more, for fear of mentioning his sadness.

When I entered the hall, I found that it was even more luxurious, and there were many famous paintings. Even the sofa is made of leather, and the fluff on the carpet seems to be animal hair, but after treatment, there is no smell at all, and it is comfortable to step on.

Mo Lan sat down, and An Feng pushed the person directly into a room, and then locked it up. Ordinary people here can't escape, so it's good to send it over tomorrow.

boiled a pot of boiling water, poured a glass of boiled water for Mo Lan, and sat down.

"Your house is so big. Isn't it lonely to live alone? Otherwise, I'll just bring you cold-blooded. Mo Lan looked around, the place is very large, and there are many rooms, this place should be able to accommodate cold-blooded.

"Are you familiar with cold-blooded?" An Feng still remembered the words in the car, and there was also the usual abnormal behavior of the two of them. I began to wonder. It seems that from the beginning those three people hid themselves.

"I'm very familiar with Chine. And cold-blooded likes her, it's not that you can't see it. Mo Lan said naturally. After finishing speaking, I took a sip of boiling water, only to find that the boiling water here was boiled with mountain spring water. What a luxury family.

"What profession is Chiyin and cold-blooded? They are not supposed to be SWAT teams, nor are they vanguards. It can't be the same as us. Do you need to tell me what exactly they do? An Feng quietly considered Mo Lan with his eyes.

"I ......" Mo Lan hesitated, she didn't know how to say it to An Feng, it's not that she can't say it, but how to say it?

An Feng was not in a hurry, he also drank a glass of water, lowered his head and played with the ring in his hand, and waited quietly.

"Where do I sleep? I'm so sleepy, I'll go to bed first. Is there anything to talk about later? Mo Lan hurriedly stood up and said. She didn't know if Cheon Yin Yoon wouldn't allow her to speak out, and she didn't know if they would become enemies in the future. So she decided not to say it for now.

An Feng saw that he couldn't get the result he wanted, so he nodded and pointed to the room on his right.

Seeing that he didn't force himself, Mo Lan walked quickly to the room. Open the door and close it quickly. After turning on the light, he found that there was another man on the bed, and Mo Lan screamed, which was frightened.

"Ah!!h