On an ordinary side street in the United States, a burly man, wearing a plain shirt, carrying a briefcase in his hand, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses, his ordinary appearance is lost in the crowd, and no one will care.

The man skillfully turned a corner, pushed the door in, and then sat down in his place, turned on the computer with a little annoyance, and skillfully operated it.

It was about noon, the man leaned his neck, made a crisp sound of bones, suffocated all morning, and finally felt comfortable, then let out a light sigh, and then walked to the toilet.

His colleague standing next to him, but since he was a newcomer, he didn't know these people well, so naturally he didn't have any language to communicate.

"Interested in having a meal together?" The colleague touched him on the shoulder, showing concern for the new colleague.

His shoulders tightened subconsciously, and then he raised a flat side face, "Okay, let's go, I'll have a treat." ”

He climbed on the shoulders of his colleague and walked out of the company as if he were a friend, and since both of them were Chinese faces, no one doubted it in this company full of blonde hair and blue eyes. So in this way, his colleague was taken all the way home by him.

As soon as he entered the house, the man's fingers moved, and he quickly skimmed his colleague's neck, but fortunately, his colleague reacted in time, avoided the fatal blow, and pushed his body back two or three steps, "Stop, stop, we have no malicious intentions, goshawk." ”

Goshawk, the leader of the Shadow Force - Muxi.

The corners of Mu Xi's mouth twitched, and the originally mediocre person instantly became extremely lethal, with a cold wind around him and a heavy look in his eyes, "Whose person?" ”

He has made a lot of enemies around the world, especially now that he is still trapped in the United States, and many people want to join in the fun, so they have to be cautious.

"Momen." The colleague didn't dare to reveal the killing intent at all, but maintained the dull appearance when he first met, although the words in his mouth were a little terrifying.

"What do you generals mean?" Mu Xi sat on the sofa with a golden knife, his eyes staring directly at this colleague, as long as there was the slightest movement, two hundred percent was a bullet.

"I don't know about this," my colleague spread his hands very helplessly, "We only received the task of finding you, it is said that the general is very nervous about you, and we don't know the rest." ”

Although there have been two or three things that the general and the goshawk have to say, it is called a lingering sympathy, what do you love me and I don't love you, what are the various versions of grievances and hatreds...... If he told Mu Xi now, this person would probably be able to kill him in the next second.

Momen? Mu Xi felt very hung in his heart. Momen is not a good stubble, what is Fick leaving the stage in mind? Mo is not a vain attempt to expand the news chain of Momen.

Mu Xi now has thousands of conspiracies and schemes running in his heart, but he doesn't show it at all, and he very calmly asks this 'colleague' to contact his family, he needs to talk to Fick off the stage.

He only remembered now that the base camp of Momen was in the United States, and maybe he could borrow the passage of Momen to return to China, but the price might be a bit big. Because Fick is a bit elusive.

The quasi-heir of the Litai family, he created Momen at a young age, and because the armed forces under his hands are somewhat strong, he is called 'general'. The means are extremely cruel, and it is said that the N+1 family has been crippled and killed under his hands, and he is hated by many people, but he is still alive and secure.

However, it has recently been rumored that Momen seems to have another owner, and Fike Litai is just a subordinate...... This news is half believed.

While Mu Xi was pondering, his colleague had already connected to the phone from above, and it was the phone of the person at the top, "It's the general's phone." ”

"General?" Mu Xi was even more puzzled in his heart, it seemed that he was really popular, and he paid so much attention to himself.

"Goshawk, are you alright?"

God knows what kind of despair Fick has experienced in the past two days since he left Taiwan, and every time he receives the news that there is no trace of him, he is deeply devastated. Especially every time he said 'no news' to the palace master of their family, the silence of the other party made him suffer in his heart. After being frightened for so long, I finally found out the person - finally there is a reason to stop the palace master from flying to the United States!

Fike Leaving the stage sounded a little anxious, Mu Xi raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't know, "It's okay, talk about a deal, I need you to send us back, you say the conditions." ”

As soon as Mu Xi came, he went straight to the point, and his words were domineering, and even revealed a hint of arrogance. However, Fik didn't care about leaving the stage at all, he originally wanted to ensure that Mu Xi would come to their palace master safe and sound.

"Yes, I need the line to the east."

Fick Litai also pondered for a moment before putting forward this condition, if he didn't have any conditions at all, he was afraid that Mu Xi would not believe him, and combined with the current situation of Momen, he decided to ask for a line.

Line? Mu Xi's eyes flashed, obviously knowing what Fick meant to leave the stage. At this time, the line in Fick Litai's mouth refers to the line of munitions, and the line to the east has always been a contest for several forces, because there is great demand and profit. And now, Momen wants to dominate...... Seems to be breaking the rules?

"Are you a lion with his mouth wide open?" Mu Xi was obviously a little unhappy, and he couldn't only borrow the road of Momen, but the road of Momen was wide and safer.

"You can't say that, I just want you to ignore it, whether you can take it or not, that's our business."

How could a few of their arms chiefs not know that these soldiers were weighing the territory over there, not letting people occupy more, and maintaining a certain balance, and now~ Hehe, see if he doesn't kill those little.

Mu Xi eased his nerves slightly, but then said again: "Half is the bottom line." "It's too much, I'm afraid that something will happen to the east.

"Yes." Half is half, it's a big deal to contact that guy to divide it equally.

Immediately, the two had a big discussion about how to escape across the border with a dozen brothers, and the informant listening to it was a little dizzy - it turned out that the bigwigs above talked about things so quickly!

In fact, Mu Xi was too lazy to leave the stage with Fick to make a detour, Fike left the stage because he wanted to send people back as soon as possible, and under this inexplicable tacit understanding between the two sides, he actually had a good impression of each other - after all, they both like to do things neatly.

While these two parties were actively preparing, Mo Jin was already standing at ASI's filming base, and she was obviously much more patient in the face of Aoye Claire, who touched her hand again.

"Which way do you go first?" Aoife Claire's first action when she saw Mo Jin again was to touch the smooth face again, "This is called really young, look at those teenagers and girls who say sixteen, seventeen or eight, in fact, they all have poor skin like old men......"

Listening to Aofei's complaints, Mo Jin's eyes turned to the side, unlike last time, this time the layout was obviously much more organized. There are two carpets in the house, a pure white stall with red roses, a bottle of red wine slumped on the floor, a goblet on the table, white roses on the big red carpet, and even a little white rabbit puppet in the corner.

"Everything." It's all the same anyway, and Mo Jin naturally has nothing to find fault with.

"Take her to change into a red dress," Aoye muttered to himself when he saw that someone was taken away, "Is there something missing, do you want to change props, it feels so simple......"

Rong Ting: Who will tell me why this notoriously difficult god Aoife is actually a chatterbox!

“Ohmygod。” Aofei looked back and was amazed by Mo Jin again, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

The red dress is an imitation of the dress of a 16th-century aristocratic maiden, with a tall figure in front of her, slightly corseted, and her eyes flashing like a proud queen...... Queen! Aoife Claire finally knew that something was wrong, his perfume was not the queen, but this dress, without a strong aura, could not be controlled at all.

It's embarrassing! The red ones are like this, and the white outfit won't be much better. Aofei sighed helplessly, and then asked Mo Jin to change into a white dress, and sure enough...... It doesn't match. Aoife lifted his forehead and sighed again.

Seeing that Aofei changed from exclamation to hesitation, Mo Jin also knew what the problem was, so she naturally changed back into her red dress and walked slowly to Aofei's side.

At this time, Aofei also said softly: "I'm sorry, otherwise you will come back next time, there is something wrong with our clothing." ”

"It's okay," Mo Jin hooked her eyes, "You can take a look at mine." Then he turned his head and asked Rong Ting to bring up the clothes he had stuffed in the back position, which was a set of red clothes that she had customized in Shaoguang before, and now she could use it first.

Although Aofei thinks it is not very applicable, but what if! So Aofei and Mo Jin discussed such a major matter as taking care of their skin, while waiting for Rong Ting's return.

After a short time, Rong Ting went upstairs with the bag, and then unfolded the clothes with the help of the staff. Aofei originally cared, but as soon as he saw his clothes, he pounced on them like a wolf seeing meat and bones, and after rubbing for a while, he asked Mo Jin to hurry up and change his clothes.

Rong Ting saw Mo Jin chuckling and walking towards the changing room, and even had some schadenfreude in his heart. This suit is worn on Mo Jin's body, the temptation is too great, I am afraid that someone will not be able to control it.

Mo Jin moved quickly, after all, she was used to it, but she walked out of the changing room in two minutes, and she couldn't make a startled voice when she saw Aofei's heart surging.

In the silence, Rong Ting silently handed Aofei a napkin, "Ahem, it's bleeding." ”

Aoye came to his senses at this time, took the tissue and quickly wiped it on the tip of his nose, and then the inspiration in his mind burst out wantonly, looking at the originally arranged venue, his heart was a little dissatisfied, "Replace it, replace it all now, put a wooden table here, go find some pear blossoms, ...... here"

Aoife Clare: God the Father, I have finally found my muse!

After a period of chaos, Aofei looked at all this in front of him, and finally put his mind at ease, "Take two promotional photos first, and start shooting promotional videos tomorrow." ”

Mo Jin just walked around in this room casually, and then sat on the wooden chair that she finally found, leaning softly, it was a familiar feeling, otherwise she would go back and change the equipment at home!

The cameraman is excited about all kinds of snapshots, this actor, every smile is the scenery, every movement and stillness is full of pictures, this is the photographer's dream of people, but unfortunately, there are few people in this circle who have this ability!