was speechless against his throat and pressed to the ground, silently trying to resist but couldn't. Mo Yan really wanted to tear off the speechless mask and look at the face below. If he wasn't speechless, he could always take a step faster, otherwise the silent words would definitely make him doubt his life.

"Even if Bai Xue takes your money, he won't be guilty of death!"

"Fart! People die for money, she deserves to die! Speechless roared loudly, resentment rushed out of his eyes, turning into cruelty and killing: "Not only did she take the black box that belonged to me, but also used the money in the box to hook up with three or four, such a green tea bitch, you say, should she die?" ”

"Perverted! You're a murder demon! Mo Yan snorted blood at his speechless face.

"Ji Ji" wiped the blood speechlessly, and laughed strangely: "We are all the same, and you also have a demon in your heart." You were dumped twice by Qianxun like a monkey, don't you hate her? You don't want to kill her? ”

"I hate her, but I will never kill! We are different, I am human, you are a demon! I will surely send you to the guillotine of justice with my own hands! ”

"It's a great righteousness to kill relatives, but it's a pity that you can't bear it. Because I'm the other side --- the dark side of you! ”

Dark!?

Mo Yan looked at each other speechlessly, did not refute, and for a while the alley was quiet and weird. After waking up by the garbage heap, Mo Yan did seem to feel that there was no resentment, resentment and other dark things in his heart.

Could it really be that he is the dark side of himself, as Speechless said? Otherwise, how can you know your past? How can you make a move yourself?

"So we're the same body, and if I die, you'll die too."

"Don't talk nonsense, it's a man, take off your mask, don't hide!"

"Trust me, you don't want to see this face under the mask." The killing in his eyes was replaced by a cat and mouse-like smile, and he let go of the silent words speechlessly: "You don't believe that we are born from the same root, it doesn't matter." I know you want to arrest me and take me to the police station, but unfortunately you are no match for me. Well, I'll give you a chance and let's play a game together. ”

"What game?"

"Killing Game!"

"Do you think I'm going to play with you?" Mo Yan sneered.

"Don't worry, listen to me finish the bet, and you decide." Speechless seemed to be confident: "My black box should be picked up by a cutie, whoever finds this cutie first will win." If I win, the cuties will surely die. If you win, I will surrender and return your innocence, and the black box will be yours. Oh, and I forgot to tell you that the black box is a cash cow, and owning it is equivalent to having money that you can't spend for a lifetime. Beauty, wealth, kill two birds with one stone, as long as you win the game, you will make sure you don't lose money! ”

"How do you know it's a beauty?"

"Black boxes can make money, beautiful women like black boxes, and black boxes like beautiful women. No one knows it better than me, and the black box must be a beautiful woman. The snow is the best proof of this. ”

"Why should I believe you?"

"Do you have a choice but to believe me?"

Speechless seems to be able to reach the army of silent words every step, not to mention that silent words are not speechless opponents, even if they can catch speechless, there is no way to prove speechless

is the murderer who killed Bai Xue, after all, it was silent words that were caught by the police at the scene of the crime, not speechless. At present, only by participating in the game can Mo Yan have the opportunity to bring Speechless to justice and return his innocence.

"Su Zi said, the person who paints the bamboo must first become a bamboo in the chest, and the pen is familiar, but he sees the person who wants to paint, vibrate the pen and go straight to it, and hurry up from it to chase what he sees, which is said to be confident."

Speechless looked at Mo Yan and laughed a few times, slowly retreated, and disappeared into the dark alley.

"The game is officially on, Good luck!"

Speechless and slowly left, silently said that there was really no choice. The side face was elbowed speechlessly, it hurt, and he sat down silently against the wall. The old beggar was gone, the garbage heap was still there, and instead of dawning, it seemed to get darker.

After being silent for a long time, Mo Yan suddenly laughed, looking up to the sky and laughing, he even suspected that the speechless was deliberately sent down by the old beggar to fix him. Perhaps, Speechless is right, since Mo Yan wants to have money and peach blossom luck, then he must pay the price for it. There may be pies falling from the sky, but you may also be stoned to death by the pies that fall.

There was no turning back from the bow, and he lit a cigarette silently, since he didn't have a choice, then he played this killing game with Wuyu. If speechlessness is really his dark side, then destroy him with your own hands!

In the vast sea of people, it is undoubtedly a needle in a haystack to find a beautiful cutie who has picked up a black box. But his intuition tells Mo Yan that Speechless may preemptively find the crush first, so he must act as soon as possible. Otherwise, another youthful and beautiful life died tragically in the hands of speechless.

Walking out of the alley, the street lamps were pale and weak, illuminating the tired night. The night king's electric sound poured into his ears across several streets, bringing a hint of inspiration to Mo Yan. Beautiful women like to play, rich people also like to play, where there is fun, there will be no shortage of beautiful women and rich people.

There are two most interesting places here, one is the Night King Bar, and the other is the largest KTV nightclub here--- Imperial Capital!

Mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away, and the city is a nine-fold gate. Don't see the imperial palace, and know the Son of Heaven...... There are 3,000 small halls and 12 green buildings. The treasure cover carved saddle is a golden horse, and the blue window embroidered pillar jade pan dragon. Embroidered pillar Xuan inscription powder wall reflection, Qiang Jin Mingyu Wang Hou Sheng.

This is the "Imperial Capital Chapter" written by Luo Bingwang, known as the "Four Masters of the Early Tang Dynasty", which perfectly shows the extravagance and prosperity of the Tang Dynasty. And it is not an exaggeration to use it to describe the imperial capital of nightclubs. The two golden doors are wide open, majestic and magnificent, and the gold is brilliant, implying that wealth and treasure are entered. The floor is brightly lit, the decoration is luxurious, and the word "Imperial Capital" in the middle is shining brightly and is extremely eye-catching.

There are luxury cars everywhere in front of the door, and the beauties inside the door are like clouds. The singing box is all foreign names, what Mexico, New Zealand, Australia, properly exotic. The singing voices that ran out of the major boxes in the corridor were intertwined, ghosts and wolves howled, and there were mixed tastes.

It is said that the imperial capital accompanies the singing tip of 5,000, and takes out to eat supper for 20,000 yuan, if it is a student girl, the price is higher, so come to the imperial capital to have fun, they are all genuine rich people. Therefore, if a cutie wants to work in the imperial capital, she must meet the [star] level standards, and her height, waist circumference, bust circumference, etc. have quite strict selection conditions.

From the south to the north, the imperial capital can be described as a mixture of fish and dragons, and this is exactly what Mo Yan wants. The more mixed the place, the easier it is to discover the secrets that no one knows.

The car is like flowing water, the horse is like a dragon, and the flower moon is in the spring breeze. If you have money, you will be happy, right? The rich people who walked down from the luxury cars laughed heartily when they hugged the waist of the beautiful cutie, but Mo Yan heard loneliness and exhaustion from the laughter.

He exhaled a long breath of white smoke, silently stepped on the cigarette butt, and prepared to enter the imperial capital to collect clues to the black box. But he is not a rich man, he was a poor man before he met the old beggar, and he is still a poor man. Mo Yan grinned lightly, in fact, it is good to be poor, simple, not as tired as rich people.

But having said that, if you don't have money to enter the emperor, you will be unceremoniously thrown out by the security guards. What to do? Mo Yan touched his chin, his eyes wandered, and he accidentally saw the recruitment brochure posted on the wall: Do you want to sing at night? Do you want to be surrounded by beautiful women and groom every night? What are you waiting for, the night waiter in the imperial capital, the little red fish gets the soft hand, the little beauty is crispy to the legs, you know how to kiss, the heart is not as good as action, the imperial capital wants you!

The night waiter, that is, the young master in the mouth of the old driver.

“Yeah，want you！”

Tearing off the recruitment brochure, silently walking towards the imperial capital, laughing at himself in his heart, he instantly had a well-known nickname--- don't call me silent in the future, call me [Mo Shao].