Thinking about this, and also understanding that he and Wang Luochen may be about to fall into someone else's trap and encounter danger, of course Mo Ke has to warn the three of them. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"What does I mean by that, brother? Do you want to say that there is danger here? But why don't I feel it?"

After Wang Luochen listened to Mo Ke's words, he quickly glanced around, but from the things around him that he was very familiar with, he didn't see anything abnormal, so he didn't believe Mo Ke's words a little, and was a little puzzled.

Qin Junyan and Wu Mengxue also looked around, but they didn't find anything, they also felt that Mo Ke's words were a little strange, and they didn't understand how he came to such a judgment.

Mo Ke pretended to be calm, still with a smile on his face, as if he hadn't said anything strange to the three of them just now, and continued to say to the three of them: "Don't move, don't look around, listen to me." I feel the danger, trust me. Senior brother, I have been an agent in this world for so many years, and I have my own particularly sensitive intuition and can sense the breath of danger. Now, I suggest that we'd better get out of here right away. ”

"But, senior brother, I'm at the door, so I can't just leave. Otherwise, senior brother, you go first, I'll go to the house, leave a note for my parents, explain my whereabouts in a few simple words, so that they don't worry, and then I'll go and meet you again, okay?"

Wang Luochen looked at the community with more than a dozen buildings behind him, in this position, he could even see the balcony of his house, he felt that it was too unwilling.

"Yes, let the junior brother go. Aren't the residents in this neighborhood normal? The people who came in and out didn't look nervous at all, and they didn't look like they were in any danger?"

Qin Junyan carefully observed the residents who came in and out of the entrance of the community, and didn't find anything wrong, he felt that his fat senior brother was a little too nervous this time, so he was very sympathetic to the little junior brother who was at the door of the house but couldn't go back.

"Forget it, it's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided, since you insist, let's go back to Senior Brother Wang's house to have a look. I hope this time it's just that I'm too worried. ”

Mo Ke couldn't help but feel a little anxious when he didn't believe the two of them, but he also knew that if he couldn't come up with conclusive evidence, it would be a little difficult to convince them for a while, so he had to sigh and agree to go to Wang Luochen's house to have a look.

In this way, the four of them no longer argued, nor did they hesitate, and walked directly towards the gate of Wuxing Community.

They didn't see that when they walked towards the door of the neighborhood together, the dry-looking old man in the grocery store behind them, with a pained look on his face, raised a bottle of liquor in his hand and was about to throw it out of the store.

But just as he was about to make a move, his eyes caught a glimpse of a flash in a window in the building facing the street in the neighborhood, and his hand trembled a little, and he clenched the bottle that was about to fly out of his hand again. Then, clutching the bottle in his hand, he quickly turned, pretended to be a stock, and placed it on the top floor of the shelf.

It's just that the shelves on that floor are a bit tall for his stature, and his hands are just able to put the wine bottle on it, so it looks very difficult to put it away.

Because of the effort, the bottle was a little unstable, and then the somewhat unstable bottle fell off after shaking a few times.

"Smack"

The bottle fell to the floor and shattered, and the wine immediately spilled out, wetting a large area of the floor, and the smell of wine spread throughout the shop.

"Smack"

There was another sound, but it was the sound of the old man slapping himself as if he was clumsy because he had broken a bottle of wine.

However, when his cheeks were burning and aching, his eyes never left the four people who were about to enter the gate of the community.

Realizing that they were far away, they didn't hear these two "pops" at all, and the pain on the old man's face was even worse. He raised his hand high and slapped the other cheek again. Now, it seemed that he had been hit hard, and he was in pain, so he began to cry loudly.

His cry attracted several old neighbors to come and ask him if this was the wrong tendon, why he was so cruel to himself because of a bottle of wine.

In the face of everyone's inquiries, he didn't say anything, just cried. He didn't want to tell them the real reason why he was crying.

What he heard the two alien agents whisper when they were shopping in his shop, he will never tell anyone else in his life.

He was not afraid that the two spies would come to him for trouble, but that others would know about his cowardice, and that because of his cowardice, one day in a certain year, he would actually kill a child whom he admired very much.

He could see that the child who fought for his community was obviously healed after being seriously injured, but his cowardice had put him in a desperate situation again.

While he still had a conscience, he knew that this incident would make him miserable for the rest of his life.

And if he told someone about it, he would suffer even more when others accused him of cowardice. Therefore, he did not say anything, but only treated the matter as a secret, buried in the deepest part of his heart forever.

Wang Luochen and the others didn't know that when they walked towards the gate of the community, the old man at the grocery store did something else for them, and they didn't know the cowardice in his heart, the pain caused by this cowardice, and the secrets he hidden.

They had now walked less than a hundred meters away from the building of Wang Luochen's house, and Wang Luochen could clearly see the pot of cacti he had planted on the balcony of his house.

He was thrilled and happy to think that he would be able to tell his parents a piece of news that would make them happy.

However, the thought that he had come home to say goodbye to them this time made him feel a trace of parting sadness in his heart.

"How happy would my parents be to see that I can walk and jump now? Unfortunately, they are not at home, and they can't see their son's handsome appearance again. Hey, why don't you, senior brother, help me take a picture of me when I get home and leave it for them?"

Seeing his home, Wang Luochen was a little emotional and talked a lot. So, he told his brothers and sisters about his plans to leave a message for his parents when he returned home.

"This method is also good, it is indeed much better to take a picture of what you want to say directly than to write a few sentences dryly. Don't worry, this favor, senior brother will definitely help. ”

Not noticing that there was anything wrong in this community, Qin Junyan, who had relaxed, focused his attention on the little junior brother in front of him and responded to his request.

"Senior Brother Qin, you must make me handsome. Let me tell you, I still have my treasured medals at home. If you shoot me more handsomely, I'll give you one of the medals, and that medal is my favorite, and the golden one is beautiful. I'm telling you, it's my ......."

Wang Luochen's words are not a joke, he now feels that the gold medal has no meaning to him, and it is better to give it away to repay others for their help.

Who knows, just when he was about to tell Qin Junyan about the origin of his gold medal and how precious it was, he suddenly saw the window of his balcony open, and a figure quickly ran to the window and pushed down his cactus that had been raised for nearly ten years.

"Smack"

The porcelain pot where the cactus was planted fell from the seventh floor, shattering into countless petals, and the cactus was broken into several pieces.

"Mom, are you crazy?"

Of course, he knew best about his mother's figure, and after the flowerpot shattered in front of him, the moment he raised his head, he recognized that the person who threw down his beloved cactus was his mother. I couldn't help but feel a little angry in my heart, and complained loudly about his mother.