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Let's take a look at the eerie picture first:

On a crisp autumn night, on a soft bed, a soft beauty body has no reservations in front of a man with a strong and normal orientation, and what is even more hateful is that the beauty is still full of provocative requests that make people's blood boil, but the man next to her is trying to verify his purity and nobility, taking a buffer way, and trying his best to ignore the beauty!

At this moment, it is estimated that many men will shout at that beauty in a heart-rending manner: Let go of that man, let me come!

The man who said that the man who thinks about beautiful women is a beast, and he who indifferently ignores the needs of beautiful women is even worse than a beast!

What a classic look.

Classmate Meng was so sad and indignant that he wanted to shout: "Wow, which calf said, get out of here, brother promises not to strangle you, brother kneel you, do you think it."

However, in such a beautiful night and such a beautiful day, there is no one to act as a light bulb to stand out and explain to Meng students some important ways to promote the social and economic system and promote social and economic prosperity.

Meng had to think silently, and then after a few thoughts without a teacher, he finally came to his senses: the reason why a woman fell into the dust, most of its essential factors come from the forced by life, she also has a family, her family is likely to be unknowing, all the living expenses of the family are supported by the woman; even, lying on the hospital bed, the old father or mother is waiting for her money to continue her life; or, her brother or younger brother needs a little money to pay a little money when he is studying to attack the top 100,000; in other words, the money you pay for a transaction with a woman in the dust is likely to save the life of the woman's familyOf course, the worst situation is that after a woman makes money, she will increase her investment, such as buying beautiful and expensive clothes to buy high-end rouge gouache, such as often doing some beauty salons, all these behaviors, invisibly, stimulate consumption, speed up the pace of capital circulation of businesses, thereby triggering a chain effect, and comprehensively driving the entire economic system to prosperity in a stable and healthy way.

When Meng finally found a reason to be a beast after working tirelessly, the body of the beautiful woman was like an octopus entangled.

He had no choice but to sigh solemnly and secretly: Revolution requires sacrifice, and contributing to society requires selfless dedication!

The beauty's body suddenly softened slowly, and at the same time, she released the jade arm that was holding her dream classmates tightly, and then, she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Meng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He had to admit that this woman, all over her body, every inch of it, was permeated with a power that wore down and corroded the man's mind and perseverance. However, he cannot, at least, not tonight, waste time and energy on this woman.

He silently pulled the thin quilt and gently covered the woman. He calculated the time a little, the woman had just been set up by the acupoint technique he copied from the original dream swimming memory, and with the strength just now, her body function would take at least eight hours before it could automatically refresh and lift the setting.

Eight hours, that should be enough.

After making a decision, Dream became more relaxed. took a hot bath leisurely, and then, changed into a decent silk green coat, took a folding fan on the dressing table, and unfolded it "suddenly", and then, in front of the bronze mirror, he put a Perth, feeling that in addition to the gradually scarred scar on his face, there is a little sorry for the audience who has been stunned by his handsomeness, in general, he is still competent for various high-end banquets.

As soon as the folding fan is closed, turn off the light.

Jet-black.

In the darkness, there was a gentle rustling sound, and a window near the back garden opened and closed very quickly.

A faint shadow like a light smoke was like a withered leaf falling among the flowers, a little, but as fast as lightning, it swept over the high wall, flashed quickly between the light and the night, and then, as if completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

Midnight.

The moon is in the sky.

The silver moonlight sprinkled on Mo Ziqi's face, although he was more than fifty years old, the vicissitudes of time had gradually betrayed his body, perhaps, when he was completely sold, he was only facing some cold soil, but now, he had a good smile on his face.

The people of the Mo family, from the gardener who weeds and watered the flowers to the most favored Mrs. Jiu, all know deeply that the old man rarely laughs.

Perhaps, some people will ask like this: In the Jiangnan area, in addition to the four major families, almost the power and financial resources of the Mo family are counted, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?

If Old Man Mo was confronted with these people's questions, he would reply with a very sympathetic look: You don't understand me, I don't blame you, but you must have had a time when you were hungry, with a table of good wine and good food in front of you, and when you were about to sit down to eat and drink, you were kicked aside fiercely, and then, after they had eaten and drunk, there were only some leftovers of vegetable juice left, and when you went up to eat, you had to express great gratitude to them for their kindness— If, after all this, you can still question me so uprightly, I will be very happy to laugh, even if you die of laughter, I don't blame you.

No one in the world wants to be dominated and humiliated. There is only one thing that makes people succumb: survival.

Survival is a huge whetstone, which can polish people's sharpness and edges and corners under the corrosion of the years.

Of course, people are never short of strong-willed, they are like old horses, as long as they are given a chance to a line, they will also travel thousands of miles to fight for life.

The reason why Old Man Mo smiled happily was because, finally, he waited for an opportunity.

There is a beautiful young woman sitting on the left and right of the old man Mo, the young woman here hands over the peeled grapes, and the young woman over there hands the cup full of wine, that scene, if you let the dream classmates see it, they should be praised for being more professional than the escort in the previous life, it is really envious of others!

However, neither the young man in blue who was sitting opposite Old Man Mo nor the man in black who was standing silently behind Old Man Mo showed a look of envy.

The face of the young man in blue resembles that of the old man Mo, as if there were some blurry ghosts when the document was being copied because the seat was not fixed. His expression was extremely respectful, like the rigor and solemnity of a devout believer on a pilgrimage.

And the man in black standing behind Old Man Mo is more like a fleshless robot, as if his behavior is just waiting for an order from Old Man Mo, and then, without the slightest hesitation, he will decisively execute it.

Old Man Mo had just drunk the wine, and was immediately taken over by a jade hand that bullied the frost and snow. He raised his slender and powerful fingers and lightly tapped the table, and said slowly: "Now, what is the situation of the four great families?"

The young man in blue said respectfully: "Dad, the dreamer's dream swim and Nangong Wushao want to snatch back his woman, and they do not hesitate to play hooligans and seduce the seventh lady who is the most favored by the old man of Nangong; ”

Old Man Mo nodded, looking at his son with a hint of approval in his eyes: "Next, what do you think?"

The blue-clothed young man smiled and said, "If the ability to swim in a dream really makes those Fusang killers disappear, then one thing can be seen from it. ”

Old Man Mo was very cooperative and asked with great interest, "What's the matter?"

"Chaos!" the young man in blue spat out a word categorically.

Old Man Mo's eyes are no longer approving, but proud, there is a son with a clear mind and not weak, as his father, he is indeed worthy of pride.

After a pause, the young man in blue continued, "If they are messed up, we will have a chance." ”

Old Man Mo said softly: "Hu'er, have you notified the Qi family, the Hu family, the Shen family, and the heads of several families?"

Mo Hu nodded and said, "Having said that, they all said that they completely obeyed Dad's command." ”

Old Man Mo smiled again and said very happily: "Very good, very good." Hey, let's thank the third young master of the Dream Family, I really want to have a glass of wine with him, he gave us the opportunity. ”

Originally, it was so late at night, and it was even more profound, and Old Man Mo just expressed some feelings randomly, and he definitely didn't really mean to thank anyone. Isn't there a saying that opportunities are not given by others, but earned by oneself, and you have to be grateful, that is, to thank yourself for being ready at all times. Therefore, Old Man Mo has no expectation at all, and there will be people behind his gorgeous lies to stand up and stubbornly verify.

However, the sad thing is that as soon as Old Man Mo's words fell, a figure appeared on his garden path near the lotus pond.

Now, this inexplicable person approached slowly, unfolded the folding fan with a "brush" in his hand, and gently cooled himself, as if he was going to come to the banquet as pleasant and relaxed, and he also said very politely: "Hey, I'm sorry, the road is narrow and the road is narrow, there are many points to check drunk driving, the traffic jam is serious, it's late, it's late, it's late, it should be fined three cups, well, it should be thirty cups." ”

Closer, closer.

Under the moonlight, the Mo family's father and son stared closely at the faces of the visitors, and finally they recognized them, and at a very fast speed, they fully reflected the truth that the father and son were united and said in unison: "Dream swimming?"

Dream classmate has arrived in front of the table, sat down with a golden knife, put the fan on the table, both hands, one hand grabbed the wine pot and the other hand pulled the exquisite pastries, in order to respond to the global call for environmental protection and never waste resources, the cups were saved, directly the whole pot of drinking, in the process of drinking, he did not waste a trace of spare time to stuff pastries into the mouth, his eyes were still full of regret looking at the seasonal fruits on the table, I wanted to sigh: once, there were a lot of delicious fruits in front of my eyes, I did not cherish it, because, I only have two hands and a mouth, if God gives me another chance, I ask me to have eight hands and ten mouthsIf I had to add a deadline, I would like it to be until I have eaten all the food in the world!

Really, the shadow of the famous tree of man.

The third young man of the dreamer may be very rogues, but, absolutely, no one has ever dared to ignore his existence.

Perhaps, there have been people who ignore the three young dreamers, and their ending is that there is no ending, as if they have evaporated from the world.

The Mo family father and son fell silent.

The thick arm of the black-clothed man behind Old Man Mo slowly drooped, and his fingertips seemed to be close to the handle of the knife at his waist.

Jiangnan three knives, among them, has his place, as long as his knife is out of the sheath, so far, no one has ever walked under his knife three knives, so, his nickname is called "Broken Soul Three Knives", a very cheesy nickname, but absolutely no one thinks he is vulgar.

Dream classmate Huo Ran's wrist shook, and half of the shortbread in his hand flew out.

Knife light!

A cold sword light erupted, skimming the night sky, as if to cut off the midnight fiercely.

Yume's body suddenly sprang up and crossed the table.

Laugh at.

The shortbread was split in an instant.

The man in black wanted to put away the knife, but Meng was already in the slightest gap in the lightning, and his arm seemed to be suddenly lengthened, pinching his neck, and then slamming his head on the marble table.

Open!

Bang bang bang!

The head of the man in black did not cherish the high-quality table that the old man spent a lot of money to let people make a special trip from Dali, and wore it directly from the table to the bottom of the table, and then made friendly contact with the earth at zero distance, and suddenly, red blood and white brains burst out.

Half of the table was broken, and some pastries and water were pouring on the bloody corpse, classmate Meng nodded with satisfaction, and said softly: "I guess you didn't eat supper, now, you can eat hard." ”

"Gash got, got, got-"

The two beautiful young women on the left and right beside Old Man Mo buried their heads and vomited and died.

Chapter 21 Tell You a Secret I am a bad guy Dream classmate slowly turned around, looked at the blood that was splattered on his hands, and deeply felt that this was very unelegant, so he wiped the old man Mo's luxurious clothes very carefully. Then, feeling unsatisfactory and helpless, I had to sigh helplessly: "What do you say, when I eat and drink, I never like others to play tricks on me, you want to draw a knife for no reason, but you are looking for death." Ah, what an ignorant and poor man, do you know in your family?"

Meng shook his head, returned to his original position, and continued to drink, as if nothing unpleasant had ever happened.

Of course, unpleasant things have happened, the problem is that these unpleasant things are just unpleasant to others, especially the Mo family father and son.

Old Man Mo finally couldn't help but sigh lightly and said, "Dream in the middle of a dream, the third young master of the dreamer, what kind of person are you?"

Classmate Meng looked stunned, as if he was surprised: "Don't you want to thank me, I'm the one you want to thank." ”

Old Man Mo took a deep breath: "Sanshao, don't lie in front of real people, you know what I mean." ”

Meng finally put down the flask and pastry in his hand, as if he was very cautious and serious: "Will you keep it a secret?"

Old Man Mo was slightly stunned, feeling that a rhythm had been guided by the other party, so he had to postpone it and nodded: "Yes." ”

A mysterious weirdness appeared on Meng Classmate's face, and he said softly: "Tell you a secret, I'm a bad person." Hey, the average person, I don't tell him. ”