black under lights

Xin Mo was tightened by the hands behind him, and said with a smile on his face: "I have a copy of this list. You don't have to stare at me like this. He is illiterate and absolutely loyal. He is much more reliable than some people. Although he is not He is literate, but he can only read my notes. Before I left, I told him that I would send him a letter every month from today. ICAC, what do you think?"

The crowd that came up to Half Crescent Moon stopped in their tracks, you, me, and he gave each other eyeballs, but no one could pay attention.

It turns out that Xin Mo is not a dull young man, wishful thinking.He had already thought about retreating.

In the silence, it was Bogong who had just spoken in the end: "That's easy, I leave you a piece of handwriting. Listen to Ah Xing, do it!"

Jiang is still very old, and he will not accept half of the coercion, or he may have lived nearly half of the world, half of his body has been buried in the ground, but he has no fear in his heart.

Xin Mo is still young, although he is savage, but the world is still long, and he still misses it very much——

A watermelon knife was the first to strike, and there was a second move. Someone quietly pulled out a gun from behind. The people around picked up the gun when they saw the opportunity, and greeted Xin Mo like crazy.

He went deep into the dangerous place alone, except desperately desperately, dodged a knife sideways, turned around like a thunder, and flew up and stepped on the chest of the person behind him.The other party flew out with people and guys in an instant, Xin Mo turned around, and in the next circle, he had already hit the door on the left side. He tried his best and smashed a tooth of the other party in a daze.

Ah Ting, who was holding a watermelon knife, was still desperately fighting. Behind him, Ah Xing had aimed his gun at Xin Mo. The black muzzle of the gun was staring like a god of death.

All his muscles and bones suddenly exploded, he mobilized every muscle, and at the same time as the watermelon knife fell, he twisted Ah Ting's hand holding the knife, and spun violently.All this happened so fast, the knife was dropped from his hand in an instant, and Xin Mo picked it up with the back of his foot and quickly caught it in his hand.

No one can clearly see how he reversed the situation with Ah Ting. They only know that one second he showed a hole in the empty door, and then turned his back to the gun, and the next second he tightened Ah Ting's neck and spun instantly.As soon as the gunshot rang out, Ah Ting's chest suddenly blood gushed out, staining half of his body red.

Only the uncles shouted "Ah Ting" one after another, and burst into tears.These two people are probably not bad seedlings in front of the uncle's court, and they will take a step ahead at a young age.Ah Guang, who was holding a gun, was probably Ah Ting's brother, with red eyes and a mournful roar, he fired several shots at Xin Mo in a rage.While Xin Mo was holding Ah Ting's body, he still had the energy to deal with the people behind him, and all those shots hit the dead Ah Ting.

Ah Xing's eyes were red, he didn't dare to shoot again, he didn't want to hit his dying brother.However, after all, the opponent has a large number of people, and Xin Mo has already fallen behind in a short time.

Ah Xing picked up the gun again and pulled the trigger.

At that moment, Xin Mo's eyes were blood red, and Master Qi's face and Li Xueying's face flashed across.

He was covered in blood, like a Rakshasa descended into the world, even if he was embarrassed, the beating cold light in his eyes, like a blade, made no one dare to look directly into his eyes.

The pain in the chest became more and more clear.

I'm dying.he thinks.

But I am not reconciled.

That person hasn't been found yet, and I don't want to part with Ah Ying.

I can't die yet.

For a moment, the knife was bright and sharp, and the faces of everyone, either terrified or angry, were reflected on the flat surface of the knife.

Xin Mo suddenly shook his hand, and with the last bit of strength, he slashed the long knife towards Ah Xing who was holding the gun.

During the chaos, the door of the outer room was suddenly kicked open.Xin Mo's soul seemed to be separated from his body, swimming in the square inch of heaven and earth, overlooking the Shura world below.He saw the man who kicked open the door, holding a gun in each hand. Xin Mo was familiar with that face, but the expression on his face was something Xin Mo had never seen before.There are three people behind him, all of whom are not good people.

The scene freezes for a moment before being broken by the sound of gunfire cutting through the air.

Liu Fangfang raised his arms horizontally, shot each person in the chest, and stared at the crowd, his face was expressionless, and his thick black eyebrows were knit together, making people shudder.He was standing at the door, while the three or two behind him had passed him and charged into the door, raising their long knives.

The hustle and bustle is far away, blurred, like sea water pouring into the ears, and the picture is pressed and broadcast slowly.

"Brother Mo!" Liu Fangfang approached him while shooting.

When the bullets in the two pistols were exhausted, he freed up one hand to hug Xin Mo, and with the other hand, he pulled out the bone-removing knife that Xin Mo often used, lay it in front of him, and stepped back step by step.

Liu Fangfang's eyes were like a hungry wolf protecting food.

The younger generation has broken a lot, and the uncles are still surrounded by people.

It's just that Xin Mo didn't have the strength to care about it. His last look before falling into the darkness was the blood splashed on Liu Fangfang's cheek.

But Liu Fangfang was unmoved.

Xin Mo kept dreaming in a coma.Strange and bizarre, people come and go.He saw Lord Qi, Liu Fangfang, and Li Xueying.

At this moment, the tide in my ears finally receded, and someone called his name.It's getting clearer.

"Brother Mo, Brother Mo!"

Xin Mo finally opened his eyes, and the blurry figure gradually became clear.Liu Fangfang's face has become emotional, there is no blood stain, nor ferocious hostility.

"Liu Fang..." The senses gradually recovered, and the first thing was pain, in the chest area.

"Brother Mo!" Liu Fangfang grabbed his hand, "Where is it uncomfortable, do you want to drink water?"

Liu Fangfang handed Xin Mo a glass of water, and supported his shoulder to let him drink in small sips.

Xin Mo closed his eyes again, and opened them again when he completely calmed down.

"You are from Master Qi." Under his calm voice, there was a trace of excitement hidden, "You have never told me, including Master Qi!"

"Yes, I shouldn't have let you find out my identity unless it was absolutely necessary. This is also what Master Qi explained before he came to the mountain." Liu Fangfang no longer had the usual hippie smile on his face, and his foolishness disappeared, "I even hope that, I have never had the opportunity to pick up a knife in my life."

"When did it happen?" Xin Mo braced himself to sit up straight, only to find that the wound on his chest had been healed and wrapped in a snow-white bandage.But his attention was not on the injury at all, "I know everyone around Lord Qi, I've never seen you before."

"Because I have been away from the island. Master Xin saved my whole family's life. He said that he only needs to do one thing for him after he dies, and that is to repay his kindness." Liu Fangfang said, "Brother Mo, although Master Xin passed away, He still stays with you. Please don't underestimate yourself and fight with your life."

"It was an accident." Xin Mo touched his chest feebly, "I guessed wrong, I didn't expect that Uncle would not leave any affection. But I still worry about them, about the Hongmen that my Lord Qi left behind. .”

Liu Fangfang didn't understand the disputes Xin Mo was involved in, and he only stuck to his original promise.

The two were silent for a moment, and Liu Fangfang asked, "What plans does Brother Mo have in the future?"

Xin Mo slumped on the head of the bed like a limp bone. When he came back to his senses, the pain in the wound on his chest became more acute.He glanced at Liu Fangfang: "Is there any smoke?"

Liu Fangfang lit a cigarette for him.

Xin Mo took a deep breath and stared out the window: "I like someone."

And that person shouldn't be involved in such a quagmire like him, and he is also reluctant.

"Brother Mo is talking about that pretty guy, right?" Liu Fangfang finally showed curiosity, and leaned forward, "Have you figured it out?"

"Think about it." Xin Mo nodded vigorously, "I have never been tempted by anyone in my life. After Master Qi died, no one cared about me like him except you. I thought of him the moment I was shot, That's why I hate him."

Liu Fangfang nodded: "Brother Mo is a person who values ​​friendship, just like Master Xin."

Xin Mo sneered: "Are you slandering me for being obsessed with ghosts? Looking back now, it seems that he has lowered his head for me. But now that I am in this state, how can I meet him? I wanted to settle everything on my body , and also to eliminate future worries for him, so that he is so safe and sound that he is qualified to talk about other things."

Liu Fangfang glanced at Xin Mo's expression, carefully probing: "I called him just now, if he has nothing to do, he should be on his way now."

"Who asked you to tell him?" Xin Mo stood up abruptly, his eyes widened, but he pulled the wound and grinned in pain, "Why do you have the key to my house? Give me the shirt quickly."

The people of Xin Mo died without changing their expressions, but now they are in chaos.Liu Fangfang also stared at Xin Mo, who was so restless, and finally failed.

He believes that Xin Mo is sincere, and people's reactions cannot lie.

In less than half an hour, Li Xueying arrived at the scene out of breath.

As soon as he entered the door, regardless of Liu Fangfang talking to him, he went straight to Xin Mo who was lying on the bed.

And Xin Mo has put on a clean shirt and black trousers, lying on the quilt, squinting his eyes to soak up the sun, with a copy of this morning's morning newspaper in his hand, as if someone else was shot.

However, his pale face, different from the rosy lips in the past, showed his current physical condition.

Li Xueying didn't even want to pay attention to Xin Mo's greetings to him. Hearing that he had been shot in the chest on the call machine, his three souls and seven souls were scared to pieces. Up to now, his heartbeat has not calmed down, and his eyes have been blackened for a while.So without further ado, he went straight to unbutton Xin Mo's chest.

If Xin Mo clasped his hand, he shook it away forcefully, only wanting to confirm Xin Mo's situation.

While surprised by Li Xueying's tough posture for the first time, Xin Mo admired his anxiety at the moment, and felt satisfied, unprecedented.

"Did you call the white car? Why did you get shot? Why didn't you report it? Liu Fangfang, call the white car now!" Li Xueying's voice trembled.

Looking down from Xin Mo's point of view, his drooping eyes had never seen light, as if he was about to cry, and the drooping and trembling eyelashes revealed his inner panic.His white hands were placed on his bronze chest, making them look soft and slender, but if he grabbed his hand at this time, he would definitely throw it away.

Liu Fangfang looked at Li Xueying, then at Xin Mo.Seeing him, Brother Mo, staring at the pretty boy wholeheartedly, his face was filled with almost perverted joy.

There is no need for Xin Mo to confess himself, Liu Fangfang already knows that he is hopeless.

The atmosphere in the room was too threatening, he turned around and went out to call Bai Che.

Inside the room, Xin Mo held Li Xueying's hand and lingered with his fingers, feeling the warmth of his palm.Only then did I realize that Li Xueying's fingers were cold, and she was really frightened.

"Aying." Xin Mo called him, "Don't worry too much, your brother Mo has a good physique when he is young, and he is stronger than a big brother. He is born with a big life, and even if he gets shot, he will get up to fight Muay Thai the next day."

"Shut up." Li Xueying's face was clouded, "Tell me what's going on first."

Liu Fangfang smoked a cigarette outside the house, and went downstairs to buy a bottle of water.Basking in the sun at the door, the scratches on the skin of his body were burning and painful. Before he could deal with it, he unscrewed the bottle and washed it with white water, and then heard the sound of a white car coming.

He went upstairs and knocked on the door, only to see Li Xueying lying quietly on Xin Mo's lower abdomen, pursing her lips, as if holding back tears.And it was rare for Xin Mo not to talk too much, he put one hand on Li Xueying's soft hair, and stared at him with lowered eyebrows.

Liu Fangfang wanted to speak, but when he saw Xin Mo looking over, he made a silent gesture on his lips.In the end, without saying a word, he withdrew again, leaving the quiet time to the two of them again.