black under lights

When Li Xueying got off the bus, she saw Xin Mo waiting for him in front of the bus stop.

He was riding on a motorcycle, with one foot on the ground and one foot on the bike, his arms were idly shaking hands, his drooping eyes under the helmet were sharp and too stylish.

If she didn't know that he was waiting for her, Li Xueying would still pretend to be a handsome boy.

Seeing Li Xueying, he started his motorcycle, turned around and stopped in front of him, and threw his helmet to him.

Li Xueying wondered: "Isn't it just a few steps?"

"Don't go to my store, go to see Uncle Yang. Yang Shouqian, have you heard of it?" Xin Mo asked.

Li Xueying shook her head, thinking that he couldn't see him in the wind, and said loudly: "I haven't heard of it, but today is not suitable. I have business to discuss with you."

"It's business for me to bring you to see him, and I'm afraid we're talking about the same thing, go to the place and talk about it." Xin Mo stopped talking, increased the horsepower, and drove at full speed.

He parked his motorcycle at the courtyard house in front of Xin Baihong's worship mountain, which was the house he would come to pay homage to every time he escaped the bloody disaster.

Li Xueying looked around, but she had never heard of the story here, and could smell the bloody smell from the door lintel, the fierce Guan Gong, and the courtyard decoration.

He frowned, instinctively resisting the place.Xin Mo dragged him, and casually opened the door and walked in without saying hello.

Is this place his?Li Xueying thought to herself.No, maybe it was his Qi Ye, it made sense for Xin Baihong to live in such a magnificent courtyard.

"Uncle Yang!" Xin Mo came to the courtyard, first bowed to the monument in front of Guan Gong's statue, and then shouted in the courtyard with his hips on his hips, "I have doubts and want to be solved, can I take a step to speak?"

In such a desolate yard, even the vegetation has grown wildly. At first Li Xueying couldn't make up her mind who Xin Mo was calling.

But after a while, he saw an old man walking out of the side room, dressed in plain and national style.

Yang Shouqian clasped his hands behind his back, stood in front of the ladder and nodded slightly: "Asarum, if you have any doubts, it's okay to say."

Li Xueying was also at a loss, and was suddenly pushed forward by Xin Mo: "Uncle Yang, before I speak, look at this kid. I want to ask if you know his father, Li Que?"

Yang Shouqian looked at Li Xueying carefully, shook his head and approached: "I don't know, is it your new recruit?"

Xin Mo invited Yang Shouqian to speak in front of the hall.

Yang Shouqian nodded, turned around, and there was a younger generation leading the way, until in front of the statue of Guan Gong in the hall, there were four pear-wood chairs on each side, and Yang Shouqian sat down.

Li Xueying turned her head to the side and asked Xin Mo: "Your Master Qi lived in this courtyard? Why did your uncle live here, and who is he?"

"Uncle Yang is the person my Lord Qi trusted the most and who accompanied him the longest. After my Lord Qi passed away, he took over the mountain. This time he came to Kowloon Tong, and it was all for me." Xin Mo also turned sideways cooperatively, whispering to Li Xueying, "He and my Lord Qi lived here before."

After the three of them sat down, Xin Mo offered tea to Yang Shouqian.

He immediately went straight to the point, pointing out the purpose of his visit: "I know Uncle Yang, you have been taking over the mountain for many years, and you don't ask about the troubles of Hongmen, but perhaps only Uncle Yang can answer my doubts. After my Lord Qi visited the mountain, Feng Qing was also severely injured , he has an enemy who is said to be from Baihall, I wonder if Uncle Yang knows about this matter?"

At first Yang Shouqian was still listening quietly, but when he heard the enemy, his expression changed, and his eyes moved to Li Xueying beside him.

Li Xueying was caught off guard by Yang Shouqian's gaze, she was a little timid and dodged her gaze.But he was clear in his heart, and gradually understood the purpose of Xin Mo bringing him to see the old man.

It seems that he was also from the Hongmen at the beginning, if anyone knows the grievances and hatreds of the previous generation better, it must be the seniors of the previous generation.

"I have indeed heard about this incident. Back then, Feng Qing's hands and feet were chopped off, and his meridians were almost exhausted. Who would have thought that he would suddenly get up, go crazy and slash people, killing red eyes, and only then saved his life. He told me later that he still had His vengeance has not been avenged, his wish has not been fulfilled, he is not reconciled, he cannot die." Yang Shouqian restrained his expression, sipped his tea quietly, his eyes moved, as if he had really seen the scene again, "Asari, do you know why your Lord Qi is dying? Formerly trying to protect Feng Qing from being the talker? According to your Lord Qi, he has a way to control Feng Qing, and Feng Qing's heart is too domineering and his desire is too strong. He has clear goals, good means, and will not die Don't give up. For this point, Feng Qing was indeed the most suitable person to be the speaker at that time."

"Then Uncle Yang knows who the enemy he speaks of is?"

Yang Shouqian shook his head slowly: "I only know that his enemy is indeed a person in Whitehall. According to him, just the death of that person is not enough to satisfy him. I don't know what grievances he has with the enemy, but it depends on his momentum. , I want that person to be ruined and his wife and children to be separated!"

The thunder rumbled outside the courtyard, and the clouds were dense, breaking the short silence in the hall.

Li Xueying's face turned pale.

He stood up suddenly and wanted to leave, his hands and feet were trembling when he looked carefully.

"Aying!" Xin Mo quickly grabbed Li Xueying's hand, "Calm down, it might be your father!"

Yang Shouqian rolled his eyes and stared at this fair and thin young man again.

"Asarum, you little friend, it seems to have something to do with this matter."

"His father is Li Que, the police chief, and he may have a relationship with Feng Qing." Xin Mo said to Yang Shouqian quickly in a low voice, and then turned to leave, "Uncle Yang, I have to take a step ahead. Thank you for clarifying the confusion today. Come on." I'll treat you to tea again."

After saying that, he followed Li Xueying and quickly left the compound.

Li Xueying was walking on the street, crowded with people, but he couldn't see his destination, he only wanted to move forward.

He couldn't hear Xin Mo calling him from behind, and he didn't care about someone dragging his hand behind him.

The sound of thunder was like a false alarm, and the light of the sky was gradually peeping through the dense clouds.

Someone held an umbrella on top of his head, but Li Xueying didn't even feel it.He only knew that it was summer, but his body was cold, and he even broke out in a cold sweat.

He has never enjoyed the sunshine in his life, and he has never longed for the warmth of the sun shining on his body like this moment.

"Aying!" Xin Mo finally grabbed him, "Be more energetic, it seems like you've lost your mind."

The two had reached the end of the street, and there were exquisite ice cream shops on both sides. Li Xueying squatted down and hugged her knees, breathing hard.

Xin Mo was startled and frightened, afraid that Li Xueying would feel uncomfortable, so he immediately knelt down to hug him, but was pushed away by Li Xueying.

"I just want to calm down for a moment." His thin white hands pressed against Xin Mo's chest, and he was even more weak at the moment.

Xin Mo felt distressed, wrapped his cold hand in his broad palm, and stroked his back with the other hand.He is not a stable man, let alone speak his own words, until now he hates his clumsy speech, and he doesn't even know how to make Li Xueying feel better.

He could only pretend not to care and said: "Don't worry, I have a life to live, and I will fight for you to the end. Feng Qing's death hit the street, I cut off his hands and feet to give you peace of mind, Ah Ying still wants him A pair of eyes and a pair of ears, I can do it for you."

The more Xin Mo talked, the more relieved he became, as if he could dissect Feng Qing's corpse with just words, and his eyes unconsciously revealed a fierce look.

Li Xueying's eyes were red when she raised her head: "I have never felt my own incompetence so personally. My father and sister are in trouble, but I am helpless. Brother Mo, do you understand that feeling? There is no way. There is nothing I can do. I have looked for people, Ji Yao, and even Chief Inspector Xing. But in the end, I can't do anything, I can only helplessly..."

I can only watch helplessly, waiting for the suffering to befall my dear ones.

Li Xueying's words made Xin Mo's heart sore, he panicked and hugged him in his arms at a loss: "There is me, you trust me. Ah Ying..."

Xin Mo suddenly let go of Li Xueying, and half-kneeled on the street, with three fingers together facing the sky: "Aying, listen up. I, Xin Mo, swear here that from today on, your parents will be my parents, and your brothers and sisters will be my parents." My brothers and sisters. As long as I am alive, I will protect you and them, if you break your oath, you will die with thousands of swords—”

Li Xueying stood up in a panic, and covered Xin Mo's mouth with both hands: "You are crazy! You are crazy!"

Xin Mo was in a daze for a moment, then suddenly realized that this was the first time he had seen Li Xueying speak unscrupulously, and hearing that he was out of breath, he felt a little joy in his heart.

Regardless of the onlookers in the street, he held Li Xueying in his arms: "Trust me, trust me."

The person in his arms struggled first, but finally fell silent after a while.

Li Xueying's voice calmed down again, but in the calm, Xin Mo heard a different kind of solemnity: "Brother Mo, I believe in you. But I don't want you to intervene too much for me, just stay with me , There are only more troubles. You are too desperate, and I don’t even want you to know unless it is a last resort. "

Xin Mo was about to speak, but Li Xueying had already stood up and picked up the parasol on the ground.

He pressed his two fingers together on Xin Mo's lips: "Shut up, go home first. If you have anything to say, talk on the way."

The onlookers who watched the excitement gradually dispersed, and Xin Mo was rarely silent when he saw him. When the two of them got on the motorcycle, he finally couldn't help it.

"What do you mean you don't want me to know, and what do you mean trouble? Ah Ying, if you're afraid of owing me a debt of favor..."

"Brother Mo, shut up." Li Xueying hugged his waist tightly behind her, and put her side face on his broad and strong back, "There are some things that I would rather you never understand, but I hope you can understand. Blindly relying on it will bring you into a disadvantageous situation. If that's the case, I don't deserve to talk to you."

It was as if a ball of cotton was stuffed into his chest, and the cotton was filled with heavy moisture.

Xin Mo opened his mouth against the wind, wanting to say something, but only the cold wind filled his lungs.

From the flustered and excited Li Xueying just after listening to Yang Shouqian's words, to now calm but absent-minded, Xin Mo could see that he needed time to be alone, think, and digest.

After saying goodbye to Li Xueying, he didn't linger any longer, he just smoked a cigarette quietly downstairs, looked up at the half-opened window of Li Xueying's room, and the swaying screen.

After finishing a cigarette, he got on the motorcycle and received a call from Liu Fangfang.

As soon as he hurried back, he saw Liu Fangfang was already watching from the door, and even moved out of the pony stool to squat, looking like he was waiting for a rabbit.

Xin Mo thought it was funny, before he took off his helmet and stepped forward to tease him, Liu Fangfang couldn't wait to jump up from the stool, as if there was a fire behind him, and ran straight towards Xin Mo.

"Brother Mo, it's really bad this time. Feng Qingren went to the New Territories and talked to people from Whitehall. He seemed to be a British guy. I couldn't enter the building, but I saw someone from ICAC downstairs. I just took a second look. The one sitting in the car seems to be Mr. Li." Liu Fangfang said as he followed Xin Mo to the house quickly, almost gesticulating with his hands and feet, "I'm afraid we have been thinking wrong all this time. Feng Qing, in addition to Xing Shihuai, the chief inspector of Zonghua, also Hugged the thigh of the British. No matter how high the authority of ICAC is, it still talks about evidence, and there are people who dare not offend at present. Brother Mo, I am afraid that Mr. Li was taken away by ICAC people. It is hard to say whether Feng Qing is a ghost. You Do you want to inform sister-in-law immediately?"

The more Xin Mo listened, the darker his face became, and in the end the expression on his entire face was almost ferocious.After hearing the last word, he lifted his foot and kicked the pony stool beside him, and yelled at his old mother, it could be seen that he was really angry.

Liu Fangfang held his breath and didn't dare to say much. He had never seen Xin Molei get angry.

"Bring the guy, I'll meet Feng Qing, you go to Ah Ying and keep an eye on him." Xin Mo hurried upstairs in two or three steps.

He took out a small pocket pistol from a drawer and stuck it under his waist belt. When going downstairs, he supported the railing and jumped directly from the second floor. He rushed onto the motorcycle in two or three steps, and left again.