Alien Arms Dealer

"Butler Mo, we really have something to see Mrs. Mo, if he comes back, please tell Butler Mo!" Those people didn't know whether what Mo Fu said was true or not, but they didn't dare to act like before. Anyway, this time the attitude is much more cautious and respectful.

Mo Fu said sternly: "If Madam comes back, this old slave will definitely tell him!"

After those people left, Mo Fu returned to the mansion and reported the situation to Mo Ziqing.

"Have those people left?" Mo Ziqing held the two children in his arms, held their hands, and played with them.

"Yes!" Mo Fu said, bowing his body.

"In the future, during Ah Cheng's rest period, I will drive away anyone who disturbs him!" Mo Ziqing said.

"Little understand!"

Everyone saw what Xiao Cheng had done for the Mo family during this time, everyone in the Mo family admired and appreciated him very much, and when he was busy, he only slept for an hour a day, which really made people feel distressed.

After playing with his son and daughter for a while, Xiao Cheng picked up the two children, stood up and walked out the door, "Xiaochen, Xiaoxi, let's go and see your father, shall we?"

"Ahhh one by one" the two children were very happy, kicking their legs happily in Mo Ziqing's arms, Mo Ziqing almost lost his grip, "You... slow down! Okay, okay, I know you miss Dad very much , but you have to be obedient..."

Xiao Cheng hasn't had a good night's sleep these days because of the mess left by the witch clan. Now that the plague is over, he can finally lie in bed and have a good night's sleep.

In his sleep, Xiao Cheng actually saw some past events.

Sitting among the high-rise buildings, Xiao Cheng smiled wryly. He was used to the life in another world. He actually found these modern buildings a bit unpleasant...

As a bystander, he saw his former self.

The former "Xiao Cheng", who looked like a human being, drove a car to pick up his lover from get off work.

Lu Chen had just got off work, and he was still wearing a suit. A well-tailored suit fit him very well. While driving, Xiao Cheng looked sideways at him. The latter noticed his gaze and asked, "What's wrong? My...face Is there something on it?"

"No!" Xiao Cheng grinned, "I just think you look good!"

Lu Chen's face turned slightly red, "No one is serious!"

"Where are you going to eat today, I'll ask someone to prepare a place!"

Lu Chen was silent for a while, then said: "I'm tired of eating in hotels all the time, why don't I take you to a place today!"

"Okay, it's rare for you to take the initiative, baby!" Xiao Cheng kissed him on the face.

"Drive well!" Lu Chen said angrily.

The place Lu Chen took him to was an ordinary small restaurant.

After Xiao Cheng and him went in, the room was full of oily gas, which made people uncomfortable. Several people on the construction site were seated at the same table, eating and drinking, making a lot of noise.

Lu Chen pulled him to choose an empty seat, and said to the boss: "Boss, two fried noodles, one bottle of beer, and another cold dish!"

"okay!"

Xiao Cheng and Lu Chen were out of tune with the people around them.

"Do you like... this kind of place?" Xiao Cheng asked, "It doesn't look hygienic here, and it's too noisy!"

"I just like this kind of atmosphere! When I was in school, I also liked to eat a bowl of fried noodles in this small restaurant. Listening to other people's gossip, I found it very interesting!"

Xiao Cheng felt quite speechless.

"Why, you don't like it?"

"It's still acceptable!"

Soon, two servings of fried noodles were served.

Xiao Cheng looked at the greasy noodles on the plate and suddenly lost his appetite.

On the other hand, Lu Chen ate with gusto.

"Why don't you eat? Don't you like it?"

"I... don't really like greasy things!"

Lu Chen's eyes were a little gloomy, "I know, we are not the same way, you see, we even have different habits...Xiao Cheng, you always say you like me, why can't you try to change it for me? "

"I don't need to change myself if I like you? Is it possible that I don't like you if I don't change myself?"

"Xiao Cheng!" Lu Chen put his chopsticks on the plate and said loudly, "A selfish person like you doesn't know how to love someone!"

Lu Chen dropped his chopsticks and ran out of the restaurant angrily.

"What is this about?" Xiao Cheng felt that Lu Chen was making a big fuss. They are all adults, and they are not young girls who are in love. They talk about love all day long. It's too nasty. "It's just a little thing to get angry, it's really..."

Xiao Cheng paid the money resignedly, got up and chased him.

Anyway, the two of them have quarreled and bickered since they dated, as long as they coax him more, it will be fine.

When Xiao Cheng chased out of the restaurant, there were few pedestrians on both sides of the street, but Lu Chen was nowhere to be seen.

"Strange, where did he go in such a short time?" Xiao Cheng searched around, but did not find Lu Chen's figure. When he called him, the phone was also turned off.

Xiao Cheng walked along the street. There were few people on this street. There was a garden at one end of the street, and a fortune teller with a stall on the other.

Xiao Cheng walked to the fortune-telling booth, patted the fortune-teller who was sleeping on the table with messy hair, and asked, "Hey, sir! I want to ask you something!"

The fortune teller looked up, with dirty hair and a big beard, as if he just got out of a garbage dump. "What do you want to ask, Mister?" The scruffy fortune teller saw Xiao Cheng's eyes shining brightly, "Whether it's a word test to test marriage or career? Don't want money!"

Xiao Cheng impatiently put a banknote on his table, "Let me ask you, have you ever seen a man in a blue suit pass by here just now?"

The fortune teller touched his beard with an inscrutable look, "The man in the blue suit, there will be three passing by within an hour. I don't know what kind of person the gentleman is looking for?"

Xiao Cheng flipped through the phone, took out a photo, and handed it to him, "Here, did this person see it?"

The fortune teller stared at the photo on the phone and said, "No!"

"you sure?"

"I'm sure! It's really not! This little brother has a strange appearance, but it's a pity that he has such a good appearance..."

"What a pity?" Xiao Cheng was taken aback, always feeling that what the fortune teller said would not be any better.

"Unfortunately, it is a short-lived phase!"

Xiao Cheng resisted the urge to overturn his stall, and asked, "Oh, really? Then, how long do you think I can live?"

"You?" The fortune teller originally squinted his eyes and stared at Xiao Cheng's face in a foolish manner. Suddenly, he widened his eyes and said, "Impossible!"

"What is impossible!"

"Mister's face is quite strange...I feel...my level may not be at home..." The fortune teller hesitated and said, "From my perspective on Mr.'s life, there will be a catastrophe at the age of 32!"

"What catastrophe?"

"Fate!"

"What fate?"

"The life robbery that took your life!"

Xiao Cheng's face darkened immediately, "So, you mean, I'll die in two years!"

"No, no, that's not what I mean... I see Mr.'s life form as a sign of longevity. However, for some reason, two years later there will be a life calamity. This life calamity is actually a good thing for you. ..."

"Damn it! You're playing tricks on me! It's a good thing to kill people! Can you speak!"

"Sir, don't get angry, don't get angry! I haven't finished my sentence yet! Although your appearance is a bit strange, sir, your fortune is very good. You are a man of great wealth, a harmonious husband and wife, full of children and grandchildren, and excellent wealth luck. Simple Speaking of which, apart from your fortune, sir, your fate is really good!"

"Harmony between husband and wife, full of children and grandchildren?" Xiao Cheng snorted, "I don't like women at all, how can there be harmony between husband and wife, full of children and grandchildren?"

Although a woman came to the door with a child in her arms a while ago, Xiao Cheng took the child for a test and confirmed that it was his son, so he stayed with him. As for the woman, he sent her away. , Xiao Cheng will not evade responsibility, but his wife, he will never have one in this life!

"Ah?" The fortune teller stared at Xiao Cheng carefully, and said depressedly: "Impossible, I think Mr. should have three children in his life, two sons and one daughter. I have been telling fortunes for so many years, so I should be right." ah……"

"Really?" Regardless of whether what he said was true or not, Xiao Cheng had some calculations in his mind, and he must not drink and have sex in the future, and he must not have casual contact with women, lest there will be more illegitimate children in the future.

"Yes, yes, I figured it out, sir's husband is a very considerate person with a distinguished status, although he is younger than you, he will love you very much..."

Xiao Cheng finally couldn't help smashing his stall, "You fucking bastard! Where did I get a husband! I never do the next one!"

"Hey, hey, don't smash it, this is my property..." The fortune teller went to stop him, and Xiao Cheng punched and kicked him.

After Xiao Cheng finished beating him, his mood immediately improved a lot, and he threw a few banknotes at him, "Here, medical bills!"

When the fortune teller left, he suddenly said to him: "Sir, for your own safety, you should stay away from that person in the future... Also, be careful of your close people!"

that person?who's that person?Lu Chen?

Xiao Cheng had to admit that the fortune teller had guessed most of what happened later.

Lu Chen's identity was dismantled and he died at his own hands. He was in a low mood and drank his sorrows every day. Later, when he was negotiating business with a client, he died inexplicably.

He finally remembered how he died.In other words, he knew it before, but he just didn't want to think about it. Now that he saw "himself" die again, Xiao Cheng felt a penetrating feeling in his heart.

That time, he made an appointment with a big client to discuss business, and after that client left with an excuse, while he was drinking alone, countless silk threads suddenly flew out from a puppet behind him, cutting his body into several sections .

Without even feeling the pain, he died.

When he came to this world, he met his master, learned some mystic arts from him, and learned that he died in puppet art. As for the person who harmed him, Xiao Cheng didn't want to think about it.

Now that he is in another world and has a new life, why bother with those unpleasant things before!