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When Zhuang Mo rushed to warehouse No. 17, it was obviously not peaceful here, and there were people fighting in the alley.He rushed to the red leather warehouse following the sound, and found that the fight was coming to an end.There were screaming people lying on the cement, and there were only four people standing.Zhuang Mo didn't expect Ren Mingqing to be among them, and he turned out to be the fiercest one.

He was agile and vicious, and he stabbed fiercely with a crowbar. Zhuang Mo couldn't find any familiar look on his cold face.If this man was not wearing the T-shirt and trousers that Ren Mingqing often wears, Zhuang Mo would hardly have recognized him.

The battle is still going on, three against one, and the rest are masters.Blood was also seen on Ren Mingqing, Zhuang Mo couldn't just sit idly by anyway, he rushed up and kicked away a person who was trying to sneak attack him.Zhuang Mo was in poor health when he was a child, and was sent to a temple for a few years. He knew a little martial arts, and he also systematically learned close combat and grappling when he grew up.While dealing with a tough opponent, he kept an eye on Ren Mingqing's situation.

I saw him nimbly jumping onto the box, dodging the crowbar coming from the front, and then circled behind the opponent, staggering the opponent's joints with his back, and his movements were crisp and neat.Another burly man rushed up and locked his throat from behind. Ren Mingqing retracted his chin, grabbed his right forearm and pulled it down. At the same time, he used the strength of his waist to push up—it was an overhead fall.The burly man was knocked headfirst and passed out.Zhuang Mo felt that there was nothing to worry about, so he quickly ended what he was doing.

At this time, the last person saw that the situation was not good, and even took out a gun!Zhuang Mo shouted to be careful, a sliding shovel tripped the gunman, and Ren Mingqing took advantage of the situation and stepped on the gunman's hand.The man let out a groan, and dropped the gun.Zhuang Mo turned over and grabbed the gun subconsciously, Ren Mingqing rolled on the spot, he took the gun in his hand one step ahead, squatted on one knee, and pressed the muzzle of the gun to Zhuang Mo's forehead.

This series of actions happened within two seconds, and all of a sudden, both of them fell silent.

Zhuang Mo never thought that he would be held by his author with a gun in his life!This is too ridiculous. Too many inexplicable things happened on this inexplicable night. Zhuang Mo, who was kept in the dark, realized that he knew nothing about Ren Mingqing and might lose control of him at any time, so he was furious.He didn't even want to show weakness, he just looked at Ren Mingqing coldly.

Ren Mingqing also looked back at him coldly.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Ren Mingqing twitched the corner of his mouth mockingly: "Why the hell are you everywhere?"

Zhuang Mo didn't speak.

As soon as this person opened his mouth, he completely calmed down - he was very sure that this was definitely not Ren Mingqing.

Ren Mingqing spoke standard Mandarin, her tone was always soft, for fear of scaring anyone, and she would never swear.

The person in front of him spoke an authentic Northeast accent, with a deep and hoarse voice, full of swear words.

If the usually docile Ren Mingqing was acting, what about his voice and accent?It cannot be fabricated, they are definitely not the same person.

"Who are you?" Could it be that Ren Mingqing has a twin brother besides that bum brother?

"I haven't fucking asked you yet." The man took the gun and stood up, and frivolously pushed his head, "Kneel down, I have something to ask you."

Seeing the fire in Zhuang Mo's eyes, the man burst into a smile: "Yo, I'm quite stubborn. You think I can't shoot, right?" As he said that, he pulled the safety button and got shot.Zhuang Mo could only see a cluster of sparks in the darkness, and a strong burning smell came from the tip of his nose, and he broke out in a cold sweat.The man shot him at the corner of his clothes without saying a word, without giving him any time to breathe, he was not even sure if this was a warning, this man was too cruel.

"Kneel down." He stopped smiling, held the gun in both hands, and said sternly, "Otherwise I'll punch your head through."

Zhuang Mo took a deep breath, took another deep breath, raised his hands up to give up resistance, and slowly knelt down facing the man.At the moment of life and death, no matter how arrogant his nature was, he would not dare to provoke the lunatic in front of him without authorization.On the contrary, in this unusual humiliation, he was unusually calm, examining that familiar face with a scalpel-like gaze, hoping to find familiar kindness and integrity from it.However, he found nothing.The person in front of him was extremely aggressive, with a fierce look in his eyes, and a cruel cunning.

The man made him submit, and he was a little smug: "I thought the bones were so hard!" But he soon got bored with it, kicked him hard, and completely lost interest in him.After cleaning up Zhuang Mo, the man turned his back and knocked out all the other thugs present with a terrifying proficiency.Then he limped up to Jiang Yong and raised his gun.

Jiang Yong's expression seemed to have seen a ghost.After he beat him up, he let Ren Mingqing take the blame and punish him for him as he wished. However, he never thought that his weak and disabled brother would kill all of De Ge's horses by himself.He squatted on the spot tremblingly, holding his head, facing the gun that was getting closer and closer: "Brother... If you have something to say, talk it out...Brother!"

"Stop!" Zhuang Mo hugged him from behind, grabbed the gun and threw it into the water, "Don't be arrogant!"

Jiang Yong took the opportunity to escape.

Zhuang Mo persisted until Jiang Yong's back disappeared before he dared to lose the man's punches and kicks.The man kicked him hard, spat at Jiang Yong's back, and paced back and forth restlessly.

"What's going on?" Zhuang Mo got up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.Mingming and Ren Mingqing look exactly the same, but they are extremely ruthless.

"Jiang Yong provoked someone who shouldn't be provoked, let the little cripple take the blame for him, and almost got his hand chopped off." The man said concisely, "—fucking son of a bitch, I will do him one day sooner or later! "

He was sitting in the shadow of the incandescent lamp, the neck up was dim, but Zhuang Mo could see his eyes clearly.Those eyes gleamed in the dark, mad and awake.His thin lips grimly spat out the kill premonition, and there was no doubt that he did what he said.

"What about you? You fucking hang around the little cripple all the time. Who are you?" The man narrowed his eyes and examined him.

"Little cripple?" Zhuang Mo grasped this important title.

"Pretend to be the fucker." The man leaned back lazily, "Don't say you don't know who I'm talking about."

"Ren Mingqing." Zhuang Mo affirmed, "Ren Mingqing is a little cripple, so who are you?"

The man looked at him for a while, then smiled happily: "I am his father."

"Who the hell are you?!" Zhuang Mo couldn't help shouting after his patience was worn out.

"What's your name, are you a dog?" His expression changed quite quickly, and he turned his face in an instant, looking gloomy and dangerous, "If I didn't kill you, the little cripple would cry, I wouldn't fucking keep you here Now!"

"Kill me, will he cry?" Zhuang Mo raised his eyebrows, luring him to continue.

"He cries a lot. Cries all day long. Crying and crying, like a bitch." The man scratched his scalp irritably, his eyes wandering from side to side because he couldn't concentrate for a long time, "Jiang Yong wants him to go, he doesn't want you, so he cries too , crying while typing—fuck it, I should have done Jiang Yong long ago, this turtle grandson %￥#￥@￥..."

The more Zhuang Mo listened, the more something was wrong. He had a vague guess in his heart, but he would never say it himself.He carefully looked at him by the dim light: "You know something about him."

"I know everything about him."

"Does he know you?"

"I don't know." The man's expression was mischievous.

"When will you show up?"

The man raised his eyelids: "If you know too much, you will die."

"Let me be a fool!" Zhuang Mo locked his eyes firmly on him, "When will you show up, tell me!"

The man laughed again, a low, hoarse laugh.

Laughing enough, he said: "When he can't figure it out."

Zhuang Mo's heart sank: split personality.

Ren Mingqing is a lunatic with a dual personality.

Dual personality is a serious psychological disorder in which self-cognition cannot be unified and separated into two completely different personalities.This is not just a transformation of character, to put it more seriously, it's like two souls living in one body.

In the subsequent conversation, Zhuang Mo learned that Ren Mingqing's other personality was named Gao Yuan.According to Gao Yuan's self-report, he is younger than Ren Mingqing, about 20 years old, from the Northeast, 1.8 meters tall, has served as a special soldier, is in good health, and has no disabilities in his legs.Because of fighting in the army, he retired early and was proficient in fighting and firearms.Zhuang Mo always felt that Gao Yuan's name and his experience were very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw it.

In terms of temperament, Zhuang Mo found that Gao Yuan is highly aggressive, unable to empathize with ordinary people, and has no sense of guilt for hurting others. He is a typical anti-social personality.Whenever Ren Mingqing is hurt, he will appear.Gao Yuan is left-handed, and when Ren Mingqing uses his left hand, he will also appear, and when he finds nothing important, he will go back.He can't write novels at all, he only has a junior high school education, and writing is Ren Mingqing's business. He scoffs at this, saying it is "a bitch's job".

Gao Yuan is Ren Mingqing's protector and knows all about Ren Mingqing's past, but Ren Mingqing knows nothing about it.For him, his only anomaly is that sometimes time breaks.There were not many times like this, and he didn't care.

They talked for about 20 minutes before they got to the police car.Gao Yuan soon knew who did it, and glared at Zhuang Mo fiercely. Zhuang Mo called the police when he arrived at the seaside warehouse.Gao Yuan easily lifted the crowbar on the ground with his feet, his eyes were murderous.

"If you kill me now, the little cripple will be finished, and so will you."

"I'm not afraid of death." Gao Yuan was rather reckless.

"Why die with me? We didn't have to. You know I mean nothing to the little cripple."

Looking at the flashlight flickering in the distance, Gao Yuan knew that time was running out: "But you want me to die. You want to drag us to a mental hospital, let us be tied up and put in needles like cattle! I tell you, as long as you Reveal a word... I will die with the little cripple. You can try."

The veins on Zhuang Mo's forehead throbbed violently.Gao Yuan knew that he was afraid, so he laughed triumphantly.

"Watch your mouth." Gao Yuan scratched his chin, his body twitched, and fell limply in Zhuang Mo's arms.

Ren Mingqing was still shivering under the crowbar for a second, but when she woke up, she was already in Zhuang Mo's arms, surrounded by people on the ground.

"My God!" he screamed, and fainted again.

Zhuang Mo: "..."

He knew that God would not give him a talented and obedient author in vain. There are not such good things in the world.

Well, now he's a lunatic, what to do?

How to do?