Lost in the world

Yanagawa once said: Tanlang is a madman

The tall, lean man looked like a lion walking on the prairie. He walked over slowly with a careless attitude. He had dark brown hair, a high nose bridge, and amber pupils exuding a sharp golden light.He was wearing a well-pressed black suit with a small yellow daisy pinned to his chest. His meticulous attire seemed extremely inconsistent with his dangerous aura.

The man glanced at the dying poisonous scorpion with a smile on his face, and said, "Don't get in the way. This man, huh...is his name 'Mo Qingxuan', right? I'm bored and just want to have some fun."

He unbuttoned his jacket with one hand, and threw the expensive suit at his feet.When rolling up his sleeves, he suddenly used too much force, and the sapphire-cut cufflinks collapsed. The next moment, his face with a hard and deep outline twisted, his body was filled with cold and rage, like a lion ready to go. Tear off the lazy camouflage, pounce on the prey's throat with a precise and swift bite.

Before Mo Qingxuan could react, his whole body was blown away by a strong and domineering force, hit the wall and fell to the ground along with the peeling cement.

This fall made her dizzy, and her churning chest felt like it was about to burst in pain, and then a salty, sticky smell poured down her throat, and when she coughed out, it was a mouthful of bright red blood.

The man spoke standard and fluent Chinese, and continued: "Your face is really nice. Lift your head and let me see clearly."

He stopped in front of Mo Qingxuan, squatted down|, stretched out his hand to pinch Mo Qingxuan's chin to force him to raise his head, staring at this upright and handsome face with wolf-like eyes.

This is really an embarrassing posture, weak, lonely, and dying, with a layer of dust on the soles of the feet stuck to the sweat flowing from the cheeks.What was reflected in the pupils was a vague shadow, and the eardrums were buzzing. When he was imprisoned by a powerful and savage force, he subconsciously tried to get up with his hands and feet, but suddenly he pressed a piece of blood with human body temperature on his bleeding lips. Rough flesh.

It grinds together, as if it contains some kind of indescribable hint that makes the scalp tingle.

When realizing this meaning, Mo Qingxuan struggled to make a sound:

"Get out, get out..."

Before the weak voice fell to the ground, Tanlang grabbed his neck with his hands, like picking up a little beast that had been abused, and pressed him against the wall, close to his neck, low and magnetic, like a cello movement The voice said slowly: "You are too weak. A person like you does not deserve such a face. Let me peel it off."

Tan Lang's face was so serious that it didn't look like he was joking at all.

At this moment, Mo Qingxuan moved his lower lip, and suddenly opened his eyelids, his chaotic eyes showed a clear and cold sparkle.

Tanlang was stunned for a moment, then his body shook suddenly.Because he felt a cold and hard metal object on his waist.

He found it incredible that he was bewildered by Mo Qingxuan's weak appearance, lost his vigilance, and fell into the trap set by the other party without the slightest precaution.

"Oh, Tanlang, you are right, I am too weak..."

Mo Qingxuan barely stood against the wall, holding the gun he had snatched from the poisonous scorpion, panting with great difficulty, and said: "These hands have held the heaviest thing in those nearly four years, except for the bowls and chopsticks." , only a cup for drinking tea. I have been a canary for so long that I almost forgot that my injury hurts so much."

"It's not fun. Do you have the strength to shoot?"

"Don't worry. My hand is very steady, and I won't let the gun go off."

When Mo Qingxuan was serious, his facial features had a strange and profound indifference and awe.

"However, if you force yourself, I can't guarantee whether your hands will shake or whether the bullet will make a bloody hole in your body."

"You look a lot like him."

Greedy Wolf's eyes gradually became greedy and deep, as if what stood in front of him was no longer the ant that was allowed to be trampled just now, but a lost and found treasure that amazed and obsessed him.

"...What's your name?" He confirmed again

"My name is Mo Qingxuan, a Chinese, a tourist visiting Yunnan."

— that's not the answer he wanted to hear

"I don't want to die yet, I put down the gun, how about you let me go?"

This is an absurd question.

At this time, Mo Qingxuan was holding a gun in his left hand. As long as he moved the muzzle to aim, he could kill Tanlang with a single bullet at any time, and at such a close distance, Tanlang had no chance to dodge.

"You can kill me"

"No, I can't." Mo Qingxuan's consciousness gradually became clear, and he said with difficulty, "I don't do illegal and criminal things."

"If you don't let go, what are you going to do to me?"

The gloomy and crazy Tanlang suddenly turned into an affectionate lover, embraced Mo Qingxuan, and whispered in his ear: "I always drink alone, and watch the video and have sweet dreams. There is a face similar to yours in it." .You stay with me."

Then, ignoring the existence of the gun, he lowered his head and kissed|kissed Mo Qingxuan on the lips under Mo Qingxuan's extremely shocked eyes.

This absurd scene didn't last long. When the lips parted, Mo Qingxuan forced himself to remain calm, and asked with a frown, "Are you crazy?"

His hands were placed between the two of them resistingly, but he felt unprecedented defeat in his heart.Because his emotions, as well as everything he has encountered now, have been led away by Tanlang.He couldn't predict Tanlang's next move, just like Tanlang wanted to use cruel means to peel off his face at first, but now he shows his affectionate face and kisses him like a close person, who knows what will happen next moment What kind of crazy move will you make? !

This feeling is very bad, even flustered, unable to cope.

"Aren't you happy? Hehe, you're just so unwilling to stay with me."

The palm stretched out in front of him fell to the fragile neck without warning.A long and slender neck is exposed in white and smooth, and the posture of raising the head to accept the kiss is like dancing elegant white swans in Swan Lake.

Greedy wolf greedily peeped at everything about Mo Qingxuan, pain, sorrow, dying struggle, especially greedy for his face, greedy for the familiar pure aura on his body.

...the pain continues

The shirt was crumpled, and the hot lips printed on the cold skin, moving down along the curve of the beautiful collarbone.When the two buttons of the clothes fell apart, two thin chains hanging around the neck were put into the close-fitting solid-color vest. pocket watch.

The next moment, the force that restrained his neck was loosened, and Mo Qingxuan's exhausted body slipped down.

"This pocket watch..."

Tanlang's throat seemed to be suppressing some kind of heart-piercing emotion that was sinking in the bottom of the sea and was about to burst out, asking: "... Where did you get it?"

This kind of deep emotion was exposed too clearly, Mo Qingxuan seemed to have won a trump card to save his life, instead he closed his eyes with peace of mind and said:

"I'll answer you when I wake up."

When Mo Qingxuan woke up, he was lying on a big soft dark blue bed, with a faint fragrance of flowers and plants wafting from his nose.The bamboo curtains blown by the wind cast mottled light and shadows on the ground, and the crabapple flowers fell in. He struggled to sit up, and saw that his limbs were still alive, the wounds on his body had been carefully bandaged, and he had changed into a neat shirt and black trousers.

His heart hanging in his throat fell back to the original place, and only then did he have the leisure to look at the bamboo house.

The furnishing of the room is very simple.In addition to this large solid wood bed, there is a bright and clean coffee table in the corner, and a rattan rocking chair is placed under the window.To Mo Qingxuan's surprise, they were spotless, as if someone cleaned them every day, but no matter how you looked at it, it looked like a room you didn't usually live in.

At this time, the half-covered door "squeaked" opened, and the poisonous scorpion walked in with a bowl of white rice.

"Give!"

He stuffed the rice bowl into Mo Qingxuan's hand, his tone sounded very distasteful.

Mo Qingxuan: "..."

That ferocious face looked really horrifying, and after calming down for a moment, he asked cautiously, "Are you going to kill me?"

Which material was solidly rolled his eyes

"Brother Poison Scorpion, I think it should be explained clearly. Last night Ling Xiao opened a big hole in the roof and escaped. I was about to escape when the house exploded - at that time, I was really terrified."

He recalled last night, still feeling thrilling.

"Although I followed you, I didn't intend to kill you. A friend of mine, Xiaoyu, disappeared nearby, and you are the boss of this area. I don't doubt who else you can suspect? As for the batch of goods you mentioned, I don't know." know what it means."

After all, Mo Qingxuan blinked purely and suspiciously, trying his best to appear innocent and believable.

The poisonous scorpion sneered, and then said: "You are lucky, you saved your life."

"Ai~ I don't think so. It should be said that Tanlang appeared in time, and you—Poison Scorpion, saved your life. No matter how you look at the situation last night, I have the upper hand." Mo Qingxuan stretched out a hand , scratched in the air, and said: "My strength is great enough to break your neck."

The poisonous scorpion's face immediately became gloomy, and he sat down on the floor with his knees bent, leaning against the bed, his lips tightened and he said nothing.

Mo Qingxuan seemed to have seen the frustration, consciously made a slip of the tongue, and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry. What I mean is that you gave me an opportunity because you were careless."

Then he jumped out of bed, sat down on the floor, and said with a straight face, "To be honest, I have one more important thing to ask for your help."

Hearing this, the poisonous scorpion raised his head in surprise: "What?"

"Xiaoyu is missing. I'm a foreigner and I'm not familiar with this place. If you want to find someone, I'll ask you."

"You—isn't this your excuse for sneaking into the village?"

"This big brother - the conscience of heaven and earth, this is not an excuse, this is the truth." He smiled wryly, as if feeling helpless, "Although I heard that this is Tanlang's territory, I also heard that Tanlang has rules, I never kill Chinese people. That's why I dared to take the two little girls, Xiaoliu and Xiaoyu, to visit the mountains and rivers here. "

At this time, the poisonous scorpion's expression suddenly became subtle, and he squirmed his lower lip, but he seemed to find it difficult to speak, so he swallowed the words back.

"It can only be said that we were unlucky and came at the wrong time."

Mo Qingxuan was sighing, and suddenly heard the poisonous scorpion say in a muffled voice: "A while ago, on Qingming Festival, Greedy Wolf went to pay homage to friends."

"No way"

No wonder you dress so dignified

After thinking for a while, he thought again: "When you were crazy, you mentioned a person with the surname 'Su' and said that he looked like me. Who is that?"

But the poisonous scorpion suddenly got up and said: "This is not what you should ask."

just leave in a hurry

"Then I'll leave it to you to find Xiaoyu!" Mo Qingxuan hastily reminded.Immediately afterwards, the voice came from afar:

"understood--"

……

The days of waiting are exhausting

For several days, Tanlang unexpectedly did not reappear.Mo Qingxuan was unable to move, so he stayed in the yard to live and recuperate, bored, washed a basket of wheat, soaked it in a bucket, and waited for it to germinate.On this day, he was lying on the rocking chair leisurely, when the poisonous scorpion came to him, glanced at the germinated wheat in the barrel, and expressed surprise: "What are you doing?"

"I'll find out soon," Mo Qingxuan said with great interest, and asked, "Have you found Xiaoyu?"

"Found it, but ran away again."

"What does it mean?"

"Old Dao's family tied up a girl, saying she was going to marry a wife and have a baby, but she was locked in a cage for a few days, and she somehow let her run away. I've been looking for it, but I haven't found it yet, so I'm here to tell you."

After Mo Qingxuan finished listening, his feet fell to the ground, and his face gradually became serious.

The poisonous scorpion thought that he would get angry, or ask some other questions, but no, Mo Qingxuan seemed to be immersed in a negative and heavy mood without saying a word.

The poisonous scorpion is understood as: worry.Mo Qingxuan was worried about that girl.

"Please look for it again. She is only 16 years old, so nothing can happen."

Mo Qingxuan suddenly covered his chest, as if feeling pain, begging the poisonous scorpion in an almost pleading gesture.

"My, my fault, I shouldn't have brought her here."