Every day I am afraid that the president will find out that I am an undercover agent

Pei Hang stood on the side of the road for 5 minutes, when a low-key black car drove over and slowly stopped on the side of the road.

The windows of the car are covered with film, and people outside can't see the inside. It stands to reason that they will be stopped and fined and points deducted, but I don't know what tricks the car owner used to make the car show up in public.

Pei Hang couldn't recognize the license plate, so he saw Xie Yiyun get off the passenger first, and then the driver, looking very unfamiliar - nonsense, he went to Tianhua twice in total, and only worked for one day, who can he recognize? ?

But he didn't recognize the other party, but the other party knew him.

And it looks very uncomfortable.

Xie Yiyun stood on the side of the road and said, "Yu Wen, give Xiao Pei the key."

Pei Hang vaguely remembered Xie Yiyun mentioning this name, he seemed to be some kind of supervisor, he seemed to be an old man who followed Mu Ling before he quit the arena, and he could be called a confidant for many years.

The man named Yu Wen was in his thirties, neither handsome nor ugly, but he had no good looks.

He almost threw the key to Pei Hang and said, "Take care of the boss, I won't spare you if anything goes wrong."

Pei Hang caught the key that Hu Hu called with one hand, with no joy or anger on his face.It was very late at this time, and he was standing in the shadow that the street lamps could not reach, his face was outlined with sharp edges and corners, carrying a gloomy and penetrating aura.

Yu Wenwen wanted to say a few harsh words to scare the newcomer, but met his gaze, and was speechless for a while.

It was also the first time for Xie Yiyun to see Pei Hang with such a sinister appearance, he didn't feel that he had been deceived, he was taken aback for a moment and thought of trying to smooth things over.

At this time, the door of the back seat opened slowly, a pale hand rested on the door, and Mu Ling stood up from the car.

He was not wearing a coat, and the white shirt inside seemed to glow in the dark night, and his face was half hidden in the shadows, but unlike Pei Hang, his outline was very soft, cut by the light, and his eyebrows and eyes were as delicate as a painting.

He closed the car door and walked over, with broad shoulders, slender waist and long legs, which is really eye-catching even at night.

A little closer is the baby face without a trace of wrinkles.

Probably because he talked too much in the afternoon, Mu Ling's face was exhausted, his arms were covered with clothes, his hair was disheveled, and under the dim light, he looked like a social animal who just got off work, without even the majesty Yes, the whole person is listless.

The sharpness on Pei Hang's body subsided little by little, and when Mu Ling came in front of him, he almost obediently called "Boss".

Mu Ling seemed to have lost the strength to speak, and nodded slightly, looking at Yu Wen.

The latter immediately became infinitely shorter in front of him, and his whole body tensed up: "Boss..."

Mu Ling made a gesture to him. His subordinates for decades had such a tacit understanding. After Yu Wen understood what he meant, he didn't dare to say a word.

Xie Yiyun said: "Then, let's go first."

Mu Ling closed his eyes and nodded slightly, Xie Yiyun took two steps, turned back worryingly, and pulled Pei Hang aside.

He said: "Be careful. Uncle has hypoglycemia. He didn't tell me. I felt something wrong on the road, so I wanted you to take him to eat quickly."

Pei Hang said sincerely: "Mr. Xie, why don't you explain all the boss's problems at once, lest one day I suddenly have a sudden illness and scare me to death."

Xie Yiyun was also a little embarrassed, thought for a while and said: "There is nothing else, but his vocal cords were injured, he can't eat stimulating things, and..."

Yu Wen urged him.

Of course, he wasn't impatient with waiting, but because Mu Ling's face was so ugly, Xie Yiyun had to stop first, and said, "I'll tell you the details on WeChat later."

Pei Hang kept a sentence: "Aren't you coming together?"

"No, no, no," Xie Yiyun said, "I've been wasting my work for the whole afternoon, I can just use a snack mat in the office, and I'm leaving first."

Tianhua was near Pei Hang School, the two of them left the bike behind, picked up a shared bike on the side of the road, and rode away at lightning speed.

Pei Hang flicked the keys. He touched one just now. Besides the car keys, there were also door keys. It seemed that Mu Ling was going to send him home after feeding him.

Pei Hang felt that it was not easy for Xie Yiyun. His expression was obvious that his work was extremely urgent, and he insisted on guarding the police station all afternoon. If he was really running out of time, he had to give him thousands of orders, as if his uncle was made of glass. If you don't pay attention, it will break.

Now that the glassy president fell into his hands, Pei Hang had a few dark thoughts in his mind, and he pinched them out again.

Leaving aside whether he can beat Mu Ling or not—this guy’s methods are obviously aimed at killing people, and he may have actually killed people—Pei Hang was not particularly serious about being an undercover agent, and he was able to find evidence of their unfair competition. Best, if you can't find it, you should accumulate work experience.Although a fallen Mu Ling was indeed a heavy blow to Tian Hua, Pei Hang would not deliberately murder him for this.

So when he walked up to Mu Ling and saw that there was really no trace of blood on his face, he was really worried.

Mu Ling still showed no signs of disturbance, and only slightly passed the hand with his clothes on to him.

Pei Hang subconsciously thought of helping the president to hold the clothes, but when he touched them, they felt hard to the touch. When he opened it, Mu Ling held an iron rod in his hand, which was wrapped in the clothes.

Pei Hang: "..."

He almost thought that the president was playing tricks and was going to blow up his undercover dog head.

However, after a closer look, it was clear that Mu Ling had snatched the iron rod from the other party during the fight in the afternoon.

He can bring down a group of people with bare hands, and with an iron rod, he is even more powerful. His movements are smooth and calm, and he is very handsome throughout the game.

But it's not enough to still hold this thing now.

Is this for commemoration or is it not enough?

Perhaps because of lack of energy, Mu Ling didn't have the strength to speak, and his voice drifted: "The director said don't leave this thing with him, let me take it away."

Pei Hang took it speechlessly, and when his hand touched Mu Ling's, he felt very cold.He simply grabbed hold of it and dragged him to the noodle shop.

There were hardly any customers in the store at this time.

Zhou Yan ran back early, but Xiao Shanshan was still there.

Not only is she still there, but she also added a meat clip.

Pei Hang placed Mu Ling opposite her, and Xiao Shanshan greeted him absently.

Mu Ling also ordered the signature yellow croaker noodles. Pei Hang went to the back kitchen to tell him not to add pepper, and went to help Mr. Mu with the bowls and chopsticks.

"To bother you." Mu Ling said politely.

Xiao Shanshan couldn't taste the taste of pasta, so she dipped the Rougamo in the remaining soup from the topping and looked up at him.

"Don't bother." She replied suspiciously.

Their school has two campuses. Most of the campuses where Pei Hang is located are performing arts colleges, and there are many good-looking people. Even a beauty like Xiao Shanshan is not very eye-catching when eating near the school.

But as soon as Mu Ling came in, their table received much more attention than before.

Pei Hang sat down next to him, and soon the noodles came, a big steaming bowl, the soup was milky white, fish meat and young bamboo shoots and side dishes were covered on the noodles, a big ball of steam was steaming when he picked it up with chopsticks.

Pei Hang took a small bowl and put some noodles in, filled another half bowl of soup, scooped it a few times and pushed it to Mu Ling.

Xiao Shanshan had already finished eating, and she was not in a hurry to leave. She sat on the opposite side and pondered for a while, then suddenly said, "I want to change my department."

Pei Hang ordered another bowl and continued to give Mu Ling cold noodles. Hearing this, his men paused: "Why?"

Xiao Shanshan said: "When I saw your roommate's miserable situation, I could imagine that three years later, I would lose the most precious things like him."

Pei Hang thought of seeing Zhou Yan pretending to be dead every day when he went home, so he couldn't help asking: "Could it be the hope of life?"

Xiao Shanshan said sadly, "It's the hair."

Pei Hang...Pei Hang was unable to refute.

Mu Ling turned a deaf ear and concentrated on eating noodles.

Xiao Shanshan said: "I think I can also rely on my face to make a living. To be honest, every time I go out to eat, there are people peeking at me."

Pei Hang said: "If someone eats from six o'clock to nine o'clock without an intermission, I can't help but peek."

Mu Ling choked on the soup.

Pei Hang obeyed him, Xiao Shanshan ignored his words, clenched her right fist into the palm of her left, and said, "I want to debut."

Pei Hang almost said yes, my elder brother welcomes you.

After all, Lian Rong still mentions this from time to time, which annoys him very much.

At any rate, at the last moment, he remembered who was sitting next to him. Even if he wanted to accept someone, he couldn't turn to Dongsheng. After two seconds of silence, he turned around unwillingly and asked, "Boss, what do you think?"

Xiao Shanshan naturally didn't associate this baby face with the legendary President Tianhua, but Mu Ling swallowed the food in his mouth, looked at the girl unhurriedly, shook his head slightly, and said softly: "You don't want to be a girl?" Suitable."

Xiao Shanshan said: "Why? My face is bad? Everyone says I look like a model."

... ... how to describe it.

Before Pei Hang complained, Mu Ling said unhurriedly, "You are too aggressive and not suitable."

This time not only Pei Hang, but also Xiao Shanshan showed a puzzled expression.

But Mu Ling stopped talking, pushed the empty bowl, and took the second small bowl Pei Hang prepared for him—that attitude was very natural, Pei Hang was stunned for a moment, and quickly continued to help him choose noodles.

When they finally left, the noodle shop was almost closed.

This is the back door of the school, and Xiao Shanshan didn't want Pei Hang to see her off again. The two added a friend, exchanged their determination not to let go of Yang when they met next time, and said goodbye reluctantly in a friendly and warm atmosphere.

When he said goodbye to Xiao Shanshan, the president was just playing with the iron rod boredly - the owner of the noodle shop didn't allow it to stay in the shop and let them take it away.

It was a murder weapon that had seen blood, and Pei Hang felt that he couldn't throw it around. Of course, he didn't think about what to do with it, so he let Mu Ling hold it first.

He was still watching Xiao Shanshan off, when Mu Ling called him.

"Pei Hang," Mu Ling said, "Come and see."

The iron rod in his hand became two halves.

Pei Hang: "..."

Mu Ling's eyes looked very innocent under the street lights.

"This one can be taken apart," he said.

Pei Hang raised his hand to the light and said, "There is something inside."

Mu Ling was very active, and directly knocked the half of the iron rod to the ground——

A pile of crumpled change notes, large and small, of varying amounts poured out.

Pei Hang: "..."

Mu Ling: "..."

Silence, silence is the Yangtze River Bridge in the Yangtze River City tonight.

A gust of evening wind blew, and the banknotes and fallen leaves were mixed together, which was extremely bleak.

After a while, Mu Ling finally came to his senses. He remembered something and said, "So what the man said is true. I really robbed him of his money."

He looked at Pei Hang, very confused, and asked seriously: "Is this considered robbery?"

Pei Hang picked up the broken banknotes one by one, counted them and found that there was only one pack of cigarettes, he stuffed the stack of money into Mu Ling's jacket pocket.Then I used my limited legal knowledge to think carefully, and answered the president:

"No, this is your labor income."