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"Although I know you're scaring me on purpose, I'm still wondering if you'll leave me in District [-] and go back by yourself." Ming Chen looked at He Wenhan and asked very seriously, "Will you?"

He Wenhan was stunned for a moment and did not immediately answer Ming Chen's question. He grinned and sat down next to him, raising his eyebrows arrogantly: "If you are afraid, please ask me, please, I will tell you."

Putting his cheeks on his hands, Ming Chen turned around and looked at He Wenhan like this, and blinked lightly: "Instead of leaving me in District [-] to fend for myself, wouldn't it be more convenient not to save me?"

Ming Chen smiled suddenly: "Actually, I think...you are not that bad."

It was rare for He Wenhan not to answer immediately, he curled his lips and rubbed his chin with his legs crossed: "Why do you always think that I hate bad people, I am not bad at all, there are not many good men like me in this world .”

He Wenhan glanced at the man next to him, and muttered confidently: "Don't worry, no one can hurt a hair of yours with me."

Ming Chen smiled: "Okay, I can remember your words."

After more than ten hours of flight, the plane arrived at this small island with changeable weather on a gloomy rainy night.

Dark clouds permeated the island for a long time, and the [-]th district at night was so dark that it was almost impossible to see any light when looking down from the sky. Even the only airport was dilapidated.

The moment I stepped off the plane, the humid and cold air rushed towards my face, as if I had traveled from the civilized world to the wild virgin forest. Everything here is primitive, rough, naked human nature and natural instinct.

Mingchen flinched slightly, he was a little bit cold, and also a little bit awakened the restless instinct in his body, a thick overcoat was draped over his shoulders, He Hongxue stood beside him holding his hand. Holding his hand, the man looked straight ahead and whispered: "What are you afraid of, this is where you were born."

He Hongxue pulled her forward with big strides, two bodyguards held umbrellas for them, and He Wenhan and Zheng Bo followed behind them.

Compared with O'Sullivan's palace and villa in the seventh district, the foothold in the [-]th district is probably the difference between the ground and the sky. The heavy rain outside the house kept falling, hitting the glass like a hail of bullets. Zheng Bo stood by the window and knocked on the window.

"The windows of the whole building are bulletproof. The [-]th district is such a place. You may be shot in the head and die at any time when you walk on the road. When you go out, you must not act alone." Zheng Bo looked at it deliberately and replied. Wearing a coat, he looked like the pampered Mingchen.

O'Sullivan was right in saying that when a man like Ming Chen came to District [-], he threw a fat sheep into the wolf's den. Zheng Bo couldn't figure out why He Hongxue had to take Ming Chen with him.

Mingchen wrapped himself in a coat and huddled on the sofa near the fireplace playing with his mobile phone. He ignored the small meeting of the people next to him, completely treating himself as air.

"Who are you sending the message to?" He Wenhan leaned over.

Ming Chen immediately put away his phone and got off the sofa: "Where do I sleep tonight?"

"Show me." The more Ming Chen refused to show it, the more He Wenhan wanted to see it. The arrogant guy snatched the phone from Ming Chen's hand, glanced at it, and threw the phone to him with disgust. Ming Chen, "I have to use my mobile phone to say good night to He Wenxuan after such a long distance, why don't you say good night to me?"

"Rest first, get up early tomorrow." He Hongxue glanced at Mingchen, "Come with me."

There are people guarding the building with guns 24 hours a day. The darkness outside the window is like a dark country where the sun will never rise. Occasionally, there are only gunshots and screams coming out of nowhere. cry.

He Hongxue drew the curtains tightly, and looked back at Ming Chen who was sitting by the bed in a daze: "Go to bed first."

No matter it is compared with the He family in the first district or the O'Sullivan residence in the seventh district, their room in the [-]th district is really simple. There is only a two-meter-wide bed in the room, and there is no hanging on the wall. Famous paintings or high-definition TVs. Fortunately, the room is still clean, but it has a real taste of a small home after breaking away from luxury.

Only one bedside lamp was turned on, and He Hongxue took out the materials O'Sullivan gave them to study again. He Hongxue had read these papers more than once on the plane.

When Mingchen asked Little Black to deliberately release the news that Tyrell had this list, he just wanted to catch the person who betrayed him, but he didn't expect He Hongxue to be so caring and wanted to use this alliance to fight against the royal family people to expand their power.

Mingchen lay sideways on the other side of the bed and looked at He Hongxue. He had the impression that the He family had always belonged to the royal family, but when he came to He Hongxue's place, he turned against the royal family. No, to be precise, it should belong to the He family. The previous generation was clan royalty.

What was the reason that made He Hongxue change his position, and even went to the [-]th district in person just to find a way to increase his weight against the royal family.

"Can't sleep." He Hongxue looked down at the file.

"Yeah." Ming Chen simply sat up, looked at the strange room and said, "When you arrive in a completely strange place, there will always be some strange places. Although District [-] is my hometown, I don't have much memory of the past. For me, this is just a strange place.”

"Your hometown is in the remote suburbs of District [-]. Although it is District [-], luckily you were born in the patriarch's family in a small village."

Mingchen asked: "I told you about these things in the past?"

"Correct."

"Being able to tell you about my own family, I must have trusted you at some point in the past."

He Hongxue raised his head, and he glanced at the man next to him: "What now?"

"Do you want to hear the truth or lies?" Ming Chen smiled, He Hongxue is a smart person, there is no need to cover up many things, did Mingchen before give He Hongxue infatuation and true love?Facts have proved that blindly flattering He Hongxue will only make the other party look down on him and despise him.

What is the truth and what is the lie, it's obvious, isn't it?

Everyone knew it well, but He Hongxue didn't expect Mingchen to say it outright. It was different from the "Mingchen" who was used to forbearance in his memory. After experiencing life and death, Mingchen became more straightforward than before. Emotion or opinion is also expressed more than ever.

"I also read the information that O'Sullivan gave. If you want, I can share my views and findings." Ming Chen planned to seek some benefits for himself. For a man like He Hongxue who puts his interests first, everyone recommends it. Opening up the exchange of interests is much more effective than talking about feelings.

"Oh, let's hear what you found." He Hongxue looked at the man.

"There is one condition, you can no longer punish me during this month."

The man who used to be obedient and obedient actually asked for conditions. He Hongxue narrowed his eyes slightly: "How can I be sure that the opinion you give is worthy of the conditions I agreed to?"

"I was the one who lured O'Sullivan in the coffee shop. I don't think the conditions I proposed were very harsh." Mingchen didn't intend to hide his intelligence. Only those who are good enough can win the attention and respect of others, regardless of He Hongxue's treatment of him. Does he have feelings and what kind of feelings, at this stage he will let He Hongxue notice his value.

He Hongxue's feelings for "Mingchen" are not very deep, at least in Mingchen's observation, even if He Hongxue's feelings for "him" are not pure, there are more complex feelings in it that he has not yet figured out, not love , is another emotion.

More like...love-hate?

This is a good discovery.

Staring at Mingchen silently for two or three seconds, He Hongxue nodded: "Okay, I agree to your conditions and tell you about your discovery."

"The information provided by O'Sullivan mentioned that the orphanage was destroyed by fire, but he did not mention what the orphanage looked like. Due to the special relationship of the [-]th District, O'Sullivan could not I found too much information related to the orphanage." Ming Chen pointed to a picture of the ruins of the orphanage on the information, "But look here."

He Hongxue followed Mingchen's direction and looked over. Mingchen pointed to the burnt orphanage ruins on the picture with his fingertips, and said, "Here is a broken piece of sculpture. What do you think it looks like?"

He Hongxue quickly found the fragment that Mingchen mentioned, and it was hidden unremarkably in a pile of charred ruins that had been burned by the fire. He narrowed his eyes slightly: "The statue of the guardian god."

"There is a church in the orphanage, maybe that's why Tyrell likes to destroy the church during missions." Like a mentor, Ming Chen gave the clues he found, and weaved a path leading to him. After setting the trap, he looked at He Hongxue's handsome profile, and was probably thinking about how this man walked into the trap step by step.

"A good discovery." He Hongxue gave a rare compliment, "You are very careful."

Lying back on the bed again, Ming Chen looked at the ceiling and slowly closed his eyes: "I don't know what it was like before, but now, I don't want to be an oil bottle."

"Are you exercising? The effect is very good." A gust of hot air ambiguously sprinkled in Mingchen's ear, followed by a hand gently touching his waist and abdomen through the thin pajamas.

"For the sake of health, the doctor's suggestion." Opening his eyes and looking at the man lying next to him, Ming Chen rubbed his arms against He Hongxue, found a suitable position and closed his eyes again, "Good night .”

Looking at the man who looked like a big cat and sneaked into his arms to sleep on his own, He Hongxue was slightly taken aback. Even though he had taught Ming Chen a lesson, this man wasn't afraid of him, right?

"Good night." Gently stroked the man's hair, He Hongxue reached out and turned off the bedside lamp.