i'm in love with the sentinel who wants to kill me

"Each choice over the years has paved the only way to the cliff. ——The end of the season "Irrelevant Records""

After Uncle Zhang drove the car home yesterday, the intercom in the car stopped ringing.

As usual, he drove the car back to Mo's old house early the next morning and waited in the yard to see if anyone needed a car before he delivered it.

After a while, the butler came out.His whole body was full of hostility, followed by a few of his own men, who were aggressive, as if they were going to seek revenge.

Uncle Zhang turned out to be Mo Jiahui's driver. He had been in Mo's house since before Mo Di was born, and was almost the same age as the housekeeper.Seeing that something was wrong with the butler, he quickly opened the door and got out of the car.However, before he could say a word of greeting, the butler saw him and walked over with a sullen look on his face.

"Give me the walkie-talkie in your car." The butler stretched out his hand and ordered.

"Oh, oh." Uncle Zhang quickly removed the walkie-talkie and handed it to the housekeeper. "What about after that? Didn't you keep telling me where to go and what to do on the walkie-talkie?"

The butler sneered and handed the walkie-talkie to the person behind him.

Only then did Uncle Zhang realize that they were carrying large and small bags, all of which were their luggage.

Uncle Zhang: "You guys are..."

The housekeeper gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't realize that you still know how to hug your thighs. You followed the old man to Mo Qifeng and drove that freak, but now he is the head of the house!"

Uncle Zhang: "I just obey the master's order..."

The butler snorted coldly and stared at Uncle Zhang with unfriendly eyes. After a while, he smiled viciously: "Let's see which of us can have the last laugh."

Uncle Zhang frowned, watching the butler leave in silence.

When they came to Mo's house to seek errands, they were all left by Mr. Mo.Uncle Zhang honestly doesn't know how to play tricks, he is always in a hurry, and stays in the driver's lounge when he doesn't get clear instructions, and doesn't go anywhere.But the housekeeper was different. In less than a month, he had a clear understanding of the relationship between the upper and lower members of the Mo family, and he was deeply loved by the Mo family.

They were hired at the same time, so at the very beginning, the housekeeper was willing to ask him to chat.However, soon, he stayed with the Mo family for a longer period of time, and had less and less contact with him.Occasionally, when Uncle Zhang ran into the housekeeper, the housekeeper would deliberately avoid his eyes and continue talking and laughing with the Mo family.

Later, the butler became a butler from an ordinary servant, conveying the meaning of the Mo family and giving orders to all those who were inferior to him.

Uncle Zhang received a walkie-talkie from him.When he took the walkie-talkie, Uncle Zhang was still hesitant, "Okay, okay."

The housekeeper seemed to suddenly recall the old friendship, and he was quite earnest: "Lao Zhang, you can't be a driver for the rest of your life, you have to learn to see the situation clearly. In my opinion, in the future, the Patriarch of the Mo family will have to From the boss and the second, you have to have a good relationship with one of them..."

Uncle Zhang listened carefully to the butler's words, but was stunned for a long time, as if he was digesting.After he understood the words, Uncle Zhang honestly said to the butler, "But I think it's good for me to be a driver..."

The housekeeper almost rolled his eyes to the sky.

He stared at Uncle Zhang, shook his head in disbelief, and said in his heart, what a dead wood!If you don't seize opportunities by yourself, you deserve it for not getting ahead!

A few years later, Mo Di, the youngest son of the Mo family, was born, and the whole Mo family was shrouded in cloud.

The servants began to form cliques, the group headed by the housekeeper belonged to Mo Qijun, and some belonged to Mo Qijin, but Mo Qifeng had almost no one there.

Uncle Zhang still sits in the driver's lounge every day, watching these people rush to the promising future head of the Mo family to serve them attentively, pouring tea and water, and being extremely considerate.He thought to himself:

Everyone is so enterprising.

The Mo family is the most prestigious family among ordinary people, they control the wealth and lifeline of the empire.It can be said that it is the money in the hands of the Mo family that allows ordinary people like them to maintain a delicate balance with special human beings with terrifying strength.

So there are too many people who want to work for the Mo family.Everyone hopes to find a position next to the people in power in the Mo family.

Uncle Zhang saw it all, but didn't say anything.

He is an honest man, easily contented.The salary of the ordinary driver that old man Mo Jiahui drove for him was already very high, enough for him to support his family.

So he has always been like this, being an unknown driver, driving when he has an order, and staying in the room when he has nothing to do. Even the Mo family sitting in the car rarely talks to them.

Until the young master of the Mo family was kicked out of the old house and wanted to live alone in a small house in the south of the city.

That was the first time Uncle Zhang talked so much with the Mo family.Or in other words, he heard so many things from the Mo family.

That day, Mr. Mo and Mo Qifeng came to his home and visited him.

Uncle Zhang was terrified. He lived in a civilian area, and his wife and children didn't take care of them very well. How could he receive the distinguished guests of Mo's family.

He invited them in awkwardly, and brought out the best tea in the house.

However, Mr. Mo waved his hand, "No need, just drink water, we will leave in a while."

Mo Qifeng took out their gifts - jewelry for Mrs. Zhang, a schoolbag for Uncle Zhang's son, and a big red envelope for Uncle Zhang.

"This is..." Uncle Zhang looked at all the things on the coffee table, and began to stammer.In this battle, is he letting himself kill or setting himself on fire?

He's a good citizen, he can't do such murderous things!

But Mo Qifeng said to him solemnly: "I have something to ask you. I hope you can be my son's driver, take him to and from school every day, and accompany him wherever he is going. Except for my orders, anyone No one wants you to leave him."

Uncle Zhang was stunned for a moment.Mo Qifeng thought that he was going to refuse, or felt that the salary was not high enough, and was about to speak again, but he heard Uncle Zhang say:

"……That's it?"

Mo Qifeng looked at Uncle Zhang in a daze, not understanding what he meant.

Uncle Zhang frowned and continued, "On this matter, do you still want to talk about it? You still have so many things?"

This time, not only Mo Qifeng was stunned, but even Mr. Mo was stunned.

This driver... doesn't he know that the entire Mo family regards Modi as a scourge, and any servants will take a detour when they see it?

Isn't he afraid that Modi is a special human being?

Uncle Zhang saw that Mr. Mo and Mo Qifeng did not respond, and his tone was a little hesitant.

"That... I mean, I was originally the driver of the Mo family. I will drive whoever is asked to drive for me. Your... son, he is Young Master Mo. It is not a matter of course for me to drive for him...?" Said After finishing, he looked uncertainly at the two people on the sofa, while hoping that his clumsy tongue would not say the wrong thing.

Mo Qifeng stared at him for a while, then suddenly smiled.Mr. Mo patted his legs on the side, also looking very satisfied.

The old man said to Mo Qifeng: "I told you, among the people who came here back then, only Xiao Zhang could be trusted."

Uncle Zhang listened across the sofa in a daze, not knowing what to say.

After that day, Uncle Zhang didn't mention to anyone that Mr. Mo had come to their house to ask him anything. As usual, he drove the car without saying a word. Then Mo Di went to the small house in the south of the city and never returned. Mo's old house.

When he drove away, the Mo's servants were still out to watch the fun.

The housekeeper put down the curtains, sighed and said sarcastic remarks: "Alas... I told him earlier that he wouldn't listen, some people just don't have a fortune..."

On the night of Mo Di's accident, Uncle Zhang suddenly received a call from Mo Qifeng.

The voice was indeed Mo Qifeng's, and the tone was also Mo Qifeng's, but the content was a bit strange.

Mo Qifeng told him that there is a reception held in Mo's old house, and there are not enough cars, so he needs to drive back to see someone off.

Uncle Zhang felt a little strange at the moment, didn't he let him stay by Modi's side all the time?Why did you let him go suddenly?

But the tone on the other side was very anxious, and it was true that he was in Mo's old house, so Uncle Zhang didn't think about it any more. It was Mo Qifeng's order anyway, so he just obeyed.

So he sent a text message to Modi who was still studying at night, telling him that his father called him for something, and asked Modi if he could go home alone.

Modi replied: "How old you are, of course you can."

But when he returned to Mo's old house, Uncle Zhang saw Mo Qifeng who was already unconscious.According to Mrs. Mo, he was drunk and had slept for two hours.

Uncle Zhang immediately yelled that it was not good.If he had been drunk for two hours, then the person who called him just now must have been fake.

He immediately drove to Modi's school, but Modi was no longer there.

When the Mo family got in touch again, it was the criminal investigation department of the tower that informed them that Modi's voice allergy was extremely serious, and it was a sound allergy without a sound source. He had already lived in the silent room on the second basement floor of the tower.

They didn't know what kind of disease it was and how serious it was, so the staff in the tower who came to explain it told them that hypersensitivity to silent sources is equivalent to the mental illness of ordinary people.

Mrs. Mo passed out at that time.

Uncle Zhang was about to kneel down as soon as his knees softened, but Mo Qifeng gritted his teeth and held him up.

He knew it wasn't Uncle Zhang's problem——

Whether Uncle Zhang's mobile phone or his own mobile phone, there were indeed call records at that time.

Mo Qifeng firmly believes that it is impossible for Mo Di to suffer from hypersensitivity for no reason, and someone must be secretly planning.But he couldn't find out who it was that made the move on Modi.

There are too many people in the Mo family who want to kill Mo Di, and the most likely ones are Mo Qijun and Mo Qijin. However, these two people were in the old house of the Mo family at the time of the crime, and they did not leave. I am afraid that they colluded with each other. special human.In order to compete for the property of the Mo family, the two brothers have already resorted to all means.

Uncle Zhang glanced at the two snuggling children quietly from the rearview mirror, with a smile on his lips.

Their young masters can finally be happy now.

very nice.

The car drove steadily, and gradually moved away from the southern area of ​​the city, towards the direction of the tower in the city.

Suddenly, when driving through an intersection, a car jumped out of a narrow alley that could hardly pass.The speed of the car was so fast that Uncle Zhang couldn't dodge it.

He slammed on the brakes and barely stopped before hitting the car, leaving a long brake mark on the ground.Ji Mo and Modi in the back seat of the car were taken aback. Modi's mental power instantly rushed out of the window and hovered over the entire intersection.

That car was also forced to stop by their car.

Uncle Zhang clutched the steering wheel tightly, his clothes were already soaked in cold sweat, panting heavily in shock, he looked at the opposite car.

The glass of the co-pilot's seat of that car suddenly lowered, revealing the muzzle of a black hole.

"Be careful——!" Uncle Zhang shouted.

Then there was the sound of the windshield of their car breaking, and fire was fired from the opposite side.

Uncle Zhang didn't even have time to unbuckle his seat belt, and the broken glass splashed on him like rain.The rear door slammed open, and Modi rushed out at a speed that ordinary humans would never be able to achieve.

The author says:

In order not to spoil the reading experience in the next few chapters, the beeping will be paused for a while.