The Emperor's Run-Away Lover

Chapter 18: Going to Ju Feng Stronghold

　　Mo Ziwei gently raised one corner of his mouth, Shi Shiran entered the bar.
　　
　　He turned out to be alone.
　　
　　The bar was very crowded, and there was hardly any place to settle down, but as he entered the door, the crowd was like Moses splitting the sea and involuntarily gave way.
　　
　　"Da——Da——" Apart from the blood dripping, there was silence in the bar.
　　
　　Mo Ziwei carried He Lei's head like this, dripping blood all the way, and walked to the dance floor.
　　
　　Xu Nana knelt in the middle of the dance floor, holding He Lei's headless body in her arms, and her delicate makeup was full of hot blood.
　　
　　This scene, under the colorful lights of the dance floor, looks particularly strange.
　　
　　"Miss Xu, this thing... give it back to you, don't be sad." Mo Ziwei sighed slightly, his left arm shook slightly, and He Lei's head rolled down in front of her.
　　
　　Xu Nana lowered her head slowly, staring at the bloody head. After a long time, she looked up in a daze.
　　
　　She stared at the man in front of her, and suddenly reacted in a general way, suddenly issued an extremely sad scream, and rushed to the other party!
　　
　　"Miss Xu, don't be excited." Mo Ziwei said lightly.
　　
　　With his voice, the hook with a faint blue light, like a living creature, quietly hovered up, just like a viper with a letter.
　　
　　In the electric light and fire, Fu Yucheng stretched out his arms and slammed Xu Nana from behind, whispering: "He will kill you!"
　　
　　"You let me go!" Xu Nana was extremely emotional, and her hair was as if Crazy, sharp red nails clutching Fu Yucheng's arm.
　　
　　Just now, when he was compared with He Lei, Fu Yucheng's arm was burned with large blisters. At this time, all of them were caught by her, and they were so painful.
　　
　　Fu Yucheng just took a light breath, but his arms were like iron castings, and his lines were still.
　　
　　Mo Ziwei bent the corner of his mouth and waved his hand to close the hook lock.
　　
　　"Miss Xu is indeed a beauty, and she has a deep affection." His smile was appropriate and gentle, "He Lei lost his life for you, and it is not wrong."
　　
　　"For me?" Xu Nana stopped struggling and repeated dumbly. Over again.
　　
　　Mo Ziwei tilted his head and seemed to find it very interesting: "... Miss Xu doesn't know yet? Oh, maybe He Lei is going to give you a surprise. In order to please you, he violated the rules of Hurricane Fort and arbitrarily took your sister's The name was off the next month's entry list."
　　
　　"Yuyou?" Xu Nana froze, "He ticked off Yoyo's name?"
　　
　　Xu Youyou next to her face was pale, her body swayed gently. Shaking, almost standing unsteadily: "Sister... Is it because of me?"
　　
　　"If every parking lot manager is as selfish as him... Then how do I run Hurricane Fort?" Mo Ziwei said lightly, " He asked for it."
　　
　　"Yes, I did mention it to him. I was worried about Yoyo, but I didn't let him do this..." Xu Nana shivered violently, and the upper and lower rows of teeth rattled slightly, "but , This is not going to die...you, what do you think of human life..."
　　
　　"Miss Xu, what do you mean-I am Sugana? I admit." Mo Ziwei smiled, "But what about that? ""
　　
　　Xu Nana's complexion was almost as white as paper, and she couldn't say anything.
　　
　　Bai Mo stood beside Fu Yucheng. He stared at the green ghost doll mask on Mo Ziwei's face and frowned slightly.
　　
　　He remembered a rumor, a rumor about Mo Ziwei.
　　
　　...The fallen green ghost.
　　
　　Before, when Fatty Wu mentioned the name, Fu Yucheng's reaction was very strong.
　　
　　Thinking of this, Bai Mo couldn't help but tilt his head slightly and glanced at Fu Yucheng.
　　
　　Fu Yucheng hugged Xu Nana, his eyes fixed on Mo Ziwei, his expression very dignified.
　　
　　Just now, how did Mo Ziwei's hook lock come, and how did He Lei's head be taken away? He didn't even see clearly.
　　
　　It seemed to come out of the air, and away from the air... terrible.
　　
　　Mo Ziwei... What kind of controller is he?
　　
　　Although this man is the owner of the Mo family and the owner of the Hurricane Fort, he has always stayed out of the world and few people have seen him. In recent days, he has uncharacteristically high-profiled, not only in the hurricane fort cleaning, but even personally out of the fort to kill...
　　
　　what on earth did he want to do?
　　
　　Where did he go three years after he disappeared?
　　
　　Why should he imply that others are green ghosts?
　　
　　Is it for intimidation or other purposes?
　　
　　With all kinds of thoughts coming up, Fu Yucheng felt like a mess in his head.
　　
　　"Mo Ziwei, you must not die!" Xu Nana suddenly screamed, "I will not let you go even if I am a ghost!"
　　
　　Mo Ziwei said disapprovingly: "Don't do this, Miss Xu. People die like lights, hope Don't be overwhelmed with sadness and grief. Instead, you hurt your body."
　　
　　While consoling the poor woman, he bowed his head in pity and looked at the stern head: "Moreover, I think He Lei's spirit in heaven does not want to watch It's like you."
　　
　　He sighed softly and slowly bent down, closing his eyes very softly for He Lei.
　　
　　All the people in the bar couldn't help but get a layer of goose bumps.
　　
　　Someone even whispered: "...It's so fucking perverted."
　　
　　Mo Ziwei raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly.
　　
　　The man speaking was a strong man nearly two meters tall, but his legs were soft as he saw it, and he knelt down involuntarily: "I, I..."
　　
　　Mo Ziwei was too lazy to care for him, he crossed He Lei's body , And slowly walked to the boss.
　　
　　"You..." Xu Nana stared at him deadly, her beautiful eyes were full of blood, and her thin and petite body shook like a sieve.
　　
　　Mo Ziwei looked at her with interest. It seemed that this level of pain made him very interesting.
　　
　　Xu Nana shook even more. The strange and terrible aura of the other party made her almost breathless. She wanted to rush up and die with Mo Ziwei, but she was like a fish out of water.
　　
　　Fu Yucheng quietly pulled Xu Nana behind her, blocking her.
　　
　　Mo Ziwei slowly lifted his eyelids and looked up and down Fu Yucheng: "Who are you?"
　　
　　Fu Yucheng stared at the dark green ghost mask of the other party, and Pi Xiaocheng didn't smile: "I'm not the famous green Ghost... It's just a nameless generation, not worth mentioning."
　　
　　Mo Ziwei leaned his head, looking at the other thoughtfully, and suddenly laughed.
　　
　　Then he leaned slightly closer to Fu Yucheng's ear and whispered: "You are very interesting."
　　
　　Fu Yucheng only felt a warm snorkel spray on his ear, which made people sweat. At this moment he fully agreed with the strong man's words just now-this man is a fucking pervert.
　　
　　Bai Mo stared closely at Mo Ziwei's every move, only to feel that this man's behavior was very strange, extremely uncomfortable, and horrified.
　　
　　But this person is very strong, very strong.
　　
　　If this man were to be unfavorable to Fu Yucheng... Bai Mo's left hand behind him quietly clenched an exquisite knife-this was taken from the table while the chaos was just there.
　　
　　At this time, Fu Yucheng backed away slightly and pulled away a little distance from Mo Ziwei.
　　
　　The boss lady behind him was holding his arm, and the whole person was shaking tremendously; while the next devil stared at Mo Ziwei indifferently and vigilantly, his left hand was behind his back, apparently secretly hiding something-there are 9 Handy knife.
　　
　　...This little devil is really a newborn calf, not afraid of tigers. Fu Yucheng sighed in his heart and shook his head to the boy very slightly-don't be impulsive.
　　
　　Bai Mo glanced at him, his lips tightened.
　　
　　Mo Ziwei did not continue to push forward. He tilted his head and looked at Fu Yucheng for a moment, then glanced at the boss lady, and finally looked at Bai Mo, and shook his head humorously: "Unexpectedly, a small ant's nest will actually maintain each other."
　　
　　Suddenly, a harsh sound of "creaking" came.
　　
　　With this sound, a black mechanical bird fluttered its wings and flew into the bar. The shape of this mechanical bird is very old, all covered with gears, and has a certain steampunk style.
　　
　　It circled stiffly over the bar, and finally fell on Mo Ziwei's shoulder, and then "Beep Beep-Beep Beep -" sounded several times.
　　
　　——This is some kind of Morse code, what message is it conveying.
　　
　　Mo Ziwei listened for a moment and whispered: "I know."
　　
　　He tilted his head for a moment and raised his chin at Mr. Wei: "You are Mr. Wei? In the future, you will take over He Lei's Location, responsible for all affairs of parking lot No. 4." Mr.
　　
　　Wei looked pale and nodded stiffly.
　　
　　Mo Ziwei stared at each other closely: "Mr. Wei, there is no shortage of workers entering the factory next month. If there is one less... I don't want to happen today, it will happen again. Do you understand?" Mr.
　　
　　Wei dumb Voice said: "I understand."
　　
　　Mo Ziwei stood in the middle of the bar, his eyes slowly swept across the crowd: "As a punishment for the parking lot No. 4, the personnel who entered the underground factory next month, the working time limit was extended from one year For three years."
　　
　　He looked sideways at Xu Nana: "Of course, it also includes Miss Xu's sister, Xu Youyou."
　　
　　Xu Nana stared at him in a disgraced hair, and his resentful eyes seemed to wish to swallow each other alive. .
　　
　　Xu Youyou whispered: "Sister, it's okay, I'll just go."
　　
　　Mo Ziwei chuckled, stopped staying and turned away.
　　
　　It took a long time before the hum of "buzzing", swearing, and crying broke out in the bar.
　　
　　...
　　
　　That night, Bai Mo was lying in bed and could not fall asleep.
　　
　　"Xiao Mo." In the darkness, Fu Yucheng suddenly opened his mouth. "Are you still asleep?"
　　
　　"...I can't sleep." Bai Mo said softly.
　　
　　"I can't sleep either. Just now, I thought about it for a long time... Next month, you still don't want to go to Hurricane Fort with me. You go to Wu Fatty's recycle bin and give him a fight. Although he looks unreliable, But a good person will not treat you badly." Fu Yucheng whispered.
　　
　　"Why?" Bai Mo was in a hurry, and he stood up. "We said yes, we will go together!"
　　
　　"I used to think that the rumors of Hurricane Fort were all gossip, not necessarily reliable. Today When I saw Mo Ziwei, I realized that... this hurricane lord is indeed very wrong." Fu Yucheng paused. "Entering hurricane fort, it is probably more dangerous than being outside."
　　
　　Bai Mo was quiet for a while, The voice is very low: "I am not afraid, I want to go with you."
　　
　　"What?" Fu Yucheng did not hear clearly.
　　
　　"I'm going with you!" Bai Mo raised his voice sharply, "I'm not afraid of Hurricane Fort, nor Mo Ziwei!"
　　
　　Fu Yucheng was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer. He didn't expect at all that the cold kid would be so excited.
　　
　　He thought about it for a while before slowly opening his mouth: "I'm just afraid that something happened to you... And I won't necessarily have time to take care of you when you get inside. You can rest assured that Wu Fatzi is a good person and he will take good care of you."
　　
　　Bai After being silent for a long time, he sneered suddenly: "So, I am like that parrot? You have grown up for a few days, and you feel tired, just find a reason to throw it to others... is it?"