Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Mo Ziyu looked at the text message on his mobile phone for a long time. The text message was sent by Shu Wei and asked him to meet at a place.

After kissing at the seaside that night, they haven't contacted or met for a whole day. Mo Ziyu knows that Shuwei needs to calm down, and so does he.

So, now that Shu Wei sent a text message, has he calmed down and wanted to talk to him?

Just why I made a special appointment to meet in this place. I'm afraid he doesn't know. I also sent a positioning.

Two hours before the appointed time, Mo Ziyu got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. He changed into a pair of dark blue casual pants and light Khaki shirts. These clothes were bought by Shu Wei at the beginning. He felt that the color was a little messy and was not happy, but he seemed to be used to wearing them.

He looked in the mirror to tidy up his clothes. I don't know if he was influenced by mexiling. In the past, his clothes were always black and white, clear colors and desolate. Now he wears colored clothes from time to time. He feels that his temperament is softer, not as sharp and cold as before.

He was slightly surprised. It seemed that he had changed unconsciously, but he didn't realize it.

What is it? He frowned slightly and thought carefully. It seemed that he could tolerate the noisy environment. He lived in Shu's house for so long. Every time it was time to eat, there was a lot of noise downstairs. Although he didn't like it, he could stay.

In addition, he is more patient than before. In the face of half-aged children like Shu Tong, he can be patient to get along with him and doesn't feel bored with him.

And? He breathed out, and Shuwei's face flashed in his mind. She was lonely and sad, crying. She beat him hard, and it didn't hurt at all. But his heart was a little uncomfortable, so his heart softened.

Mozi Yu took another look at himself in the mirror, raised his hand and cut his hair, and then went out of the door.

In fact, it's still early. He checked the route on his mobile phone. It's not far. It's OK to walk at his speed.

When he went downstairs, he saw Gao Dahai coming out of his shop. When he saw him, his eyes tilted, turned and went in again.

Mo Ziyu looked at his short and strong figure and suddenly felt that Shu Wei was better off breaking with him because they didn't match.

He walked along the street. His outstanding temperament always attracted passers-by's eyes, and there were always eyes stuck to him. Mozi Yu ignored it and walked his own way without squinting.

At the end of the road, turn left and arrive at another street. This street is relatively narrow, but there are many pedestrians. In addition, there are many betel nut stalls on the roadside, which is even more crowded.

Binzhou locals like to chew betel nut. A leaf wrapped with fresh fruit is put into their mouth. When they spit it out, a bright red mouthful looks like dripping blood.

Mozi Yu walked on the road full of "blood marks", frowning more and more tightly. Of course he knew it wasn't real blood, but he felt it was too dirty for him to stand.

Fortunately, before long, he turned around and entered a narrower street, similar to Shuwei's alley, but the houses were not so dense, there were not many people on the road, and the houses on both sides of the street were closed, like houses, but there was no popularity.

He took out his cell phone and looked. According to the route, the agreed place was in a house in front of him, but it was still a little early. He stood on the roadside and stayed for a while before walking slowly.

He didn't know why Shuwei asked him to come to such a place. It's not like a restaurant, a teahouse, a coffee shop, but someone's private house.

Mozi Yu knocked on the door, but the door was empty. He pushed the door in, and suddenly a big net came down on his head.

Mozi Yu reacted very quickly and jumped out a long way without being covered by net. He stood up straight and looked at the situation in the room.

This is a very spacious hall with a big clock on the wall and a row of chairs along the wall. There is no other furniture.

There is a long corridor on the second floor, like an old theater, surrounded by a circle, on which many people stand. Everyone has guys in their hands, some are daggers and some are iron bars. These people wear fancy clothes and some have dyed their hair, yellow or red, which is strange. Tattoos are tattooed on their arms or shoulders. White tigers or green dragons, eagles and skeletons are all teeth and claws, and their faces are ferocious.

Mozi Yu looked around, then heard the door card ring behind him and was locked.

Mixed with a group of tall men, thin Kun looked very humble. He leaned over the railing and smiled at Mozi: "Hey, are you here?"

Mo Ziyu looked at him, "where's Shuwei?"

Thin Kun laughed and spread his hands, "you say that woman? She's not here. "

Mozi Yu understood that it was not Shuwei who asked him to come, but thin Kun, "why do you have Shuwei's mobile phone?"

"You don't have to worry about this." Thin Kun smiled, "I asked you to come because of the last time. The person you hit me ran away last time. This account has not been calculated with you. I have to calculate it with interest today."

Last time, although Mozi Yu hypnotized them to clear their memories, the injuries on their bodies could not be eliminated. After these people woke up, although they forgot what happened that night, they still had something to do with Mozi Yu.

So many people were injured and couldn't hide it. Before the old man found out, thin Kun admitted his mistake first, described Mozi Yu's exaggeration, and said how powerful he was. All seven or eight of them were not Mozi Yu's opponents.

Brother long, thin Kun's father, is also a famous figure in Binzhou. Where he is willing to be bullied, he acquiesced in thin Kun's action, but still told him not to kill people as much as possible.

With Lao Tzu's support, thin Kun took his men and made all preparations. He only waited for Mo Ziyu to take the bait. Now the man stood below and became a turtle in a jar surrounded by them. Unless he had two wings, he couldn't escape at all.

Mozi Yu was most annoyed with people. He turned and left. The door was in vain in his eyes.

"Boo!" A bullet hit him at the foot.

Mo Ziyu turned and looked. Thin Kun held a gun in his hand and put a silencer on it. He hooked his lips and sneered. His face was gloomy and inconsistent with his age. "It's not so easy to want to go. I know you're good at it, but no matter how fast you run, a bullet is fast? "

Mo Ziyu said, "you can try."

Thin Kun didn't expect that he could be so fearless in front of the real gun. It's simply not the reaction that ordinary people should have.

"Try one."

Mozi Yu ignored him, turned and walked away. Thin Kun really raised his hand and shot, but Mozi Yu seemed to have eyes behind him. He knew where he hit and avoided.

Thin Kun was shocked and looked at the man around him. The man received the hint and took out his gun to aim at Mo Ziyu. Therefore, the two guns opened fire together.

The bullets shot at Mozi Yu from left to right at the same time. Mozi Yu gently copied his arm, leaned over, and lay down one, but the other was in his hand.

He threw his backhand and exclaimed upstairs, but no one was shot. The bullets were thrown on the pillars of the corridor and almost disappeared.

Everyone was stunned. Is this still human?

Seeing Mo Ziyu reaching out to open the door, thin Kun suddenly shouted, "if you go out, that woman will die."

Mozi Yu's hand stayed in the air, and then slowly turned around: "why should I believe you?"

Thin Kun took out his cell phone and held it high. "If you don't believe it, you can see it."

It's a little far away, and the mobile phone screen is small, but Mozi Yu has excellent eyesight. The person who saw the screen at a glance is Shuwei. She was tied to a chair with her head tilted to one side, as if she had fainted.

Mozi's heart jumped, anxious and angry, and returned, "where is she?"

"Of course I can't tell you now." Thin Kun is very glad that he has made two preparations. If he hadn't tied Shu Wei, it would be difficult to trap Mo Ziyu today.

Thin Kun took people downstairs and said, "don't move. The woman is in our hands. If you dare to move, I'll have someone chop her right away." Mozi Yu's hand was really shocking just now. Although there were all his people here and guns in his hand, he still felt unsafe.

Mozi looked at him coldly, "Shuwei is in your hand, but you are in my hand. If something happens to Shuwei, you will bury her."

Thin Kun had no sense of security. He stood in the middle of the crowd with a gun. "You don't pretend to be mysterious and shh. It's hard to say if you can't get out."

Mozi Yu hooked his lips and gave a sneer. Suddenly, his feet moved slightly and his body moved. Thin Kun shouted, "shoot, shoot, kill him, kill him."

There were gunshots and his voice stopped suddenly.

After the chaos, there was a moment of silence, and the smoke dispersed. Everyone was shocked. Thin Kun didn't know what, so he came to Mozi Yu's hand. He suffered about seven or eight gunshot wounds on his body, and each wound was gurgling with blood. But he was nothing like anyone, so he earned thin Kun's neck and carried him in the air.

Thin Kun was thin and small. He was carried by him like a chicken. His face was deep purple, and the blood vessels on his face seemed to burst soon.

This strange picture shocked everyone, and the legs that were not strong enough were soft.

Thin Kun was speechless, powerless pedaling his feet, but the strength of his struggle was slower and slower.

Finally someone came back, "put it down, do you want to strangle him? He's dead, and that woman can't live. "

Mozi Yu put thin Kun on the ground. He couldn't stand at all. The whole person slipped to the ground like a pool of mud. Mozi Yu threw him away, and thin Kun collapsed on the ground. His crotch was wet. It was obvious that he had just peed.

Thin Kun was left between Mo Ziyu and the group. The distance between the two sides was almost the same, but none of the people there dared to come forward and drag thin Kun back. In their eyes, thin Kun is equal to Mo Ziyu wherever he is.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "look at him..."