Ye Wei smiled and ran her fingers across Mo Jue's face, teasingly and a little bit sarcastically, "It's rare, beauty, you are much more honest. [Source of this book www.
Mo Jue lowered his eyes to look at the woman in his arms and sneered, "I'm not like you, and I'm never sincere!"
From the moment he met her to the present, except for seeing her true nature during the first fight, the Ye Wei he saw always wore a charming mask.
light.
Some are seductive, some are clear, some are domineering, and some are soft, but they are all a kind of performance. He rarely sees the truth in her eyes, but he does... Mo Jue is very unwilling and feels very sad.
I am not angry, and I always keep this kind of depression deeply stored up, because I understand that if any of them is true, they will be finished.
She has always guarded her bottom line, not letting him cross it. Sometimes he feels that Ye Wei is really smart. She looks very smart. She does not hesitate to show her intelligence in every move and gesture, which makes people feel that she is very sharp.
, does not know how to restrain, such a person, no matter how smart he is, has a limit, but she is not, she shows it deliberately, her calmness and intelligence are much deeper than what she shows.[
No one understands her position better than her, and no one knows what she wants better than her. If you don't treat her sincerely, don't expect her to treat you sincerely. If you can't get her wholehearted trust, she and you will be together.
There is always a layer of veil between them.
This was the feeling between him and her. She didn't believe him, so she would never get close to him, nor would she let him get close. Even if she did occasionally, it was some specious emotion, like seeing flowers in the smoke.
He knew better than ever that this woman was like a floating cloud that would not stay for anyone, but he desperately wanted to pick off this floating cloud. He couldn't think of anything better than keeping her in one place.
Method.
Every time he felt that she was approaching him, she would always pour a basin of cold water on him, chilling all his thoughts. So, he hated this feeling. He was Mo Jue, how could he be controlled by someone?
Pass?
He must be in control of everything. He is the protagonist of his life. Others can only listen to him. He no longer wants to let Ye Wei come and go as she pleases. When he was at the beach villa, he had made up his mind, step by step.
, broke her wings.
No matter what the cost, even if she hates him.
Anyway, this woman won't love anyone, and she won't trust anyone except those in the No. 1 terrorist organization, let alone trust him, so why should he be merciful.
Simply, destroy everything!
The more I am with her, the clearer my thoughts of destruction together become. It seems that I can't wait to hold her captive, drag her to fall into hell together, hurt her, and hurt myself.
Ye Wei looked at him silently and suddenly changed the topic, "Do you think there will be an ice cellar here?"
Otherwise, why is it so cold? The temperature is very strange. Autumn in London is cold, but here it is bitingly cold, and the cold wind blows in waves, which makes it feel a bit like hell.
Mo Jue looked around, his lips pursed into a straight line, showing no emotion or anger. Ye Wei didn't bother to care, and looked up at the original painting on the wall. This painting... The target of tonight's competition is this painting. Now he and
She was still hugging each other, both of them were a little greedy for each other's warmth, but how cold it would be if they started to use their hands soon? The silver needle in her hand was ready to be shot, and with her two legs and one arm, there was no way she could win.
She didn't want to lose this painting.
Mo Jue also followed her gaze and looked at the paintings on the wall. He snorted coldly and asked, "Are you really going to go against me?"
"It's you who wants to go against me." Ye Wei smiled, leaned against him, and traced circles on his chest with her long fingers, as if she was writing something or seducing him. She looked very charming.
, "You know that I am determined to get this painting. I have no experience of losing it when I come out of the mountain. I am not going to make an exception this time. Of course, if you can take it away from me, we will deal with it differently."
"With your poor body now?" Mo Jue held her hand that was causing trouble, slightly hooked up his lips, brewing a storm in his purple eyes, sarcastically mercilessly, "You are no match for me even if your two arms are intact, and one arm is...
What can you do to me? I have almost figured out your tricks. Mine, you may not. No matter how explosive you are, you are no match for me. Why do you have to get yourself covered in bruises every time?"
"It's not a good thing to be too confident. Maybe the gunfire from above will alert the mercenaries below, and none of us will have to fight for it. We will all die here. Is this a good result?" Ye Wei smiled.
He said, gently breaking away from his hand.
"That's good, at least you can't go anywhere." Mo Jue miraculously did not deny her words. Ye Wei was a little surprised, but after all, Ye Wei didn't show it.
Mo Jue seemed to be greedy for this kind of atmosphere, and allowed Ye Wei to hug him without letting go. Suddenly, a soft sound came from above the secret room. Ye Wei, and Mo Jue's expression changed greatly. The sound insulation of this secret room was excellent, and the sound was not very loud.
Ordinary people wouldn't hear it at all, but their hearing is very keen and they immediately notice something is wrong.[
It's gunfire...
Who fired the shot?
Eleven, or Yin-mian? There were only two of them up there. They listened attentively and heard a sound. The rest could not be heard. Ye Wei's face turned pale. Eleven was no longer Yin-mian's opponent.
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In addition, Yin Mian is extremely cold and ruthless and doesn't care whether Mo Jue falls dead or alive. However, Eleven will be worried about her safety and will inevitably be distracted. This makes him no match for him.
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Who fired this shot? Why was it fired?
Will it alert the mercenary downstairs? Even if Yin Mian fires a shot, he won't be able to leave. Unless he fights hard, he won't be able to get out.
Eleven, eleven...
Ye Wei's fingertips trembled, and Mo Jue looked at her with a half-smile, his eyes were very cold, "Guess who died?"
Ye Wei's face was pale and her whole body was stiff. She suddenly smiled, and Mo Jue's expression changed. He suddenly felt a very subtle pain in his back, which turned into a sharp pain, and his limbs were numb for a while.
His face was as heavy as Hell, and his purple eyes revealed a crazy murderous aura, as if he wanted to tear her into pieces. He was so fierce, like a wild beast, exuding a terrifying murderous aura.
She was serious about attacking him. As soon as the thought turned around, Ye Wei quickly stood up, and the silver needle landed on several large "points" on his chest. Mo Jue was instantly unable to move, his purple eyes were as fierce as a demon.
Ye Wei stood up coldly and said calmly, "I know I'm not your opponent, but that doesn't mean I can't conquer you? Mo Jue, you are too confident."
"Do you really dare?" Mo Jue's voice was deep, and when you listened carefully, you realized there was deep pain.
"There's nothing I don't dare to do, it's just about whether I'm willing or not." Ye Wei quickly stopped talking and quickly looked at the secret room. It couldn't be that there was no door. There was no door. How could these things be put in here?
There are just traps everywhere.
She was preoccupied with Eleven, and had no time to look at Mo Jue's increasingly cold expression behind her. She calmly looked for the trap. The layout was similar to the secret room above, but it was smaller.
How to get out?
The more worried you are, the more panicked your heart will become.
"Ye Wei, you really want to know if Eleven is dead?" Mo Jue asked coldly. He sat motionless and spoke coldly, as if he was talking about something insignificant.
Ye Wei looked back, showing anger, and said decisively, "She will not die."
"Then why are you panicking? What are you trying to do to restrain me?" Mo Jue asked with a sneer. She could not see the expression in her slightly lowered eyes. If she had seen it, it would have been bloody and cruel. For the sake of Eleven, she would actually do something to him.
Start?
She's going to kill him, right?[
"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you." Ye Wei said in a deep voice, looking for the mechanism step by step. Suddenly, an idea flashed. When Eleven and Yinmian were fighting, it was Yinmian who moved the gem on the statue of the Holy Goddess, and they fell into the trap.
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A hint of understanding flashed through her dark eyes. She stood in front of the statue of the Holy Goddess, replaying the details of their two moves in her mind. She squinted to see the bright pearl. That was the key. Ye Wei jumped up and turned the scepter.
The pearl, the door, opened in response.
"It's done." She was overjoyed, jumped down, and looked at the opened door in surprise. As soon as she moved her steps, she thought of Mo Jue behind her. Should she take him with her? No, if she let him go, she wouldn't be able to leave at all. Mo Jue
Jue must twist her to death.
Just as she was thinking about it, Ye Wei suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind. She was startled and it was too late to escape. She only felt a pain in her neck and her vision went black. She fell softly into a warm embrace.
Why would he be fine? This was the only thing Ye Wei thought about before she fell into coma...
Mo Jue looked deeply at the woman in his arms, with terrifying anger on his face, and sparks jumped. He hugged Ye Wei sideways, and suddenly the secret room lit up, and the dim space seemed like daylight.
A middle-aged British man who was dressed very elegantly and elegantly led a group of people into the secret room. He was fair-skinned, but had a beard. Not only did he not look out of place, but he looked very harmonious, and he looked aristocratic all over his body.
It's bold and elegant.
Behind him were several well-dressed guards, all armed with firearms.
"Second Young Master, we haven't seen each other for many years, but your style remains the same." He smiled broadly and smiled. He was about to hug Mo Jue when he realized that he was holding a woman in his arms, which seemed inappropriate, so he smiled and passed by.
"My lord, long time no see." Mo Jue suppressed all expressions and said hello calmly.
"Who is this?"
"The person who stole the painting."
"What?" A sinister look flashed across Earl Henry's face.
Mo Jue said calmly, "I want this person."
Earl Henry smiled and said, "Oh, then I won't ask. Whatever the second master likes, you can take it as you like."
"really?"
"Of course, thanks to you helping me design the mechanism, I haven't lost a single treasure in so many years. If you like anything, take it as you like. If it weren't for you, countless treasures here would have been stolen." Earl Henry said boldly.
, his eyes glanced at Ye Wei intentionally or unintentionally, and when he saw Mo Jue's eyes darkening, he realized what was going on and stopped looking at her.
Mo Jue raised his chin, "My eldest brother wants that painting."
Earl Henry followed his gaze, hesitated for a moment, and ordered someone to take down the painting. Mo Jue was not polite and said, "I'm afraid I'll have to trouble the Earl again."
"explain!"
"Please help me transport this batch of cultural relics to Sicily. The price will be paid."
"No problem, I will do it as the Second Young Master orders, and I will make sure there are no mistakes." Henry said flatteringly, "If you see what you like, take it, don't be polite to me."
"No need." Mo Jue said lightly, glanced at Ye Wei in his arms, and said to Earl Henry, "Someone will contact you later to ship the goods. You put the paintings together. If possible, we will ship tonight.
The sooner the better.”
"Second Young Master, don't worry. With Henry as your escort, there will definitely be no problem with this batch of cultural relics." Count Henry assured him by patting his chest. Mo Jue nodded, "Then I'll take my leave."
He hugged Ye Wei and walked out of the secret room slowly.
Weiwei, you must not have thought that I designed all the mechanisms in this castle, right?
A sneer curled up at the corner of his lips, and he carried her down the stairs step by step. On the wall, white candles lit up the darkness, and Mo Jue's face was also light and dark. There was coldness and darkness, and the already weird temperament became more prominent.
, even more revealing a bloodthirsty ruthlessness.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the pale Ye Wei. Her long hair was hanging down, and her arms were hanging down. Even with the mask, she did not hide the arrogance between her eyebrows. For some reason, she was in his arms, but he felt
, at this moment, she was thousands of meters away from him.
So close to the end of the world.
He walked very slowly step by step, and the candlelight dragged out a long shadow behind him, which was three parts cold, three parts brazen and four parts lonely.
A very sad feeling.
A man next to Earl Henry asked, "My lord, who is he and why do you treat him with such respect?"
"He..." Earl Henry smiled, "the toughest man in the world."
The man seemed puzzled, and Earl Henry shook his head, "Forget it if you don't understand."
In the woods under the castle, Rong Yan looked at the watch in his hand and felt very anxious. The appointed time had passed and Ye Wei and Eleven were nowhere to be found. Did something happen? Ye Wei and Eleven had no intention of letting Rong Yan take risks. After all,
Rong Yan was not them, but Rong Yan was afraid that they would have a shootout and was overwhelmed with support, so he still insisted on coming. Ye Wei had no choice but to let her drive and wait for the response.
An hour passed after the agreed time, but no one came out, but she saw many people going in.
I can't help but feel worried.
Suddenly, he saw Mo Jue coming out holding the unconscious Ye Wei, his face was shocked...
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Please give me a gold medal. Youmi noticed that Mo Laoer is quite dark...