Mo Jiu has still not forgotten that back then, she had been freezing and hungry for a whole day and night in the scrap steel factory, and her whole body was cold, but the dagger with the cold light was colder than her skin.
She clearly remembered that the dagger made a few strokes on her fingers, and then nailed one end to the table and raised the person on the hand, as if cutting straw, to cut off all her fingers.
At that time, she was so frightened that she even forgot to resist, she just stared wide-eyed.
Later, every time that scene appeared in her dreams, she would think about it again. She had been very courageous since she was a child, otherwise why didn't she faint from being frightened?
It's just...how could she have forgotten the beautiful voice that she heard before seeing him when Les came later?
As soon as Les's voice came over, the knife paused in mid-air.
Then, Xiao Mojiu felt a burst of white light coming from before his eyes.
In the dim steelworks, Les seemed to be walking in white light. He was dressed in casual white clothes, and his face was unique.
Les, who was less than thirty years old, was as young as a young man in his early twenties. At that time, Mo Jiu just thought, was this handsome and outrageous person an angel sent by God?
But after that, every time she wanted to recall this person's appearance, she couldn't.
Twenty years later, Mo Jiu naturally knew that Rice had put on a mask and changed his appearance.
Even if it covers half of the face, it is enough to make people fall in love.
Brother Ying immediately turned around and saw Les leading two men in black suits, stepping over step by step. His slender figure seemed to have stepped out of a comic book. His hands were in his trouser pockets, and he was slender.
His legs stood there firmly, his phoenix eyes swept over Mo Jiu and Mo Jiayi, as if he didn't recognize them.
Brother Ying frowned, "What are you doing here?"
There was no smile on Les's face, he looked very majestic and noble. He said lightly: "Of course I came to see what you are doing."
Brother Ying snorted coldly, "Then you saw it?"
Les nodded, "I saw it."
Brother Ying sneered, "What? I'm looking for a list for the organization. Could it be that you want to get a share of the pie?"
Having said this, Brother Ying did not look at Rice's cold face, but looked back at his subordinates, "Haha, Rice, who is famous for his speed, ruthlessness and accuracy, actually wants to take the credit from Brother Ying and me.
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"Ha ha!"
Brother Ying's people laughed in cooperation.
As soon as Les' phoenix eyes glanced, it seemed as if a gust of wind passed across their faces, and the laughter slowly stopped.
Brother Ying felt a little guilty when he saw Les like this, so he had to speak loudly: "Les, what do you mean? This is my business, what does it have to do with you?"
Les looked at little Mojiu.
Mo Jiuzheng raised his head and looked at him steadily.
His face was fully reflected in those pure eyes.
Somehow, even though this was their first meeting, Les' heart softened.
He ignored Brother Ying and actually squatted down, stretched out his slender fingers and patted Xiao Mojiu on the head.
At that moment, Xiao Mojiu suddenly felt a sense of shame, just like the stains on his body, which were particularly embarrassing.
Mo Jiu, who was possessed by Xiao Mojiu, clearly felt Xiao Mojiu's emotional changes, and then Mo Jiu was stunned.
