"It would be better if I died like this." Mo Li thought to himself. When his hand was twisted behind his back by a dancer who had been showing off her youth unrestrainedly on the dance floor, he acted quite calmly.
Anyway, a small character like him has no importance at all. No one will care about him, no one will care about him. Even if he died here, a person like Yan Yue would not feel any guilt at all, right?
Maybe they will feel very relaxed, maybe from now on, they will never be held back by him, they will never worry about him accidentally leaking their information, and they will never feel uncomfortable because he justly points out their moral corruption and misbehavior.
Embarrassing, and the most important thing is that I no longer have to worry about him taking away Yan Luyi.
Routines and counter-routines, Mo Li felt disgusted and tired of these intrigues and intrigues from the bottom of his heart.
Whether it is Yan Yue, Guo Jiu, or Sun Hua, as well as this wild and sexy dancer, they both probably think that they are hunters and the other is the prey. Sometimes the east wind overwhelms the west wind, and sometimes the west wind overwhelms the east wind.
It’s so boring to go forward and retreat at the same time. Why can’t we sit down and have a good chat?
He shook his head secretly, feeling that the brain circuits of these people were really difficult to understand. But one thing in common was that the true colors revealed were ugly. It didn't matter. No matter who lost or won on both sides, no matter who really had the last laugh, it didn't matter. Although
Having fallen into the enemy's hands, the psychological alienation made him feel as if he was staying out of the situation.
Because of the calmness he showed, the dancer felt a little uncomfortable.
"Don't even think about playing tricks," she warned.
"Yeah." Mo Li agreed: "Don't worry. That kind of thing is boring and I'm too lazy to do it."
The dancer was stunned for a moment. The more he said this, the more she felt that he was trying to play a trick. Because her task was too easy to complete - she knew that this guy had Kirk's blue eyes and the ability to control his mind, so it was best to do it from behind.
Sneak attack. So she made a sneak attack and defeated the enemy with one move. Thinking that this guy might resist, she had already thought of countless counterattacks that he might use, but it was completely useless, just like a punch.
On cotton.
There must be a ghost!
So she used the restraints to carefully wrap his hands and arms several times, and then with a "tsk-" sound, she tore off a large amount of the originally small amount of fabric on her body.
One piece, folded several times, covered his eyes.
Mo Li was always very well-behaved and showed no resistance at all.
After covering her eyes, the dancer let go of his hand. She pulled his hand in front of her and wrapped it around again with the restraints she had just taken off.
It was both careful and cumbersome, and Mo Li couldn't help but feel a little funny: "You don't have to be so careful. If you say you won't do tricks, I won't do tricks."
The dancer snorted: "You people have so many tricks up your sleeves that only a ghost would believe you."
"I am different from those people." Mo Li said: "I believe there is nothing that cannot be solved without comparing our hearts and having a good discussion. Why do we have to step on the bones and flesh of countless people to play these hunting games? Fight and kill.
Killing can sometimes solve the problem, and it may seem powerful, but it will cause many people to lose their lives and bring endless pain to relatives and friends. It is the stupidest and worst solution."
The dancer sneered: "Interesting."
"I'm telling the truth." Mo Li could hear that she didn't trust him.
"Stop talking nonsense here," the half-different woman wrapped another rope around his wrist and pulled hard from the front: "Let's go, let's go!"
So Mo Li followed her. He was blindfolded and couldn't see the road. It was very difficult for him to walk step by step on the ruins, and he even fell twice. The dancer paused, probably because she felt that this move was practical.
It was too slow, and there was no telling what might happen on the way, so she stopped.
She stopped, and Mo Li also stopped: "Are you waiting for someone?"
The dancer didn't reply. She stretched out her hand to feel around him and searched him again. After restraining Mo Li, she took away his beam gun. At this time, she searched again and found only a few folded sheets.
Blocks of paper towels.
"It's nothing," Mo Li said, "Except for the gun, they didn't give me anything."
"Why?" she asked.
Mo Li smiled bitterly: "What you're asking is really heartbreaking."
"Oh my," the dancer giggled: "My skills are very poor and my constitution is weak. Apart from these eyes, I don't seem to have any other super powers. I don't want to give you the equipment. Do you want to kill you?"
Mo Li's heart skipped a beat.
"Who knows?" he said.
Mo Li is not a person who is very good at controlling his emotions. So when he said these words, his voice was full of bitterness - what this woman said was probably right, and he actually didn't realize it until now.
aware of this.
He had known the danger of this operation for a long time, so he still let him participate. Although before setting off, Guo Jiu also stopped him and reminded him that "it may be dangerous", but in retrospect, it was just "meaning"
That's all. If Guo Jiu really didn't want him to come here, as long as he made the pros and cons clear to him, he would definitely not wade into this deep water. And he just said "meaning" or two.
, obviously not sincere, maybe he did it deliberately to show Yan Luyi: "Look, I warned him not to follow me if there was danger, but he still came. Now that he is dead, he didn't ask for it, and
What does it have to do with us?”
That's it. The truth must be like this. Mo Li gritted his teeth and trembled for a moment. They deliberately set up a trap to let him die here, so that there would no longer be any trouble because of him, and Yan Luyi would be completely
Give up this heart...
"Hello?" The dancer noticed something strange about him: "What's wrong? Could it be that I made a random guess and got it right?"
Mo Li didn't answer. He was speechless for a moment. He tried hard to adjust his breathing and suppress his emotions, and then he managed to ask in a calmer tone: "What are you planning to do by arresting me? There's nothing special about me.
You guys should look down on your physique and this little bit of super power, right? So you want to pry some information from me? Information about those people?"
"You are very smart." The dancer praised.
In his extreme mood, Mo Li actually felt that her compliment was somewhat helpful. It seemed that he had never been praised for being 'smart' since he met Yan Yue. "I can tell you whatever you want to ask, as long as