Dance Solo

Chapter 21: 20. The Fear of Song

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When Wang Wu suddenly heard this, he didn't react. When he understood, Xie Zhiwu had already lost patience with his slow response. "Mo Jingyao, let's go."

After talking about pulling Mo Jingyao, he was about to leave, but there were a few people around who were holding guns but didn’t know what to do. Their guns were staring at the two, but their eyes kept turning towards the boss’s face. Look up.

One is to rely on the rice bowl to eat, not to offend, and the other is the one who can’t afford to offend at all.

It's harder to be a subordinate these days than it is to kill someone.

Wang Wu grabbed a smile, "Miss Xie, if there are some things that have nothing to do with you, then don't intervene. You won't get the head hurt, and you won't be profitable."

"Do you mean you tied me up and didn't allow me to speak? Do you want to greet you with a smile on your face? Do you think I'm so timid and useless, or you think you are so handsome and tragic? Or? Actually do you think you are more intimate than my own father?"

"Of course I didn't invite you for nothing, I said, I will benefit you."

"Benefits?" Xie Zhiwu was unbelievable, "Only you? What benefit do you think I can get from you?"

Wang Wuzheng said, "Hedong for thirty years, Hexi for thirty years. Nothing in this world is inevitable, and nothing is enduring. I said that one more friend is always one more way."

"I'm afraid that if I go on your way, I'm not far from having nowhere to go."

Wang Wu seems to have heard something funny, "I don’t think you are like a little princess in an ivory tower. You might as well say straight to the point. What kind of person your father is? You are probably better than me. It’s still clear, so, don’t pretend to be a good citizen in front of me. Those who thank you, are even less qualified than me."

Xie Zhiwu sneered, "You're right, I like to'dress', but I never pretend to be a good citizen. Even if our Xie family is no longer qualified, it has not fallen to the point where we are wagging our tails and begging for help and can't put up a high posture , You can rest in peace, Fifth Lord."

When the words were finished, the muzzle of the black hole pointed to her temple.

Xie Zhiwu's heart jumped suddenly.

It’s fake to say that you’re not afraid of it. The only other people in this world who are not afraid of being pointed at the head with a gun are the Virgin Mary, which is a cat demon with nine lives. She Xie Zhiwu is an ordinary person. It will be another eighteen years after her death. You can't survive either.

But the best thing about Xie Zhiwu's life is face. Her parents taught her to be a low-key person and don't make trouble, but if she gets offended by someone, she can't lose her face and lose her face. That's why Xie Zhiwu, who was then ten years old, became a heroic enemy of five junior high school gangsters. Although she was hurt so terribly.

All in all, Xie Zhiwu is determined to eat soft but not hard.

"Fifth Lord, why bother with a little girl."

Yan Hui spoke coldly from the side, but did not look at Xie Zhiwu from beginning to end. Xie Zhiwu cursed him in a low voice through gritted teeth: I wish your whole family will always be little girls!

When Mo Jingyao pointed at Xie Zhiwu at the muzzle, he guarded her behind him, "Fifth Lord, you have to leave a way for yourself to do things, and you must think clearly before you act. Think about whether the consequences are you. Affordable."

Wang Wuyi's face didn't matter, "Brother Mo, what do you think I want to do? It's just that the little girl is really not very sensible, so I just educate her parents." He put away the gun, don't look at Yan Hui intently. At a glance.

"I have trouble." Xie Zhiwu sneered, "but my father and my mother have taught me since I was young, and the tutoring is for others."

She deliberately bit the word "person" seriously.

Wang Wu didn't seem to hear her sarcasm, and made up his mind to stop being familiar with a little girl. He handed the gun to Yan Hui, turned around and sat on the sofa again.

"Mr. Mo, I'm serious. You might as well consider my suggestion again."

"I think my answer is very clear."

"It's very clear." Wang Wu smiled, "However, I am not satisfied."

"I'm still not satisfied with your face, can I put you back into your mother's stomach and remake it?!" Xie Zhiwu gave Wang Wu a funny white look.

Wang Wu took a deep look at Xie Zhiwu, "Mr. Mo, it's really a good blessing. Miss Xie is not only beautiful, but also has no two-heartedness. There are women like this, so the husband can't ask for it. But it's too much to conceal the edge, and it is also a kind of Sin, hope that one day, you will not pay for her sin."

Xie Zhiwu was about to refute, when Mo Jingyao grabbed his arm.

"Miss Xie, why don't you come and persuade Mr. Mo. This business is really worth doing. If it weren't for the friendship with the Mo family in the early years, I won't give you back for nothing."

"Don't even think about it!" Xie Zhiwu refused without even thinking about it.

"Oh?" Wang Wu was surprised, "I didn't even say what kind of business it was, so you rushed to refuse it?"

Xie Zhiwu snorted, "If it's a serious business, why should you tie people up in the middle of the night. In that case, all you need is probably the Mo family's power, relationship, and channels. You need to use the Mo family's power, relationship, and channels. Channels can only be managed, and what Mo Jingyao is unwilling to do, except drug trafficking, I can't think of anything else."

Papa three times applauded, "Miss Xie, it really opened my eyes."

"The Mo and Xie family are not allowed to touch poison. This is a rule established over the past century. You should die. If Uncle Mo knows that you are forcing the Mo family to do this kind of unreasonable deeds for you, I promise you will never end well."

"It is convenient for others and beneficial for yourself. I don't understand why you are so stubborn."

"Of course people like you don't understand."

After Xie Zhiwu finished speaking, he glanced at Mo Jingyao, and the two turned and walked outside at the same time. They are gambling, the King of Gambling needs the Mo family's relationship, and the King of Gambling is afraid of the Mo family's power.

Sure enough, Wang Wu raised his hand to stop the men who wanted to stop the two.

"Mr. Mo, my suggestion is effective for a long time. I hope you can think about it again."

It is useless to say more, Mo Jingyao took Xie Zhiwu out without turning his head. When he left the house, Xie Zhiwu thought for a while, then looked back at Wang Wu and said to him, "Fu Ye, in this world, in addition to this kind of business, there are actually other businesses that can be done. In my opinion, people can do it. Do something wrong, but do you know that everyone will eventually have to pay for the bad things they have done. So what you do is not a business, it is a sin."

Sin, is it? Looking at that beautiful figure, Wang Wu had infinite reveries in his mind.

No no, she doesn't understand. She is just a carefree little girl who lives in the care of her family. She has been better than others since she was a child, and has gained more things than others. How can she understand what it is like to be alone without having enough food? How could she understand what it's like to live at the feet of others every day? !

Yes, she doesn't understand. But he understands.

Suddenly, a sharp look flashed across his eyes.

Xie Zhiwu and Mo Jingyao returned home speechless all the way.

I met You En and the sixth son on the road, and Mo Jingyao didn't say much in front of her. When she got out of the car and walked into the house, she finally couldn't help pulling at Mo Jingyao's sleeve.

"Mo Jingyao, I'm sorry." She said incoherently, "I know all the anger you received today was for me. If I hadn't had to follow you, you would have escaped by yourself."

Mo Jingyao lightly pulled down her hand, "It's nothing, it should be."

Xie Zhiwu was about to be happy, but he left a chilling sentence and entered the room.

He said, "Who made you the younger sister of Song."

Yes, she is the younger sister of Song. It doesn't matter what happened to her, if the song is sad, his heart will probably be broken too.

When I got out of the bathroom and got ready to go to bed after taking a shower, I saw Song standing next to the bed holding a pillow. Seeing her coming out, her expression was extremely aggrieved.

Xie Zhiwu knew that her sister was afraid that she would have to be tired of being beside her to fall asleep, so she had to accept her fate and set the pillow for her.

"A Wu, you scared me to death."

Xie Zhiwu sighed and touched the back of Zhige's hand, "Isn't it okay for me."

Zhige stubbornly shook his head, "Don't lie to me. I know, the feeling of being tied up is the scariest."

"Who said I..." She originally wanted to say who said I was tied up, but after a second glance, there seemed to be something wrong. "How do you know that being tied up feels the most terrible?"

Upon hearing this, Zhige turned his back to her.

Xie Zhiwu immediately got up, "Zhisong, get up and talk!"

Xie Zhige didn't know how to lie when he was timid, and when he heard his sister's tone, he sat up honestly, lowered his head and bit his lip, but didn't speak.

"Song of, say, what happened?!"

"I..." Xie Zhige finally murmured under the coercion of his sister, but without saying a few words, he cried out, "A few days ago, I was also tied up." (to be continued) (end of this chapter) )