Mo Shangjun thought this was just a simple episode, and he would never meet again after punishment, so he didn't take them to heart at all.
She didn't expect that she would meet one of them... again.
It was almost an hour later. Mo Shangyun was full of food and drink, and strolled on the street. There were gradually fewer people around, and it was not as lively as before, but the stores were still open, and Mo Shangyun strolled from the street. At the end of the street, she wandered back from the end of the street, and directly remembered the name and order of each store. If she dawdled for a while, she even remembered the characteristics of each store owner. Chu.
Of course, even at this speed, she could remember half of it clearly.
Mo Shangjun walked to the other end of the street, there were relatively fewer pedestrians, and with the sudden drizzle, she narrowed her eyes slightly, intending to find a place to hide from the rain, but when she glanced away, she landed on a dilapidated house. In front of the supermarket, the figure under the eaves also successfully attracted Mo Shangyun's attention.
There are two people standing under the eaves, one is a young man in his thirties, tall, with broad shoulders, wearing black casual clothes standing at the entrance, with his head down and smoking a cigarette, his face is hidden under the brim of the peaked cap, so he can't see clearly. his looks. One was in his early twenties, very young, wearing a white T-shirt, with obvious sneering and ingratiating on his wretched face—this man was one of the young people Mo Shangyun had met an hour ago. With the fist mark left by Mo Shangyun, the bruises are very conspicuous.
The two were obviously exchanging something, and the young man's hand was touching his trouser pocket from time to time, and the pocket was so bulging that Mo Shangyun could guess what it was.
It was a ghost, and Mo Shangyun couldn't tell what kind of psychology it was. He took a few steps to the side and came to the grocery store opposite. Those two people could vaguely make out a few words from their mouths, but because they were separated by a certain distance and the light was dim, she couldn't see it clearly, and it was difficult for her to determine what they were discussing.
They didn't stay in place for long, it was like a normal chat. After a minute or two, they saw the young man lead the young man into the door. A thick stack of money was given to the youth, and the youth casually took a pack of cigarettes from the shelf and threw it to the youth.
If you only look at this form, it can be regarded as a very unequal transaction.
A pack of cigarettes isn't worth that much.
However, the young man showed a contented expression, held the pack of cigarettes ecstatically, and quickly left the supermarket.
Seeing this, Mo Shangjun didn't stay in the grocery store for a long time, but walked out the door casually, keeping up with the pace of the young man.
Not long after, I saw a young man turning left and right in the alley, wanting to avoid the crowd and go to a remote place, Mo Shangyun was not polite when he saw that he was so deadly, and immediately did not hide behind, but openly and aboveboard. follow him.
At a certain corner, the young man in front speeded up and suddenly disappeared from sight, while Mo Shangyun smiled and raised his eyebrows, continued walking at the previous pace, came to the corner leisurely, and then turned sideways.
The cold blade was stained with raindrops in the air, and the raindrops fell ticking, and then splashed, and the thin water splashes flew, dyeing the blade with a layer of cold, lingering with a biting murderous aura.
Mo Shangyun smiled lightly, raised her eyelids, and smoothly met the young man's stern gaze. She didn't do anything, and she didn't avoid the sudden attack, but the moment she saw her, the one who attacked her. The young man suddenly stopped his movements, his eyes widened suddenly, staring at Mo Shangyun incredulously, the fingers holding the dagger became weak, and the dagger almost fell to the ground due to the loss of force.
Almost subconsciously, he stepped back half a step, looking nervous and defensive.
"You..." His voice trembled, and his tone became erratic due to his emotional changes, "Why are you here?"
The person who thought it would be difficult to see again, it has only been a long time, but he is trailing behind him at such a time... When the young man thinks of her previous skills, he feels that he may collapse at any time.
In fact, he really broke down too.
Because Mo Shangyun started again as he expected.
Undoubtedly crushed by his combat power, he fought with Mo Shangyun with the heart of mortal death and tried his best to escape, but his hope was ultimately in vain. He was knocked down by Mo Shangjun with almost no room for resistance. The key points were hit one by one, and in the end he didn't even have the ability to get up, and it was even difficult for him to open his mouth and scold Mo Shangyun.
He was in so much pain that he could only try not to scream.
However, Mo Shangyun did not let him go.
Crouching down, Mo Shangyun groped on him for a while, and smoothly took out the cigarette he had previously regarded as a treasure.
"I ask a question, you answer it, do you hear me?"
…
Ten minutes later, Mo Shangyun came out of the alley.
There was a drizzle in the sky, and some raindrops fell in the eyes, with a little coolness, and the infiltration made the eyes brighter and brighter, like black flooded glass balls.
The coat was wet, the color became dark, and the tips of her hair dripped with water droplets. She raised her eyes lazily and looked at the dark night sky above her head.
Gee.
Mo Shangyun cursed in his heart.
Then, she turned around and went back the same way.
Some things, once seen, should not be ignored.
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