Chapter 49

"It's still long?" Xiuqi sneered, stretched out his hand and pointed in front of the third map. "This place has gone out of China and entered the territory of M."

"God." drunk Wuye raised his eyebrows, hummed and smiled and said, "with M's domestic growth control, we can also establish a sales base there... It seems that Bai envoy is really involved with M state."

"I remember when I first found the white envoy base, it was said that the chief 'clown' of the white envoy was not Chinese, and now it doesn't seem to be all rumors." Xiuqi whispered. He looked at the ink on his side, smiled and waited for him to speak.

"Whether the clown is from m country has nothing to do with us, but Bai Shi's base is too eye-catching." Mo Wen's side face is pasted on the blue ear marks. He hangs his eyelids and seems careless, but his voice is cold and murderous. "Xiuqi, I want this base in the South."

"I understand." Xiuqi's eyes brightened, raised his head and smiled coldly.

"What about here?" asked drunk night.

"I haven't thought of a good man to manage for the time being." Mo Wen seemed to lose interest in these things. He hugged Yu Lan, who tried to jump off the ground to play, and coaxed him in a soft voice, "are you good? We'll go home right away."

"Boss, I have a candidate." Zui Wuyi smiled and approached Mo Wen. While talking, he looked at Yu Lan yawning, "blank, how is he?"

God, zombies yawn. It's so cute!

"Blank?" Xiuqi frowned when he heard the name, and his expression was chilly. "I'm drunk all night. I told you how many times don't mention him in front of me."

"Okok, I know we are the partner, but that guy is now in the place of death and is best suited to manage this place." Zui Wuyi rolled his eyes and continued. He didn't even find that Yu Lan patted him on the shoulder. "And, Xiuqi, he's half your help..."

"Drunk without night!"

"Drunk without night!"

"Eh???" Shuqi yelled at him when he was drunk all night. He had no problem, but why did the boss yell at him?

"Get away from me!" Mo Wen yelled at zuiwuye. He trapped Yu Lan in his arms like a treasure, wiped her hand, and said to her seriously, "zuiwuye has a lot of dirty things on his body, you can't touch, you know?"

"Ao Hoo ~" Yu Lan's wronged flat mouth lies on his shoulder.

"..." the drunken night's heart was broken. He stared, gloated, and coughed, "boss, don't be so cruel... In fact, she is still very beautiful."

As soon as he was drunk, he felt a sharper and sharper look on him. He quickly made up, "no, I mean, her parents must be beautiful!"

As soon as the words were out, he wanted to sew up his mouth. He shook and suddenly felt that there was a feeling of wind and rain.

For a long time, I didn't hear the sound of ink. Drunk without night, I looked up at ink and was surprised to find that he had a dignified face.

"... boss?"

"Lan Lan she..." Mo Wen frowned and pursed his lips for a long time before saying, "no parents."

Since he knew Yu Lan, he found that she had always lived alone and went to school alone. It was clear that the thin and small wind could blow away, but she always looked like she could do it alone.

Every month it seemed that someone would give her a sum of money, but there was no one like a guardian around her.

I remember at the beginning, he racked his brains to get close to Yu Lan. He bought breakfast every day and stood at the alley outside Lan's house waiting for her. Yu Lan always said that she liked the breakfast he brought. She didn't reject that it was given to her by a man with blood on his hands.

"Will you always bring me breakfast?" the little blue at that time was like a ball. She blinked her clean eyes, took his hand and asked expectantly.

"Yes," he remembered his reply.

His ears were pinched by a cold hand, and Mo Wen came out of his memory. He looked at Yu Lan with his cheeks bulging to attract his attention, and suddenly smiled, "Lan Lan, I think of the time when we just met."

Yu Lan looked at him for a long time, reached out and pressed on the dimple on his left face, and then bent his eyes happily.

"Brother Mo Wen, your dimples are beautiful."

The soft and tender voice seemed to blow through his ears like the wind, making the face of ink more soft in an instant.

"Lan Lan." holding Yu Lan's hand and kissing the back of her hand, he was happy from his heart, "I've always... Only you."

"Drunk without night." looking at drunk without night with side eyes, the smile at the corners of ink's mouth naturally changed its taste, "just now I suddenly think it's appropriate for you to manage here."

"Cough, cough, cough..." drunk without night, I want to cry without tears. I want to slap myself in the face, "boss, I don't want to stay in this dead place where there is nothing..."

"Then you... Are you going to refuse me?" the dark pupils slowly dilated, and the ink stared at the drunk night with a gentle voice. "It's not impossible to refuse."

"No, no, no, I promised!" drunk night stepped back, waved his hand and said with a bitter smile, "here... Cough, very good."

In fact, drunk night has no unconditional loyalty to Mo Wen. He regards Mo Wen as the leader because Mo Wen's strength and courage are completely overwhelming.

He will never forget that mowen, a madman, came out of the dead.

"That's settled." he nodded with satisfaction. Mo Wen stroked Yu Lan's cheek and planned to leave here.

"Lan Lan..." when he touched a crack in Yu Lan's left face, Mo Wen's eyes were distressed. He sighed softly, "how long will it take to raise your skin back?"

"Hoo ~" Yu Lan grinned.

"Boss, where are you going?" Xiuqi stood up and hurriedly followed Mo Wen and asked in a low voice.

As for being drunk all night, his face is full of ashes. When he thought that he would spend ten or twenty years in a place where there are zombies everywhere and birds don't want to shit, he would be loveless.

"Go home with LAN LAN." Mo Wen said faintly.

"Boss, I'm sorry you can't stay here now." Xiuqi stepped up to mowen and stopped him. "When we came, the handover city has released the information of corpse tide. There will be corpse tide in District 3 in recent month."

Mo Wen stopped unhappily. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Xiuqi. His voice was cold. "When will the corpse tide come?"

"One month at most." Xiuqi looked very calm under the eyes of Mo Wen. He hung his eyes and said respectfully, "now you can take Yu Lan back to the desire alliance and come back after the corpse tide."

"Yes, boss!" drunk Wuye jumped three feet high from the platform, and the posture was almost pulling the trouser legs of ink. "Let's leave this ghost place first, and I'll come back to manage here after the corpse tide!"