Chapter 265

"Boss, you're going to let him do... Well, what does spy mean?" Zui Wuyi poked his head aside and asked. At present, he has accepted the fact that he wants to return to the sin city of their headquarters. Anyway, it's warm in the sin city, not to mention that Linxue is also there. Why doesn't he go back and run around outside? He's not stupid.

"Yes." Mo Wen nodded, turned and walked into his room with Yu Lan, ready to start packing up.

Yu Lan was still sleeping at this time. Even if Mo Wen sat on her side, she didn't even open her eyes.

Mo Wen looked at her gray face painfully and kissed her on the forehead.

"Little lazy pig, I helped you kill Ye Shu." he fondled Yu Lan's dry hair. Mo Wen only felt that the feeling between her fingers was better than that brought by silk. "Although she didn't kill you, she also did unforgivable things to you, didn't she? If you knew Ye Shu was dead, you would be very happy?"

Yu Lan can't give Mo Wen any reply. She sleeps quietly in bed, peacefully like the Sleeping Beauty Princess in the fairy tale.

It's a pity that no prince can wake her up here. Only a perverted and paranoid man is willing to give everything to stay by her side.

Turning and stepping to the wardrobe, Mo Wen calmed down and began to pack up the things Yu Lan needed.

Ye Wuchen, with a complicated complexion, looked at the closed door of the room and looked helplessly at the drunk night.

"Can I really?" he asked. His eyes were full of anxiety. Now he finally understood what Mo Wen meant by letting him stay in the false desire League for a long time.

"Well..." drunk Wuye, who was preparing food for Mo Wen, rubbed ye Wuchen's head and said helplessly, "there's no way, boss. He always doesn't play cards according to common sense."

"But I..." ye Wuchen bit his teeth and felt very empty. After all, he had never done anything about spies or received any training, "I don't know what to do."

"I think it's enough for you to think you're a fake lust alliance." Zui Wuyi shrugged and smiled, "we won't come to you until you successfully blend into the fake lust alliance, and we won't let you do anything beyond your ability until you become an indispensable figure in the fake lust alliance. You can rest assured, but..."

The turning point of drunken night made ye Wuchen mention his heart. He asked anxiously, "but what?"

"But after I killed Ye Shu last night, I shouted a word 'the God of desire alliance will bless us'." drunk all night, I smiled unkindly, "it seems that it's not the right time to shout."

"Ah?!" ye Wuchen said in surprise, "brother Wuye, why do you report yourself?"

"What's the matter?" he gave ye Wuchen a shudder on his head and turned his eyes when he was drunk. "When did you see me say this kind of middle two?"

Also... Ye Wuchen suddenly had nothing to say.

"Drunk emperor, did you blame Ye Shu's death on the false desire alliance?" Qu Yaoyao pulled Zhang Xin out of the other room and asked excitedly.

"That's right." drunk night shrugged, very happy.

Hearing this, ye Wuchen was still a little confused, "but how do people in the North know that the desire alliance you said refers to the false desire alliance?"

"Because they think they are very smart." drunk all night said happily, "although the false lust alliance is under the banner of lust alliance, the North absolutely knows that they are not the real lust alliance. From their attitude towards the false lust alliance, they should also be extremely defensive towards the 'God of lust Alliance', otherwise they won't stare under their eyelids."

"But..." ye Wuchen didn't understand and wanted to ask again. Qu Yaoyao interrupted him, looked at drunk Wuye jokingly and asked, "drunk emperor, if you do this, ye Wuchen will be miserable. He will be uprooted by the north before he joined the false desire alliance."

Hearing this, ye Wuchen turned white and didn't react for a while.

"I didn't know the boss's plan before." drunk night spread his hand and said innocently, "but the false desire alliance should not be so miserable that it should be directly uprooted. How can the existence that can frighten the north be ordinary."

"So ye Wuchen, next..." drunk Wuye patted ye Wuchen's head and said with a very evil smile, "it depends on your ability. You must live."

Ye Wuchen's face is even more bitter.

"The boss told you to do it is to trust you." Jing Jing also came in at this time. He encouraged ye Wuchen and handed Zui Wuyi a key at the same time. "Zui emperor, you ride my motorcycle back to sin city."

"Yes, but do you have any extra gasoline?" Yang Mei took the key and stuffed it directly into his pocket.

"Isn't there Zhang Xin?" pointed to Zhang Xin who stood at the door and didn't speak. Jing Jing smiled. "He's a mobile businessman. There must be a way to get gasoline."

"You can't bully people like this." Zhang Xin, who had been pretending to be transparent, wanted to cry without tears. He leaned against the door frame and covered his face. A mouthful of blood poured into his throat. He didn't know whether to spit or not.

Qu Yaoyao's ungrateful pestle was watching the excitement. He almost had some melon seeds to satisfy his greed.

"Mr. Mo hasn't arranged my next task..." Zhang Xin can only find such a reason at present. He drooped his face and said powerlessly.

As soon as the words fell, the ink came out of the room with Yu Lan in his arms. He ignored anyone in the room, took the food in the hands of drunken night and immediately went out.

"Mo, Mr. Mo!" Zhang Xin quickly stopped Mo Wen's steps and said anxiously, "you haven't said what I should do?"

"You?" Mo Wen paused and turned back to Qu Yaoyao. "Qu Yaoyao, you continue to protect Zhang Xin and continue to do his business. Just don't let him die."

Huh?

Zhang Xin was as bitter as ye Wuchen. At this time, he only felt bitter in his mouth and wanted to spit blood.

These people... Are all reincarnations of demons? He thought dully.

Mo Wen took Yu Lan in his arms and got into the car. After putting away the materials, he was ready to leave.

From beginning to end, LAN slept soundly and didn't mean to wake up at all.

"We're going to start." he carefully fastened her seat belt, closed the door and rubbed against her face. "Have a good rest. The next road may be very tired."

"But as long as you get better, it doesn't matter."

After taking a deep breath, he turned around, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Drunk night, they stood behind the car and watched the ink leave. Drunk night also waved a "Bye".