After a pause, Alex said again, "but I don't have to call them. I think I know why."

"Why?" Qu Yao asked.

"It's not good to put this kind of thing on the surface after all." Alex waved his hand and looked at Mo Wen seriously. "And this matter is very important. No one knows it except you and some people who must participate."

As soon as Alex said this, Qu Yaoyao didn't have a good interface. She looked back at the ink and saw that the ink was slightly undetectable. After lifting her chin, she immediately walked back behind him.

Seeing Alex staring directly at himself, Mo Wen smiled mildly and innocuously, then swept his side eyes around and said, "for the time being, I just want to know when we're going to stand here."

Alex, who was ready to explain to Mo Wen, was stunned and quickly adjusted his mood. "I'm sorry, but it's really not good for us to stand here and chat. I've prepared a rich dinner. You can have a rest first."

"Thank you very much," said Mervyn, with a gentle smile on his face, but Alex didn't dare to relax his vigilance easily.

"I'm so tired. I can finally rest." Yu Lan, who hung around Mo Wen's neck and kept reducing his sense of existence, finally spoke out.

She had been following Mo Wen with her head down before. She looked like a little follower with a very low sense of existence, but as soon as she raised her head, the whole hall was silent immediately, and a few backward inspirations could be heard.

"Zombie!" I don't know who suddenly shouted. The next second, the sound of countless bullets loading sounded, and the black muzzle of the gun was aligned with the ink text on their heads.

Even Alex, who just looked calm, stepped back three steps in a panic and raised his hand to let two guards guard in front of him.

People with higher status always cherish their lives more.

How do these people react like this every time they see her?

Yu Lan reluctantly closed his eyes and looked around innocently. When he looked at the ink again, his eyes were full of grievances.

In fact, she didn't feel any grievance at all at the moment. Since she became a zombie, she didn't care so much about other people's eyes. She was more inclined to the freedom of wild animals than human rationality.

So she was pretending to be wronged, just trying to be coquettish with ink.

Dog food, I'm used to it.

"Blue blue, are you unhappy?" Mo Wen didn't think so carefully as Yu Lan. He couldn't stand the bashful eyes of Yu Lan. He quickly reached out and held her in his arms and coaxed, "shall I kill them?"

"..." just wanted to be coquettish, Yu Lan stiffened, immediately buried his head in Mo Wen's neck and shook his head, "no, don't kill people."

God knows that Mo Wen's eyes are as gentle as water just now. In addition to heartache, they also have an endless clamor for killing.

"Shall I get rid of those with guns?" Mo Wen was still discussing.

His voice was not loud, but none of the people present was a powerful person with excellent hearing. Their faces trembled. Looking at the ink was like looking at another madman.

Of course, Mo Wen is a madman.

"No, No." Yu Lan kissed Mo Wen's ear, raised his eyes, looked at Mo seriously and asked, "I don't like the smell of blood."

"All right." Mo Wen looked a little sorry.

Alex was the first to react. He frowned, finally pushed away the guard, walked forward and stared at Mo Wen. "Mr. Mo, can you explain why you came in with a zombie?"

Not going to explain anything to Alex, Mervyn just raised his eyelids slightly, looked at Alex with disgusting eyes and said, "do you have a problem?"

"You're joking about our safety!" seeing that Mo Wen didn't care, Alex couldn't help getting angry. "It's a zombie and the culprit of our current exile!"