When Mo Wen returned to the room without saying a word, he was drunk all night before he stared at Xiuqi and whispered, "boss, he... Won\'t be angry?"

Xiuqi sneered and didn\'t bother to talk to him.

"That, drunken Emperor..." without the suffocating pressure of Mo Wen, ye Wuchen couldn\'t help but shout "drunken night".

"Don\'t call the old drunk emperor drunk emperor. If someone else is there, don\'t you expose our identity." as soon as ye Wuchen opened his mouth, he was interrupted by drunk Wuye. He waved and leaned casually on the chair, staring at ye Wuchen with a mocking eyebrow, "you have to change my name."

Didn\'t you always call it that before?

After swallowing his saliva, ye Wuchen honestly changed his title, "then Mr. drunk..."

"Stop, stop, what? Mr. Zui is terrible." Zui Wuyi turned his eyes, stared at ye Wuchen and hummed, "change again."

At this time, Xiuqi was really not in the mood to see drunk bullying the newcomer all night. He got up and went back to his room to have a rest.

Listening to the sound of closing the door, ye Wuchen can only scratch his head, "I really can\'t think of another name."

"Call me brother." drunk without night\'s evil taste, "you have so many brothers and sisters, don\'t you want me to be a brother?"

Ye Wuchen was stunned, then nodded and said, "OK... Brother Wuyi."

"What did you just say?" he was satisfied to see ye Wuchen so clever and drunk all night. He looked at ye Wuchen\'s childish face and asked.

"That sniper gun..."

"That\'s yours." drunk all night, "since you carried the gun back, the gun naturally belongs to you."

Ye Wuchen was stunned. A surprise flashed in his eyes, but there was still some entanglement on his face, "but I can\'t use..."

"I\'m sorry I can\'t use it either." he reached out and pinched ye Wuchen\'s face. He was drunk all night. At this time, he joked, "let Xiuqi teach you, if you can get his consent."

After getting drunk and returning to the room, ye Wuchen sat at the table with his head down and touched the smooth sniper gun in his hand.

After Mo Wen returned to the room, he found that Yu Lan was still sleeping. He didn\'t wake her up, but carefully took her in his arms.

"I\'ll help you find out everyone who hurts you." his voice is like the sound of a solo violin at night, hoarse and low. "None will be let go."

However, Yu Lan couldn\'t hear the words of Mo Wen at this time. She fell into a dream again. This time, there was no scenery in her dream, dark or even light.

She was familiar with this scene, but during the time when she had just become a zombie, she was in this time and space where she was reluctant to appear even though she was desperate.

"This is where we should stay." Yi An sat quietly beside her, with light on his body, but Yu Lan rejected him inexplicably.

"It\'s you again." Yu Lan said word by word. She dangerously stretched out the bone spurs of her fingertips and was on alert, "don\'t appear in my dream again."

"I\'m here to help you." Yi\'an sneered, "but you don\'t want to listen to me, and I can\'t... well, from now on, you can hear the sound of water every time your body degenerates, like this -"

As soon as Yi An\'s voice fell to blue, she felt as if a swift river had been injected into her head, which stabbed all the sensory nerves on her body.

"Remember." watching Yu Lan shrink in pain, Yi An\'s pale face is hidden in the dark, with a crazy but happy smile, "this voice only rings three times. When it rings the third time, I will take you away."

The mysterious figure was swallowed up by the darkness, and only his voice echoed here.

"This is the first time."

The pain awakened Yu Lan from her dream again. She gasped and noticed that the surroundings were still dark. The only difference was that she was being held in her arms by ink.

It\'s so warm

Hugging Mo Wen\'s waist tightly, Yu Lan pasted it on his chest and moistened his eyes.

I really don\'t want this thing to worry about, and I don\'t want him to risk her again.

Yi\'an\'s must be very dangerous. She can\'t take him with her.

Then let her rely on him for a while... She won\'t leave until she has to leave.

After all, Yu Lan\'s brain thinking is not as good as human beings. Her idea is very simple. She just doesn\'t want to hurt Mo Wen and make Mo Wen sad.

But what she didn\'t expect was that without her, ink would only be more painful and desperate.

In this world, no one knows what position Yu Lan occupies in Mo Wen\'s heart except Mo Wen himself.

……

The next day, the wind and snow outside were even greater, and the field of vision was almost limited to one meter.

"Can you find a car in this bad weather?" Xiuqi shouted to the drunk at night, blocking his eyes. As soon as he opened his mouth, he ate a big mouthful of snow, mixed with a biting cold wind.

"Even cars are buried in this weather," he coughed. "Where\'s the fool you\'re talking about?"

"Xiuqi, have you forgotten the mobile businessmen who transfer the fixed transaction between the city and the north?" he took Xiuqi\'s arm and drilled back to the corridor. After he breathed a few breaths into his hand, he continued, "what we want to rob is their car. At that time, as long as we solve all the people, the city will not find us."

In order to ensure the connection between the north and the handover city at all times, several mobile merchants will go to the north with all kinds of goods for trading in two days.

"They? This road is really the route they choose when they trade." as the Minister of the Ministry of aggression, Xiuqi knows the contacts of these people from the outside world like the back of his hand. He put his hands in his cotton padded clothes, squinted at the thick snow outside and said coldly, "but they are crazy about this kind of wind and snow."

"Aren\'t we coming?" drunk night smiled. "The sunny days of the previous two days were so deceptive that there were definitely not a few people going out with us."

"People who trade regularly with the north will take a bus every two days under normal weather. We have entered the north for five days, that is to say, on this road, a group of people will be deceived by the weather."

Drunk night is not used to explaining this. He yawned, shook his head and walked back, "no one will come today. Go back and have a rest."

"What if something happens to them on the road and they can\'t get here at all?"

Xiuqi walked on the side of drunken night. He raised his eyes and just noticed that Mo Wen was holding Yu Lan and sitting by the window at the end of the corridor playing with the snow. He couldn\'t help but smoke the corners of his mouth.

Obviously, he also noticed the same helplessness in this scene. He sighed and said calmly:

"Then go ahead on foot as the boss said."