4 · Chapter 4

metro station

There were fewer people at this time, and Chen Zui, who looked like a college student, was standing at the entrance of Gate No. 2 wearing headphones.

There were people coming and going around, some stopping to search the map, some waiting for people, and some small vendors.

In fact, Chen Zui rarely works in such an environment. He is a mercenary and lives with his team in a lawless jungle where there is no such order and peace.

He would only go when the mission required him to go to the city. Even if he went, he would be completely focused on completing the mission smoothly. It was rare for him to have the leisure and elegance like he has now, to really immerse himself in this city, among the people, and look at the world.

There is no sound from the headphones.

But there was a voice in Chen Zui's mind. Aotian was singing in a good mood. The song was particularly refreshing. After listening to it, he even dared to watch horror movies.

Chen Zui: [Baby, if you sing again, we'll contact each other through the message in a bottle.]

Aotian: [What do you mean? Do you think my singing is not good?]

Chen Zui: [Your singing is not bad.]

Aotian was excited.

Chen Zui: [Your singing is so beautiful that it's affecting my plans for completing tasks to earn you points and upgrades. Don't you want to become an even more powerful leader and impress all the leaders? So let's not sing anymore, okay?]

Aotian thought about it seriously: [Okay, then you must succeed in your mission.]

Chen Zui looked at Jiang Mo who appeared in his sight: [With you here, our mission will definitely succeed.]

Aotian's unhappiness about not being able to sing was immediately coaxed away by him, and now all that was left was high morale for their mission.

Jiang Mo appeared at the subway station looking even more gloomy than before, with his casual black plaid shirt buttoned up to the top button, and a black turtleneck underneath that covered most of his neck. He floated over silently like a dark cloud, his face obscured by the shadow of his hat.

Chen was the first to look away and was fiddling with his phone, scheduling messages.

[Is he really not a ghost?] Chen Zui confirmed again.

[Really not.] Aotian secretly swallowed the slightly doubtful word "right" and quickly checked Jiang Mo's information again to confirm whether he was a human or a ghost.

Jiang Mo finally chose the second option. He wanted to see what the other party wanted to do.

Maybe he could still catch someone.

The strange feeling there made him walk very uncomfortably. If he caught that person, he would definitely make him into a specimen, Jiang Mo thought cruelly, his eyes rolling around, observing all the people around him. The other party must be observing him somewhere.

This guy with a bad taste forced him to take a leave today and couldn't go to work with Chen Xiu.

Thinking of Chen Xiu reminded him of the scene he had seen this morning. What was going on between Chen Xiu and Xiao Heng? He had only been away from Chen Xiu for one night. Could something have happened between them?

Damn Xiao Heng.

There was another name added to Jiang Mo's specimen list.

The subway arrived at the station and the door opened. Jiang Mo walked in with his head down. To avoid any accidents, he still went to the corner and leaned his back, so that he could ensure his safety from behind and observe the situation in the car.

A few more people came up, and one of them, a tall man, caught his attention.

The other person was estimated to be almost 190cm tall, wearing a hooded sweatshirt and a beanie, with wireless headphones on the beanie, and sunglasses. He looked fashionable and youthful, but also very suspicious, as he was covering himself too tightly.

Could it be some celebrity artist?

Because the lower half of the face looks very delicate.

Jiang Mo was thinking that the man had already sat down in the empty seat and leaned back without any other unnecessary movements.

Before the car door was about to close, another tall man got in. His short-sleeved shirt was propped up by his chest muscles, revealing his strong arms. After coming in, he looked around and stood next to the middle pillar.

Jiang Mo's attention was drawn to this man. The man who had cut his neck had a good figure.

Is it him?

He observed furtively, took out his cell phone, quickly edited a message and sent it to "?", glancing at the man out of the corner of his eye.

When the man took the cell phone out of his pocket, Jiang Mo's heart was in his throat.

The man stared at the phone for two seconds and then put it back in his pocket.

Jiang Mo sent another message, and the man took out his phone again, then looked up at Jiang Mo. The moment their eyes met, Jiang Mo got goosebumps.

Caught!

It's him!

I didn't expect it to be so smooth. It seems that this pervert is not afraid of being caught at all. He is so open and honest.

This kind of contempt made Jiang Mo angry.

The car drove smoothly from one stop to another. The people in the car were all focused on their own things or resting with their eyes closed. No one noticed the undercurrent between Jiang Mo and the man, except for the pair of eyes behind the sunglasses.

Took the bait.

Chen Zui had a playful smile in his eyes, and his hand in his pocket was pressing on the phone.

The man glanced at Jiang Mo and then looked away. Jiang Mo clutched the straps of his backpack tightly, wondering if he should go over and expose him. But there were too many people here, and he was wearing that thing. If this big guy got angry...

People will definitely take videos.

People nowadays are like this, when they see something exciting, they will keep taking videos, and it will be known to everyone in less than 2 minutes.

So Jiang Mo restrained himself for the time being, staring at the man with his wolf-like eyes. He had no impression of this man. When did the other party start to notice him?

While he was thinking, Chen Zui pressed the switch in his other hand.

Jiang Mo, who was caught off guard, almost made a sound. His pale face revealed fear and he looked at the man angrily.

The tall man had one hand in his pocket and the other on the anti-fall pillar, but the man didn't look at him.

Some tools start working silently, bringing massage-like comfort.

But who would get a massage in public? Jiang Mo didn't want to enjoy this kind of comfort. He gritted his teeth and looked at the man with murderous eyes.

The man took out his cell phone from his pocket, and within two seconds Jiang Mo's cell phone in his pocket received a notification.

He resisted the urge and took out his cell phone.

? : [You are really naughty. ]

Jiang Mo gritted his teeth, wishing he could go over and cut the man into pieces right now, and at the same time he felt nauseous.

? : [This is a small punishment for you.]

? : [If you get off the bus early, believe me, the punishment waiting for you next time will be even more severe.]

Messages came one after another, and the subway began to announce the stations. Jiang Mo reacted to the stimulation. All this was because of this damn man. The moment the door opened, Jiang Mo strode forward, grabbed the man and pulled him out.

“Oh my god!”

"Who are you?"

"Are you sick? Let me go!"

There were several exclamations from the passengers. Chen Zui stood up and walked to the door, but he did not get out of the car. He just stood there, his whole body taller than the door, like an unshakable god, watching Jiang Mo anxiously and awkwardly snatch the man's mobile phone.

At that moment, another message came on the man's phone.

He was already familiar with that number.

You got off the bus early.

I've been watching you.

Creepy is not enough to describe Jiang Mo's feeling at the moment. He looked at the man blankly, then looked around angrily and panicked. The subway had already left.

"Hold!"

He rarely uttered a curse word in anger.

He was fooled!

His collar was suddenly grabbed and he was dragged up by the man: "Are you fucking sick?"

The man cursed unhappily.

Jiang Mo's face turned grim: "Who sent you the message?"

"How would I know who it is?" The man saw a staff member coming over and didn't want to cause trouble, so he pushed Jiang Mo away and turned to walk towards the exit. He didn't know who the other person was. The other person just contacted him and asked him to come to the subway station to take Line 2. He only needed to do this to get 5,000 yuan.

Anyone who doesn't make this money is a fool.

The message he received on the subway was as follows:

【Don’t reply to me, put your phone away. 】

【Look to your left at the man in the hat.】

[Hold your phone and pretend to type.]

Jiang Mo hurried to the innermost cubicle in the bathroom. He was in so much pain.

Cold sweat dripped down.

Jiang Mo almost collapsed.

He took out his phone and sent a message: [Tell me the password! ]

: [Take a photo of yourself wearing the things I gave you and send it to you. I will tell you and forgive you this time.]

Jiang Mo wanted to throw his phone away.

But the pain was unbearable: "I threw all those things away."

? : [Storage cabinet 208, password 3369.]

The door of the compartment was suddenly opened from the inside. Jiang Mo took off his plaid shirt and tied it around his waist to cover up the embarrassment somewhere. The black base underneath was a bit tight, and the outline of his abdominal muscles could be vaguely seen.

He strode towards the storage closet.

Every time he ran, there was a mixture of pain and pleasure, a feeling he had never experienced before.

I want to pee.

He hadn't been able to pee all night.

Jiang Mo opened the storage cabinet as quickly as possible, took out the bag and ran back to the bathroom.

The people who usually looked gloomy like a pile of skeletons were now tortured into being full of "energy" and started running.

Jiang Mo opened the bag with disdain and great heaviness. When he saw the pink lace panties, his heart skipped a beat. The lace and pink gauze made his hands tremble.

But if he doesn't save himself, he might become a disabled person in the future. Jiang Mo put on the clothes with humiliation. He really wanted to die when he thought about having to take pictures again.

But before he dies, he must find the other person and drag him to die with him!

He didn't even look at it, just took a photo and sent it.

Chen Zui was enjoying his coffee leisurely. The sunlight was coming in from the bright window, and the air-conditioning in the cafe didn't make him feel hot.

coffee.

cake.

The newly received photos on my phone brought the morning to a perfect end.

Chen Zui clicked it.

The picture is a bit blurry, probably because the camera was moved away in a hurry after pressing the camera button, but it gives an extremely confusing feeling of the scene.

The pink tulle can hardly cover it, and Mr. Jiang can be seen from the side that is exposed in the photo.

Mr. Jiang is very tough, which matches the soft tulle surprisingly well.

【Author’s words】

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