Longmen Memoirs

Chen Mo said softly: "I am actually a very selfish person, but a selfish person also has things that he cannot take away."

It wasn't the desperate love that first occurred when we were seventeen or eighteen. It was not even clear whether it was yearning for each other or the past, or in other words, an obsession that couldn't be let go.

Chapter 46 A small fight

[I stumbled, and it took me a long time to get up. It’s time for me to leave. 】

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The Glasgow Gang, a small street gang in Londinium, the capital of Victoria, often hangs out in the slums and occupies a place among the gangs in the Victorian slums. However, in the entire Londinium, they can only be regarded as a group of low-profile gangs. Gangster.

If that knife in their hand could be considered a gangster, of course they were.

Chen Mo had a lot of dealings with the underworld. When he was performing tasks in Black Steel in the early years, a large part of the intelligence came from this group of people. Of course, the more important thing was to deal with the troubles. They had a faster and simpler way. For a small fee, we can perfectly help you clean up the garbage left on your hands.

Black Steel International often deals with these people, and even some underground gangs in Colombia are originally downline organizations and other hands developed by certain organizations. They have nothing to do with them on the surface, but they will provide weapons privately. Resources, training, and they are responsible for collecting intelligence, informants, and transportation, and even transporting "people", smuggling and smuggling.

The chaotic market has provided convenience to many people, and the mixed forces among them are the main basis for maintaining this existence. You can even find Colombian officials in this market.

As small as a company, an individual organization, as large as a country, or a municipal government, all require the presence of such a group of people. Some shady matters will become much easier to handle with such a group of people, but it is different from organizations and security companies. In this huge system, people who do the same thing are given different names, and what they do is also more professional.

It cannot be denied that even they need the existence of this gathering point to allow them to achieve certain goals and exchange value.

Most people suddenly become mercenaries of a certain organization, and then turn around and become gang thugs. When these people are no longer needed, or when they touch the interests of certain people, they will consciously lead They began to kill each other, because at some point, this kind of killing was the weight to ensure their continued existence and prove their worth.

In his early years, Chen Mo also did a lot of similar work.

Their existence is the necessary foundation to maintain this society. When the sun rises, the sun will set, but the sun cannot hang in the sky forever, otherwise the sunshine will become a disaster, and when it sets, it also means darkness. advent.

This is a law, a law derived from the evolution of all things. Not every animal and plant is suitable for living in the sun.

And everyone has their own way of life. Similarly, whether it is good or bad, they all have their uses. A knife is something that is held in the hand. If there is no hand to hold the knife, it will be useless. The existence value of the knife is gone, and the hand holding the knife is mainly used to chop people.

Just like at Longmen, the appearance of Foxhound took over this position, and more clearly and intuitively displayed the other hand that should have been hidden behind the scenes in front of Chen Mo, and now he is doing a similar thing. Work.

What surprised Chen Mo was that their leader was an acquaintance.

Ms. Wildcat, who has been in love with [Runaway from Home] for more than half a month, actually started to know how to carry things home. To be honest, Chen Mo should feel very relieved now, but the guy with a stinky face following her raised his head. The disdainful look in Chen Mo's eyes made the joy that Chen Mo wanted to express choke on his lips.

When he came in, he kicked Wangcai's stupid dog away. Of course, it didn't fall on him, but he just made a kicking motion. When the dog saw Wei Na coming back, it was wagging its tail and wanted to rush forward. The stupid dog whined and ran back again.

He didn't introduce himself, and he wasn't polite. The other person looked unruly, even arrogant. He had messy white long hair that probably hadn't been taken care of for a long time. He had a black leather collar around his neck and a black leather jacket. Martin boots and ripped jeans, standing in a loose style, with one hand on his waist, wearing a fingerless leather glove. The studs on the leather glove shone brightly in the sun.

It's very clear what the person doing is doing, at least it can't be said to be honest.

Well, this is another guy with bad intentions. Chen Mo, who had just sent Miss Bagpipe away in the morning, couldn't help but think this when he saw her.

"This is where you live, Master. What, it looks as shabby as a junk yard."

She automatically ignored Chen Mo, who was standing in front of her, and began to mercilessly belittle my warm little home. Moreover, she was not very good at talking. Chen Mo wanted to remind her, even if it is really a scrap station, the thing in your mouth Master, I picked it up too. I was just picking up rubbish at best.

He looked up at Vina, wanting her to explain what was going on.

"How to say?"

"Indra, name."

"You picked it up."

"Almost." She held a lollipop in her mouth.

"explain?"

"I won the fight." She glanced at the man beside her with her peripheral vision and spoke concisely.

"It's strange, why didn't I realize that you still have this ability?"

This was the first time that Chen Mo heard that someone could win in a fight. Could it be because the guy in front of him had some strange attributes, such as being fond of self-abuse or suffering from Stockholm Syndrome?

Wei Na shrugged, looking like she was also confused. She took out the lollipop from her mouth, which was stained with crystal saliva. She seemed to notice Chen Mo's gaze, so she handed it over tentatively.

"want?"

"No, I don't have such a hobby."

"They said if she wins, she can become the boss."

She rarely explained.

"So you are their boss now?" Chen Mo quietly pointed at the person next to her, "Are you going to be their boss?"

Wei Na thought for a few seconds and shook her head decisively.

"It's not bad to think about it, but I think I'm doing pretty well now."

"You want to move out?" Chen Mo suddenly asked.

"Hey...you bastard, don't ignore me!!!"

Just when Chen Mo was about to say something, the guy standing next to him finally discovered their conversation. It would be better to say that she had discovered it a long time ago, but because Wei Na was talking just now, she didn't have the nerve to interrupt. Chen Mo obviously doesn't need to show any mercy.

"My name is Indra." He raised his thumb and pointed at himself, "You are the one in charge here, right? I have only one purpose for coming today, to take my master back."

"master?"

It was a novel title. Chen Mo looked at Wei Na with a look in his eyes that made him laugh. He has really become a master. Miss Wildcat, this is the first time I heard someone call her this. It is such a cliché.

"Master, what do you think?"

"No." Chen Mo said hurriedly: "Your house...ahem, the master is here. If you want to take her back, ask her. Why do you ask me?"

Chen Mo said a little innocently, but he was laughing secretly in his heart. From Wei Na's words, he probably knew what was going on. To put it simply, there was a new master on the other side, and this master didn't listen to them and ran away again. When he came back, she had no choice but to follow him.

"If it were that simple, I could still run to you." Indra shouted with disdain: "Although your place is small and old, my master seems to like your place quite a lot."

"so?"

"Let's have a fight. I don't like to think about so many messy things. Let's have a fight. If I win, my master will come back with me."

She rolled up her sleeves, revealing a pair of arms that were not fair, with many superficial scars and a few black tattoos on them.

"what?"

Chen Mo was stunned. There really are such upright people in this world.

"I won't bully you. I'll wait until you're ready. I'll attack you. You look very thin, but don't worry, I promise I won't beat you to death."

She raised her head and patted her chest with determination, as if she could knock the man in front of her down with one punch.

"Your idea?"

Chen Mo turned to look at Wei Na. Now he believed it. It was possible that such a naive guy would bow down after being beaten.

"You won't beat her stupid, will you?"

Wei Na blinked her eyes, put the lollipop into her mouth again, and folded her hands as if watching a good show.

"No, I'm very measured in my actions."

"Don't wait any longer, my master has already agreed!" Indra shouted impatiently.

"Really agree?"

"No way."

Wei Na tilted her head, turned around and walked a few steps consciously, leaving Chen Mo with a look that said, "You know what to do."

When Wangcai saw Weina leaving, he immediately ran around her and circled around her. As usual, Weina didn't look at the beating that was about to break out. Instead, she stretched out her fingers to tease her without interest. That stupid dog.

Wei Na didn't stop her, probably because she had a little curiosity. Although she could vaguely know, she was still very curious about the extent of Chen Mo's skills. She knew about Indra's methods, and she was sent out to investigate at this time. Chen Mo's answer is to satisfy his curiosity.

Chen Mo could more or less guess what she was thinking by looking at her from time to time.

Chen Mo has no doubt that if she really loses, Wei Na will be her so-called master as she said. She is indeed the person who can do such a thing. After all, for her, there is no place to go.

"I can't tell, your little thoughts... Miss Wildcat."

Chen Mo felt that he had been deceived. The casual feeling that Wei Na always gave him made me subconsciously forget that she came out of the castle after all. If she didn't even have this cunning, she wouldn't be alive now. .

Indra on the opposite side was holding his hands and shaking his legs, as if he was already unhappy with the waiting.

I glanced at Vina, who looked like she had nothing to do with her, and wiped my hands on my trouser legs.

"What's the charter?"

"Ok?"

"I mean, how to fight?"

"Fight with your fists, how else can you fight!"

"Well."

"Hey, her movements and momentum are not bad." Indra grinned across from her. There was no doubt that she was a militant.

"But it didn't work!"

Chen Mo dodged her fist, held her wrist with his backhand, turned around and wanted to throw her to the ground, but before that, when her wrist was held back, she suddenly raised her leg and kicked Chen Mo in the abdomen with her knee. Come.

Chen Mo hurriedly stretched out his other hand to block, but at this moment, Indra had already taken advantage of the moment he let go, successfully retracted his fist, and took a few steps back to distance himself from him.

"Oh, not bad." She jumped a few times and rubbed her wrist.

"You're good too."

"It was just a warm-up, now it's time to get serious."

There is no skill in her fighting, and she has obviously not received professional training. She only benefits from her extraordinary physical fitness and keen fighting sense, plus many years of fighting experience. Although there are flaws everywhere, she is very good at fighting. It's hard to catch her flaws.

Because she is a pure gangster and a fighting maniac.

There are not so many bells and whistles in fighting. It relies on physical fitness and reaction nerves, followed by fighting skills. In a certain aspect, the role of skills is just to amplify and integrate the two. It's the same as killing people, it's usually clean and tidy, except for a lot of nonsense.

After being thrown out again, she rubbed her aching body and got up from the ground again.

"Bah...that's a good move. I like it. It's my turn!"

It was okay at the beginning, she kept shouting and enjoying herself, and the fists in her hands became more and more crazy, but later she seemed to find that this was too protracted, so her methods became more and more outrageous.

You need to be as insidious as you want. After all, no one cares about your methods in the ghetto fights. As long as you can defeat your opponent, it is the best method. She believes in this truth, so Chen Mo blocked her attempts to kick her on more than one occasion. He kicked his legs in three directions, punched his eyes, and even despicably picked up stones and piled bricks on the ground and smashed them.

There's absolutely nothing wrong with it.

In her fighting style, Chen Mo didn't see the "hands-off" she said. Maybe the "hands-off" she said really meant not killing people. As for being crippled and disabled, it's not a big deal. At most, she can stay in the hospital longer. Two years.

Chen Mo didn't even dare to get entangled with her because she tried to bite me and didn't care at all about my fists and exchanging injuries for injuries. Was this a fucking fight or some deep grudge?

"Hey, it's over. How can you fight like this? You still bite?"

"Bah, let's fight if we fight. There's so much bullshit. Do you want me to set up a stage for you? This is how I always fight. If you have the ability, you can come too!"

She proudly shook a brick she picked up from the ground in her hand, with an expression on her face that felt like she deserved more beatings.

"If you're afraid, just admit defeat. If you admit defeat, I won't be able to consider letting you go."

"Admit defeat? Don't regret it later."

Chen Mo regained his posture.

What skills, methods, fighting skills, etc. are useless. Speaking of which, he himself is actually a guy who is capable of everything, but he has not encountered such a thing for a long time.

If you can't kill the other party, it can only teach you a profound lesson.

She would probably lie in bed feeling depressed for a long time.

Chapter 47 Aslan and the Snake

[Fate is so strange and unspeakable. Sometimes it comes too fast, sometimes it comes too late. We are like dolls at both ends of memory, slowly entangled by invisible threads. Time passes ruthlessly, and thoughts shuttle back and forth at will. , we walked aimlessly in each other's lives, and passed each other, leaving behind some not so good memories. In those trembling days, in those long gone years, when they are mentioned, we must always tell them Self: You have to live. 】

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The most basic condition for establishing friendship between people is trust. But after so many years, Chen Mo has been unable to convince himself to trust anyone around him. He is used to looking at everyone around him with a vigilant eye. This makes Chen Mo... There is still a chance to be alive now.

Opening up can be difficult.

The appearance of the Glasgow Gang was like a signal, and like the gap between him and Weina, it was getting wider and wider. And one day, if Chen Mo couldn't make a decision, then Weina You will look at him with a sigh on the other side, maybe feeling regretful, but it is natural.