Longmen Memoirs

Looking at the door that suddenly closed, the smile on Morgan's face froze. She seemed not to have expected the scene in front of her. She slowly turned her head and looked at Indra, who was gritting his teeth in anger, and sighed softly.

"Ah~"

"What are you sighing for? Hei Pi."

"Ah~"

Morgan glanced at Indra, turned around, and walked out of the corridor.

Indra was stunned and looked at Morgan walking away. He turned back and focused his fierce eyes on the crowd gathered at the door again.

"Are you guys free?!"

Under her gaze, the gathering crowd disappeared in a matter of seconds. Then she turned back, looked at the closed door, stretched out her hand and grabbed the messy white hair in distress.

He stamped his feet fiercely and wanted to knock on the door, but after raising his hand, he lowered it again. In the end, he could only stagger around the door.

Chen Mo closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Indra was easier to fool. If it weren't for her, Chen Mo wouldn't have known how to answer Morgan's question. Although it could be said, yes, we talked all night. But if he were not a fool, no one would believe what he said. Of course, even if Chen Mo said nothing, others would think too much.

Then why did he keep saying it? What he said was not as trustworthy as other people's guesses, but in fact, nothing happened.

But he still had to tell the Glasgow gang, or rather give them a signal, a signal from one of his own, to ensure that the manpower assigned to Vina by Aslan would not exceed his control.

He is indeed a very despicable person, who has learned to weigh the pros and cons and scheming, and has ulterior motives in every step he takes.

"woke up?"

Chen Mo turned around, and Wei Na was sitting on the bed, facing the bright morning sun, her golden hair scattered behind her back seemed to glow slightly, she bathed in the sunshine and slowly turned her head.

Frowning, he looked like he hadn't woken up yet.

"It's very noisy outside."

Weina put her hands on the white sheets, turned her head and said to Chen Mo, as if complaining.

"There were a lot of people at the door."

"gone?"

"Let's go." Chen Mo said, "Do you mind if I hide here with you for a while?"

She moved closer to the bed.

"I can just sit here." Chen Mo walked to the chair next to the bed and sat down, then asked, "What are your plans next?"

"I don't know, I can't leave here yet."

"We're running out of time."

Every moment they stay in Londinium, they will find Vina faster, and Vina will be more dangerous, but even if they all know it, it is not easy to leave easily.

The Glasgow Gang is the helper chosen for Weina, so even if she leaves, Weina has to take them with her. For Weina, who is about to leave, no matter what the reason is, it is impossible for her to leave, and Chen Mo It can also be seen that the connection between Indra, Morgan and Vina may not be simple, but the existence of the Glasgow Gang undoubtedly disrupted his plan. Between one person and a group of people, the former is much easier than the latter. .

Things like status, without rights, are not much heavier than dust.

This is a test of Kazdaele by the Aslan faction. Of course, it can also be regarded as an advance test to show the sincerity and foundation of cooperation between the two parties. As for Kazdaele, it is better to say whether Babel has the ability to combine Weina and the Glasgow gang. Taking away Londinium will determine whether Aslan will cooperate with them, or whether the Cornish faction will prefer Babel.

"They'll find it here soon."

"I know."

Weina turned her head and looked out the window. Under the morning sunshine, the light breeze blew the curtains, and further away was the city facing the rising sun.

"What do you think?" Chen Mo didn't urge him. After a long time, Wei Na looked away and asked.

"I'll arrange it?"

"Ah."

"...At the very least, let the entire Londinium know about the existence of the Glasgow Gang." Chen Mo said. "Even if we don't, they will force us."

"You've already thought about it."

"I didn't sleep well last night." Chen Mo said, pointing to the dark circles under his eyes, "It's time for you to get up and move around, wild cat."

"The weather is nice today. Can you go out for a walk with me?"

"When we leave alive, there will be many opportunities in the future, I promise."

Chen Mo didn't tell Wei Na that he never made many promises and that he often used this trick to deceive people.

Chapter 59 It’s not worth it

[Be alive, grit your teeth and survive, I have told myself this countless times, because only by living, only by being able to breathe, can feel the flow of blood in the blood vessels, and can hear the sound of the wind blowing in the ears, can you understand that living How important it is.

Day after day, I eked out an existence, weighing the pros and cons and surviving, using all kinds of methods and all kinds of clumsy and ridiculous performances.

I told myself, you can't die, because if you die, there will be nothing.

No one will remember you, no one will think of you, and no one will even burn paper for you during the holidays. This life is so worthless, and this journey is so unfair.

But then I changed my mind and realized that I was just afraid of death.

Many people died, but I survived, and my life was beyond recognition. 】

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But he was now with the Glasgow gang, and would be for as long as they could see each other.

Vina became the figurehead, and so she was, even though she was seen by most as a very lazy person who slept most of the time.

No one knew what she was thinking, not even Chen Mo, because their lives were getting busier and busier. Starting from Xiacheng District, gangs were constantly attacking at night.

Underground in this chaotic city, all kinds of rancid darkness will inevitably breed. This is the norm. No matter where it is, as long as there are people, disputes and quarrels will inevitably occur, which will gradually evolve into the so-called Becoming a king or losing a bandit is like the establishment of a country, the cohesion of a tribe, or the establishment of a small chamber of commerce. There are many titles with various words attached to them, and each one uses the meaning given by the words to do his or her own thing. things.

To live, to live better, to live, to live the way we are alive.

Fights, injuries, corpses, hiding in the darkness before the arrival of the Guards and street police, the Glasgow gang gradually emerged in the lower city, like a fish in water, this is foreseeable, after fights again and again, the slums and even the lower city More and more territory was added to the Glasgow Gang.

Vina became the queen of the underground streets, but her name was somewhat misplaced. More and more people joined the gang, and the pace of life became more frequent and more urgent.

It's as if someone is watching all this develop, waiting, waiting for that time to come, and they are also waiting, waiting for an opportunity.

The relationship between Chen Mo and Indra gradually improved. After several territorial battles, the originally tense relationship suddenly became much better. At least she no longer looked at Chen Mo with that resentful look, but her tone He is never polite, he is a person who holds grudges, but he also understands the loyalty of the world.

In her words, I help you, you help me, and then we are brothers.

A simple friend, she never understands what it means to be polite and hates so-called conspiracy. But in Chen Mo's view, this is not a conspiracy. It can only be said to be a little clever. Chen Mo thinks that he is just a little clever.

But in fact, most people only have this little cleverness. If they are more clever, and the things they do are bigger and the scope is wider, they will be called chengfu, trick, and conspiracy.

Indra hates this kind of thing, and naturally hates Chen Mo. This has never changed, but while hating Chen Mo, she has to admit that they are a member, at least for now, in the unclear future, no matter I know how long this so-called loyalty can last.

Chen Mo hopes that it will last longer. This is a straightforward person. Because he has never met her before, Chen Mo thinks that she is simple. The word simple may not be a good word for her. To be precise, it should be called stupid.

Indra thought this was free and easy.

Chen Mo hasn't seen such a person for a long time.

The life of underground gangs is not easy. Some people think it is cool, but it is really cool. Think about it, with a group of so-called friends, you can do whatever you want, fight on the street, smash up, and run away.

Chen Mo learned a lot of things that he had never experienced before. Maybe there would be a party like this in the evening, with beer and barbecue. Then after a message, he put down the grill, picked up the tables, chairs and blades, and a group of people rushed out with cheers. At the party location, I opened the car door, and when I arrived, someone was still holding an unfinished wine bottle in his hand.

It's not that noble and elegant, it's full of city dust.

Recalling that before, he was gradually becoming the number one figure among the underground gangs in Longmen, and he might even be able to sneak into the hall and sit in the restaurant in the near future.

This is not surprising, Chen Mo has encountered it many times.

Of course, when I came back, I was simply bandaged, and I could pick up the wine bottle, pick up the barbecue grill, and continue what I had not finished just now with a bruised face.

The following days seemed to repeat such things, whether they wanted to or not, as the number of fights increased, and the bodies thrown into the sewers and wilderness became withered bones, the Glasgow gang would always be remembered, and then it was discovered that somewhere There are such a group of guys who can fight in a certain place, in a certain corner, which will inevitably attract the covetous attention of some people, but they still cannot get on the stage.

At least in the struggle among the factions in the upper city of Londinium, a small underground gang could not make any splash in this deep water.

The current situation of the Glasgow Gang seems to be very strong. There are almost no gangs in the lower areas that can compete with them, but that's just a look.

The Glasgow Gang has a large number of people, but only a few dozen of them can be used or beaten, and only those few dozen can be truly trusted.

Chen Mo sometimes feels like a guest, a guest living in this small group, because in their eyes looking up at Wei Na's back, Chen Mo will see longing, admiration, and enthusiasm.

Looking at Vina standing at the front carrying the gray war hammer, Morgan will always stand in the shadow behind her, and Indra will always stand beside her. She only needs to stand there, and there will be a large group of people. Follow behind her.

Looking at the enemies fleeing in panic in front of them, under the [-]-lumen construction site searchlight, the long shadows seemed to converge into a black torrent.

She stood in front of this torrent, like a rock in the waves.

Maybe this is the leader. She doesn't need to be very strong or busy. She can be lazy, sit on the sofa all day, or sleep with her eyes closed while others are discussing.

She can do this, but when she stands up, all the voices will quiet down. When she opens her eyes, there will be no more discussions. If she picks up her weapon and walks to the front, someone will tacitly get out of the way.

There is no need to know where she is going or her purpose. The only thing to do is to follow her, look at her back, and follow her silently, even if the mountains are falling and the ground is cracking in front of her, and the sword is like a sword. Forest.

Looking at her back, you will sink your heart. You know that you will die, but you are very calm, facing all this calmly, calmly watching her silent back, you will have the courage.

Believe that she will bring you victory, even if she herself does not have this confidence.

Wei Na is destined to become such a person, and those who follow her, whether intentionally or not, will eventually be united by this taciturn power.

But even such a person can occasionally show a little tenderness. In those contemptuous and lazy golden pupils, when the light of the street lamp flows through, she sits in the passenger seat and turns her eyes to look, one after another. A dim light fell through the glass on her profile in the dark night.

Chen Mo would think about what she was thinking, and what would come to mind when she stared blankly at the dark night outside the car window. Those tired golden eyes might also find it ridiculous.

Because she herself never thought that her life would one day fall from the high throne and fall into such a deep darkness. Amidst the hustle and bustle covered with mud, she looked out the window at the busy traffic and the bustling market.

Eventually he fell to his side and became a poor ordinary person.

Perhaps, she would also feel happy, a little inexplicable, because in such an ordinary but unattainable life, no one would advise her, and no one would force her to do tedious things that she didn't like. Maybe in the future she would I feel very tired, irritable, and disgusted. I have to work hard for three meals a day, food, rice, oil, salt, and life for the Glasgow Gang.

But now, she had some respite and freedom.

The gap between expensive freedom and her was so great that it made her confused.

She was born to be a leader. She was born to stand on the forefront of the world and compete in the world. She was born to become the belief of others. Even though she is now in the mortal world, one day, she still wants to pick up the lost crown. .

Under the gaze of everyone, step by step she climbed onto that high platform, the mission that was inherited from her by blood.

And when the time comes, these people behind her will become the sharp swords under her throne.

"What are you thinking about?" Wei Na asked suddenly, looking at the night outside the window.

"I was wondering if I would like some late-night snacks when I go back."

Chen Mo answered casually and loosened his grip on the steering wheel slightly.

"hungry."

"Some, after all, I have been busy all night."

"I'm a little tired too," she said, and then asked, "Do you want to cook?"

"how?"

"It's nothing, I just remembered the past."

"The kitchen is not under my control now."

Wei Na didn't seem to hear. She glanced at Chen Mo and then turned her head.

"Ever since you were with Indra and the others, you have cooked less and less. When I lived with you, the food was pretty good, but now I feel, um... terrible."

"Do you think I'm just a cook?"

"What else can you do?"

"Okay, the cook will be the cook... I will feed you and you will have something to eat."

Wei Na fell silent, as if she was really considering this issue seriously.

"Anything is fine." She would become less picky about food now.

"It's almost three o'clock." Chen Mo looked at the timer in the car.

"It's okay, I'm not too sleepy yet."

"Then just get some."

"Ah."

Many years later, the palace of Londinium hired a group of chefs from the Yan Kingdom, but it was difficult to find the original taste.