Longmen Memoirs

"No, you are looking for her."

"Hey, where is that damn black guy hiding? He's so sneaky, he's not a good thing at first glance."

She cursed in a low voice, but it looked like she was talking about him, so Chen Mo didn't know what her plan was.

"Oh."

Chen Mo could only respond like this, which was regarded as acknowledging what she said, but he didn't expect that she would pour her anger on him again.

"You are not a good bird either."

Chen Mo was a little helpless and did not dare to refute. He could guess that if he refuted now, Indra would definitely not give up. Chen Mo even felt that she was probably deliberately looking for trouble.

"I'm not a good bird."

"Spineless."

"I have no bones."

"jerk!"

"Excessive!"

Chen Mo must take back his previous sentence. He is actually not a amiable person, although he is very amiable most of the time.

"If you want to take action, then come."

"Come on!"

"If you can, punch me first!"

"You think I dare not."

"I've seen you unhappy for a long time!"

"Each each other."

"Here, let's try it." She pointed at her face, looking arrogant.

"If you dare to touch me, I will knock you away!"

Chen Mo felt that we were just like two roaring wild dogs. No matter how loud they roared, they still didn't take action.

"Why don't you take action? Come again, isn't it screaming very powerfully?" Indra stretched out his right hand in front of Chen Mo with a proud look on his face, and finally slowly showed his middle finger.

"Don't be complacent."

In fact, they all thought that it was impossible for them to fight, and if they did, it shouldn't be so simple. At least, they wouldn't fight among the Glasgow Gang. There was no point in fighting without seriousness.

"Hey……"

But what Chen Mo didn't expect was that Indra suddenly reached out and put his hand on his shoulder.

"You're actually quite interesting. Although you have many bad intentions, you don't seem to be a serious person at first glance." It was very rare for her to say something like this, "Do you know how to drink?"

"It will be...a little bit."

"What does it mean to be a little more knowledgeable? If you know how to do it, you can do it. If you don't, you can't do it. I'm treating you!"

"So suddenly."

"Chiji Wai Wai Wai Wai, I'm not afraid of you! I can't eat you." Indra said with disdain, and then added boldly.

"If you can get me down, you can do whatever you want!"

Chen Mo didn't know if she would regret what she said now, but she probably wouldn't regret it later. He didn't know enough about the girl sitting cross-legged by the bed in front of him, and he didn't know enough about her pretentious and generous manner. What kind of grudges and entanglements are hidden behind the face, and what kind of unspeakable past there is.

For a person like her, she would unexpectedly carefully place a white tiger stuffed doll beside her bed.

Chen Mo thought, there are so many people in this world who have been wronged and suffered, not less than one or two people, not less than himself and her in front of him. Those past experiences are no longer worth mentioning and recalling now, because No matter how you think about it obsessively, it has become the past and cannot be changed.

In this life, a person probably has to experience a lot of things, and he cannot keep everything in his mind. All he can do is live in the present. Living as casually as she did is a bit enviable, so straightforward and simple.

"To be honest, you are quite annoying. You talk nonsense and are as hypocritical as Morgan... No, you are even more annoying than her."

It was not difficult for Chen Mo to predict that he would get such a comment from her mouth, but he did not expect that what Indra said later would make him a little distracted.

She was waving her hands with a flushed face, and the wine bottle she was holding was upside down in her hands. There were empty wine bottles on the floor. Together they moved these wine bottles from the warehouse to this room, and now there are not many left. .

"Who made us work together now? Even though we don't want to admit it, you are indeed one of us."

Chen Mo listened to her quietly, without refuting or answering.

"I think back then, I was also the number one person in Xiacheng District. No one would be afraid of me."

"Don't tell me. In fact, you are quite good at fighting, but don't think that I will be convinced. One day, I will beat you to the ground."

"Hey, why aren't you talking?"

"You're pretty good at fighting too."

"I can certainly fight you, but you are quite boring. I don't know what the master likes about you."

She was a little annoyed.

"Probably because I'm a boring person."

"Do you really think I'm stupid?" She glanced at Chen Mo with disdain and lowered her head slightly: "I know it even if you don't tell me. I knew it from the day the master brought you here."

She raised her head and looked at Chen Mo, her amber eyes a little blurry.

"Are you the same as us?"

She seemed to be asking Chen Mo, but her tone was very sure. "It's hard for a small gang like us to get ahead..."

Indra said, his words stopped abruptly, and he waved his hand.

"...I shouldn't tell you this, you don't understand anyway."

She suddenly became a little lonely and didn't know what she was thinking about. It was probably something Chen Mo didn't understand.

"I don't want to worry about what conspiracy you and Morgan are planning. Anyway, my master trusts you so much, and I don't mind putting this little life in your hands."

Maybe this sentence was what she wanted to tell Chen Mo. She wanted to tell Chen Mo that she didn't mind how she died, but she just didn't want to die inexplicably. She was not stupid, because the truly stupid people had been dead for a long time.

But who is willing to die if he can live? Maybe in her eyes, a hypocritical and cunning villain like Chen Mo may never understand what that feels like.

She talked nonsense and talked a lot, making it difficult to tell how much of what she said was true or false. Chen Mo only learned about the story later. If it hadn't been for this sudden funeral and attack, Chen Mo would never have heard that she was willing to say anything to her. Say this to yourself.

A very ordinary story.

A kid who was hanging around in the slums lost her parents, so she seemed uneducated in the eyes of others, and slowly became an idle gangster. In order to protect herself, she learned to fight bravely and hate, so she could always support herself. .

So one day, she met a little girl just like herself, and they became companions. Gradually, a group of the same people formed an organization in the lower town of Londinium, and they lived a chaotic life in order to survive. .

And suddenly one day someone found her and promised something. For a group of gangsters, there was no so-called loyalty and interests. They wanted to live, and that person gave them a chance, so they seized the opportunity.

There is no righteousness and no justice. Those high-sounding things sound ridiculous, but the real purpose is just for selfishness. I help you and you help me. It is natural.

Gawain and Dagda found Weina. Maybe if Chen Mo hadn't interfered, Weina would have lived the same life as them.

Perhaps it was displacement, but it was ultimately a conspiracy.

Chapter 62 Blood Debt

Chen Mo looked at the girl lying on her back. It was probably only at this time that she looked like a girl.

From the time he met her, Chen Mo had never seen her weak side. It didn't mean that she was strong, but she might have forgotten what kind of emotion it was. She was used to this kind of life, in the smoke and hustle and bustle of Xiacheng District. Rolling around, looking at herself in a state of embarrassment, grinning in pain but pretending to smile relaxedly when others looked over, she was used to this chaotic and blurry life, used to the ferocity on her face, the blood and blood mixed in the mud. Black and blue injuries.

Is Indra really used to it? Will anyone get used to this kind of abject life? If there is a better future waiting for her, will she make a different choice?

Chen Mo didn't know what Indra would choose. Maybe she once had such an opportunity, just like what she thought, but she gave up, just like she gave up. There was no reason, she was just used to it. If there was any It feels sad to leave suddenly one day, it's better to just go on like this.

Human beings are always too strange animals, easily swayed by emotions. They often tell themselves to be rational, but they still forget in the end.

Deliberately, or on purpose.

Chen Mo gently patted the white tiger's head. The doll was placed on the bedside, as if this imageless girl was lying on her back on the bed, quietly watching her sleeping peacefully.

When she walked out of the room, Vina was already waiting outside. She seemed to have been waiting for a long time. She leaned against the wall, folded her hands in front of her, and tapped her arms lightly with her index finger.

When she heard the door to the room being opened, she raised her head and Chen Mo looked over. The soft sound of the door closing sounded between the two of them.

The last ray of light outside the corridor disappeared under the corner of the door, as if two worlds had become.

"It's been a long time?"

"Not long." She stood up, her hair swaying in front of her forehead.

"Why don't you go in?"

"So as not to disturb you." She came over, lowered her head and sniffed Chen Mo. This action was so intimate that Chen Mo subconsciously turned his head and wanted to take a step back, but suppressed the anxiety in his heart.

Wei Na noticed Chen Mo's actions and frowned slightly.

"Drinking?"

Chen Mo stared at the pair of amber-like crystal eyes that were very close to him, reflecting his own appearance. It was not like panic, but only calm.

"A guest invited by Indra."

"What about her?"

"Drink and fall down."

"This idiot."

"Yeah, an idiot."

Chen Mo replied, and couldn't help but think of the girl who was talking nonsense in front of him just now. The girl sitting cross-legged on the bed, her face turned faster than anyone else.

One second he will be calling you brothers, and the next second he will look impatient.

But she is not an idiot, and neither is Vina, so they all know why Indra suddenly thought of inviting Chen Mo to drink. I am afraid that Morgan is just an excuse she found. If she didn't meet me today, she would also find an opportunity. , a less deliberate and obvious opportunity to say what I said today to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo could also understand what Indra wanted to tell him. After all, no one wanted to die inexplicably.

But a tool must have its own value. For the person who uses the tool, it doesn't really matter whether the tool has any ideas.It's a pity that Wei Na is not a qualified trader, she is too willful, and Chen Mo must not be as ruthless and cold as he thinks.

"You came to me, what do you want to ask?"

"You think you know."

"On behalf of the Glasgow Gang?"

Chen Mo and Weina both have to remember their own positions, and this thing is related to how he and Weina will go in the future, and it is also related to the relationship between him and Weina.

They are collaborators and share interests. Interests should not involve emotions. Once emotional interests are involved, there is no binding effect.

It is true that from Chen Mo's point of view, a clean chess piece is more qualified than a chess piece with continuous tails. It is true that based on their current situation, they should not consider it too much.

"Just by the way, the main thing is to find you, I thought you knew."

The way Wei Na looked at Chen Mo was undoubtedly telling Chen Mo what she was thinking.

Chen Mo looked at Wei Na who said these words. Her golden eyes and her delicate face were tinged with a sudden beauty in the light of the corridor.

"..."

"I may disappoint you. I'm not as capable as you think."

"In fact, they have never been in your consideration range, have they?"

"they?"

"I think it's good to be a fool sometimes, but you know better than me that no one can really be a fool who knows nothing." Wei Na said softly: "I don't like your way of pretending to be smart. "

There is only willingness or not, but not the person. It is really stupid not to think about these things.

"..." He fell silent.

It is hard to imagine that Wei Na, who has always been cold and unconcerned, would say such a thing. It is also hard to believe that Chen Mo, who seems kind and friendly, and seems to be able to get along well with everyone and get along with each other happily, will be The person she said these words to.

In fact, it is not difficult to imagine that because they are such people to begin with, because their appearance can be concealed, many people are often deceived, and many people like to lie.

But what kind of person is Chen Mo? Now that I recall the superficial memories of the past 20 years, not a single bit has been forgotten. However, if I think back carefully, I will find that I don’t know when he has been far away from my impression. His appearance was getting further and further away, as if something was covering his face, making it difficult for even him to see clearly.

Only that snowfall more than ten years ago, when I stood on the window sill on the second floor and looked at the tall iron door, that was when everything began, maybe even further away, so far away that it is hard to remember it anymore.

Chen Mo knew who Wei Na was referring to, and he also knew the reason why Wei Na would say this to him, but it was precisely because he knew that he did not want to answer and avoided the topic.

"Perhaps, people like me are not suitable to sit in this position." Wei Na said suddenly, her expression did not change at all, as if she was stating something simple.