Longmen Memoirs

The fox's guess was correct. He was indeed looking for the Rat King for Black Capsule. To be precise, it was the Shadow Guard, who was once the personal guard of the Great Yan royal family. But the fox's guess was wrong. He was not the commander of the Shadow Guard. Nor does he have the authority to order Shadow Guards.

The Shadow Guard only takes orders from one person from beginning to end.

When he returned to Longmen a year ago, the first person he contacted was not Fox, but Wei Yanwu. Although Fox had done a lot, without Wei Yanwu's approval, he could not lurk in Longmen for this year.

He returned to Longmen not only for Chen and his daughter.

On the day he went to Dayan, Chen Mo and Wei Yanwu made a lot of deals. After becoming King Wu, he returned to Longmen. Wei Yanwu fulfilled his promise, one of which included that the fox must live. But what really made Chen Mo change his mind was what Wei Yanwu said about Er. The truth about everything that happened over the past ten years.

Chen Mo had known that there would be this [$

After seeing the photo of Tallulah and Wei Yanwu, he guessed that this day was coming.

The time has come.

Two years ago, he and Wei Yanwu teamed up to deceive Dayan's real dragon. Two years later, they decided to do the same thing.

Chen Mo couldn't imagine what it was like to live with so many secrets, entanglements, and misunderstandings hidden in a person. He once asked Wei Yanwu, and he just smiled.

He said: When you think about it when you get older, you will find that you have forgotten many things, but you will not forget the important ones. They are as clear and precious as if they happened yesterday, and they will tell you what to do.

It’s clear but also sad, Chen Mo thought.

It's just a habit, a terrible habit. It makes people indifferent and makes it difficult for them to suffer setbacks.

He no longer hates Wei Yanwu, not because he is not hateful enough, but because it is not necessary. Wei Yanwu did nothing wrong, every choice he made was correct, and every choice he made cost him enough.

He is a truly powerful and wise old guy. He is not a cold-blooded ruler, but because he cannot have the best of both worlds. He can only try his best to fulfill his promises, but he cannot help but be misunderstood because of it, but he does not Choose to argue for yourself.

Chen Mo can understand Wei Yanwu's disgust towards him. Similarly, Chen Mo also hates him, but he no longer hates him.

It's easy to hate someone, but it's hard not to hate someone.

Destiny is a very strange thing.

It often allows two people who hate each other to choose to shake hands and make peace after the ups and downs of worldly life.

It also often allows two people who are supposed to be enemies to become the most important part of each other's lives.

It often turns left into right and right into left.

Destiny is a moody, evil person who loves to play tricks on people.

Chen Mo was thinking about it when the door was pushed open.

He raised his head.

The person stood in the shadow of the door. Her long shadow walked all the way across the living room and fell in the center of the living room, falling on Chen Mo.

She was holding a soaked umbrella in her left hand, and the key was still inserted in the door. The teddy bear in her hand fell to the floor, and when she opened the door, cold wind and dim light came in.

With her striking silver hair, Chen Mo could not clearly see her expression in the backlight, but this did not hinder Chen Mo's movements. He raised his gun.

Without hesitation, pull the trigger.

A brief burst of fire and roar bloomed in the dim room.

A flash of firelight illuminated the darkness in the room, allowing them to see each other's faces clearly, with a brief look of surprise and indifference frozen on their faces.

Gunshots pierced the rain.

Su Li turned around suddenly, the blurry heavy rain blocked her vision. She stared in the direction of the building, her heart suddenly sank, and she could no longer maintain the calmness on her face.

"here we go."

Crow stood up and stared in the direction of the gunfire as well, with a touch of sadness on Luper's face.

The fox turned her head and looked at Luper who said these words. It was very rare that her plain orange eyes were full of deep-seated anger and hatred, and her face became ferocious little by little because of this.

The fox exhaled softly.

The ferocious expression gradually calmed down.

"Just look at it like this." she asked.

"This is the captain's own choice and we have no right to interfere."

"You have no right to interfere with this bullshit choice. Well, let me go."

"how long?"

"Until it's over over there," Crow said, "Or you can try to kill us all."

"You will obediently let me kill you." The fox sneered.

"That won't work." Crow shook her head. She patted the dagger on her waist and turned her back to the fox.

"We are all professional mercenaries and we will not compromise easily."

Fox looked at the dagger on her waist, and suddenly understood something. She turned her hands cuffed behind her back from above her head, took out the dagger on Crow's waist, and placed it across her neck.

Crow, a former Black Steel elite operator, didn't seem to react, and didn't even have time to respond.

Watch this scene.

The tall shield guard like a grizzly bear slowly turned his head.

The magician coughed twice, but his face could not be seen clearly under the black hood.

"I knew it."

The sniper lying on the stairs covered with a rain sheet a hundred meters away muttered. In the sniper scope, the fox with his back to the window was exposed to his effective shooting range, but the finger next to the trigger made no movement. .

Turn a blind eye.

He thought it might be because the rain was too heavy, which affected his vision and prevented him from making accurate judgments.

"What does Superintendent Su mean?" Crow squinted at the dagger on his neck, then looked at Shock and Grizzly Bear, and said in a blunt tone, "Ah, I'm captured. ."

The police officers from the action team, who were handcuffed behind their backs, stared at the reversal in front of them in stunned silence.

"Isn't it a bit too harsh?" A police officer couldn't help but say.

"Really?" Crow looked at the members of his team and thought for a moment: "But as a professional kidnapper, after I control everyone, it is understandable that I will inevitably make some small oversights due to carelessness."

The police officers turned their heads and looked at each other, without saying a word for a long time.

Grizzly Bear looked at Shockstorm, and Warlock Sarkaz understood and put away his staff.

"What's the situation now?"

"The situation is that I was restrained because of my carelessness." Crow said, seeming to forget that there was a Volper sniper in his team. "So our mission failed, what do you say?"

Master Sakaz spread his hands.

"You are the captain now and you have the final say."

The grizzly bear simply put the large shield in his hand next to him.

"I have no objection." He pressed the earphone: "What about you, Wolf Wolf?"

"What are you talking about? The rain here is too loud and I can't hear you."

The crow tilted his head slightly and looked at the fox behind him from the corner of his eye.

"It looks like we don't have to go to jail now." She said happily, narrowed her eyes and asked, "I wonder if Superintendent Su is interested in hiring us?"

The fox lowered his dagger.

"If the price is reasonable."

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The moment the fire exploded, there was a continuous sound of gunfire.

The brief outpouring of gunfire drowned out the sound of the torrential rain.

The etched bullet tore through the air, leaving a shallow scar on the delicate face. The sting and the sound of the gunshot awakened Tallulah, who was absent-minded.

She raised her hand.

The flames rose up, illuminating the dim room with bright firelight and igniting the furniture in the room. The fire pipes in the old apartment building had long since failed, and the people in this battlefield had long been evacuated.

Chen Mo held the broken knife in his right hand and stepped forward.

The Guards Bureau's special ceramic armor has excellent fire resistance after treatment, and the asbestos inside can effectively prevent the invasion of high temperatures.

The broken knife split open the scorching flames, and the ceramics were like red-hot iron pieces in the high temperature, with fire flying everywhere.

He did not wear a helmet. Although the helmet had good defensive capabilities, it would seriously hinder his poor sight. His black hair was flying in the heat.

Their eyes met, and Chen Mo's face was suddenly reflected in the surprised red eyes.

Tallulah backed away quickly.

The flame went out, and the heavy broken knife struck the half-drawn sword hidden under the coat. Bright sparks burst out, and Chen Mo raised the black handgun in his left hand. Tallulah's sight was getting closer and closer, and she could even clearly see the button. The finger holding the trigger slowly pressed down.

Gunshots sounded again.

Talulah grabbed Chen Mo's left wrist, raised the muzzle of the gun, and the bullet flew over her head, leaving a deep bullet hole in the wall behind her.

The copper-yellow bullet casing reflected the vague firelight, flew in front of the two people's sight, and made a crisp sound after landing on the tiles.

Huge force came from the wrist, and the pottery pieces of the wrist armor shattered unbearably.

The big sword holding the broken knife was raised suddenly, and the broken knife was easily separated. The sharp sword tip tore a long scar on the black breastplate that reached to the shoulder, as if it was going to split him in two.

Chen Mo swung out the broken knife that was separated from him, and slashed at the arm that Honglong was holding on to his wrist.

The red dragon released his hand before the broken knife swung down.

The gun that broke free from the restraints did not hesitate, and the muzzle pressed down to face the opponent's head again. Tallulah raised her legs, followed by a heavy muffled sound. The armor on Chen Mo's chest cracked, and his body flew out heavily. Hitting the wall at the living room end of the room.

The skin is peeling off.

The overturned sofa blocked Red Dragon's view.

Everything calmed down again.

Smoke and dust filled the room, the furniture in the room was burning, and the firelight flickered.

The brief exchange lasted no more than ten seconds, and the shrill sound of the fire alarm echoed through the apartment building.

The sound of rainstorm is still there.

The red dragon walked into the room step by step with a long sword in hand. The flickering firelight illuminated her cold face. Under her brown coat was a black and red Ursus military uniform.

The figure who fell at the end of the room slowly got up with the broken sword. There were still terrible sword marks in front of his broken breastplate. The armor and asbestos resisted the force of the impact, otherwise he might have broken several of them. rib cage.

He panted violently, and the adrenaline secretion caused by the battle made him temporarily forget about the pain.

In his hand is a weapon that he has been holding firmly from beginning to end.

The red dragon's footsteps stopped. The dazzling scar on her side face was dripping with blood. The sharp sword tip was pointed directly at Chen Mo opposite, with a complex look in her red eyes.

Maybe it’s surprise, maybe it’s joy, maybe it’s peace and disbelief.How could human eyes show such complex emotions at the same time?

"What the hell are you!"

She was subconsciously rejecting that answer, but another voice told her that maybe it was exactly what she thought, leaving her at a loss as to how to choose.

What answered her was that in the burning room, Chen Mo raised the broken knife in his hand.

"I also want to know who you are."

That face looked exactly like what he remembered, with the same hair color, same eyes, and the same expression. The injury on the side of his face ruined that otherwise delicate face.

But Chen Mo knew that they were two people, and it was precisely because he knew that he appeared here.

He is a little selfish. Chen can't do it, and Tallulah can't do it either, so he has to come and end it all by himself.

She stared at Chen Mo's broken armor with disdain.

"How long do you think this scrap of metal can protect you? Answer me!"

The red dragon's patience was not very good. She had always been very patient. There was a bottomless rage hidden in those beautiful eyes, and the air seemed to be trembling because of her rage.

"Or you want to wait until I peel off that ridiculous carapace of yours before you tell me."

"If you can—"

Broken electric light flashed from the broken blade, and the blade began to tremble at high frequency. Chen Mo raised the broken blade and raised the black hand gun.