——Miluo City——

September is a wonderful school season. Miluo is a wonderful city.

But just in the corner in front of the gate of Miluo Noble Primary School, a very disharmonious scene appeared.

A petite girl with childish hair used her pink fist to grab the collar of a little boy's uniform. Her cute little face was forced to look fierce, and her eyes were shining like purple grapes, full of innocence and mischief.

, there was a small pear pit rippling on his right cheek, and two cute little tiger teeth were exposed under the full and round lips. He fiercely ordered to the childish-looking little boy in front of him: "How much money do you have, give me as soon as possible."

!Did you hear that? Otherwise... hum~!"

Motata thought that the cute and innocent little boy in front of him would cry out in fear, but he didn't expect that his little eyes wouldn't even blink. His black onyx-like eyes revealed a look of disdain, and he said contemptuously.

, "Blackmail me? You're done!" I saw him whistle leisurely, and within three seconds, a group of people in black uniforms came from all directions, with fierce momentum and domineering attitude. Mi Luo fell in broad daylight.

The appearance of so many underworld bullies caused the citizens on the street to look back and stop.

The dark momentum of hundreds of people surged toward Motata, like a black storm. Motata thought something was wrong, turned around hurriedly, and shouted, "Du Mengqi, run!"

So, Motata and Du Mengqi ran away like patients rushing out of a mental hospital...

"Holy shit, stop running. I'm exhausted." As Motata ran, he shouted to Du Mengqi, who was running for his life, to stop.

"Motata, let me tell you, these young gentlemen all have status and backgrounds. Regardless of their small appearance, their underworld backgrounds are really powerful. I'm telling you, you can just deceive ordinary students on the road.

That's fine, why do you still have to go to the noble elementary school to blackmail? Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise I would have been caught by those gangster bodyguards. I think we would be dead today. Even if you are seeking death, you want to drag me with you? You have no conscience!

"Du Mengqi used her sharp tongue to teach Motata a lesson.

"Du Mengqi, if I weren't really short of money, why would I suffer this kind of crime?! Oh, you said it nicely. If you have the ability, you can just blackmail a passerby. Let me see if you have the ability.

!" Motata kept rolling his eyes at Du Mengqi.

"to my days change my ways, this sudden end to my days, makes me wish i'd changed myways, spend more time with the posse..." (song title: the magic key) When Du Mengqi was about to get angry, Mo Mo

Tata's cell phone rang.

The expression on Du Mengqi's face changed from wanting to tear Motata into pieces to one of joy and excitement, because she knew - the business was coming!

Motata said calmly and in a professional tone: "Name? Address? Time? Place? OK..." After hanging up the phone, Motata's cute little face showed a sly smile like a tiger.

Well, their so-called "business" is nothing more than helping young boys teach cheating girls for one hundred yuan. Or helping men and women in love teach mistresses who get involved in the affair for two hundred yuan... In order to agree, Motata

The original bet with Mo Chuan, all moral integrity has been lost...

——Netherworld.Ye Mei Gang——

The middle-aged man in a black suit sat upright on the most luxurious throne in the lobby. Although he no longer had the vigor of the young man, he still had the majesty, solemnity and calmness of his age, as well as cruelty and bloodthirst that was not found in this grade. He was dense and dense.

There are some silver threads in his black hair, there are looming wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, and his calm eyes also show a touch of fatigue, but the wildness between his eyebrows cannot be ignored. He is the world-famous gangster organization: Netherworld.

The leader of the Charming Gang - Yin Ming. A man in his forties but still a powerful figure, the gang insiders respectfully call him Father Yin.

"Feng Yingchen, come here." Father Yin ordered with a slightly aged voice.

"Yes, Father Yin."

I saw a boy who was less than twenty years old striding to the center of the lobby. The atmosphere in the originally quiet and depressing lobby also became a little commotion. Some girls who were originally unhappy suddenly became energetic, and all of them wore pink-colored faces.

Her peach blossom eyes stared intently at this beauty in the world, as if there was an alarm clock in her heart, and her heart was beating restlessly.

Because, he is here——
Chapter completed!