t her past experiences.She doesn't crave wealth and fame, nor does she desire power and status. All she wants is a warm and loving home.And what she is doing now is guarding her home.Tong Yimo's singi...Could it be that the Fourth Master in the room now is not the eldest brother

Just as Tong Yimo was pondering this, suddenly something moved on her back, like writing something: there's a listening device

Her whole body was tense. After learning that there was a bug in the room, Tong Yimo stammered, "Fourth Master, can you please put down your gun I just came to bring you breakfast." 。" She spoke like this, she shouldn't arouse the suspicion of those listening to them, right " " Put down your breakfast and get out! " 。A man's cold, harsh voice came from behind. 。Tong Yimo turned around, only to see Leng Yeshen had already put on his clothes and donned a pair of fake glasses. 。It's strange, the Eighth Master and Tenth Master are also wearing fake masks, as if they don't want anyone to see their true faces. 。For instance, suppose one day the ten "Ye Hu" deities from the Night Maze encountered each other on the street without their false faces, they might not even recognize each other. 。Tong Yimo absentmindedly placed her breakfast on a nearby low cabinet. She glanced at Leng Yeshen, preparing to leave when Leng Yeshen commanded again, "Come back, and change the dressing for me." 。“ > Eh! > Big brother, are you hurt > Tong Yimo subconsciously wanted to open her mouth to ask, but Leng Yechen spoke again before her: “The medicine is in the corner cabinet over there” 。"Yes!" Tong Yimo weakly replied, walking to the corner cabinet and bringing over the medicine. 。She watched him sit down on the bed, take off his black shirt, and then turn his back to her. There was a bandage on the left shoulder of his back. 。Tong Yi Mo walked over cautiously and helped him remove the gauze, revealing a bloody and mangled gunshot wound. Her heart ached so much that her nose tingled with pain, and tears welled up in her eyes instantly. 。She cried silently while carefully treating his wound. After bandaging it, she thoughtfully helped him put on his shirt. 。When he turned around, she quickly wiped away her tears. 。But, her eyes which had already cried red, still betrayed her. 。"You don't have to be so afraid of me, I won't kill you, at least I still want you to serve me" 。"Leng Ye Chen raised his hand, cupped Tong Yi Mo's cheek, and said insincerely," 。He really wanted to say a few comforting words, but he had to swallow them. 。Tong Yimo met Leng Yechen's eyes, and from his gaze, she saw a rare tenderness. The corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, as she replied, "Fourth Master, rest well. I'll go down first." 。“ He smiled coldly and nodded slightly. 。On the other side, in the listening room of the ancient castle, Eight Ye took off his headset and looked at Ten Ye Leng Yifeng who was sitting on a single sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, smoking a cigar. 。"This Ah Si, there's nothing unusual about him." 。"Why would you think he was sent by Mr. Mo to secretly eliminate us" Eighth Master asked in bewilderment. After all, five years ago, Fourth had saved his life. Although they rarely met, sometimes privately he still called him "Fourth Brother." 。"I don't know why, lately my heart just doesn't feel settled." 。I feel like we're almost done for. 。

"Ten Ye replied deeply.

"Finished No way! We just have to wait for Mr. Mo over there, once he gets the antidote made..." 。Then we'll be able to make a lot of money. 。"By the way, did you pay A4 to kill Leng Yechen" Tenth Master changed the subject casually. 。"I have a grudge against Leng Yeshen, but I haven't reached the point where I want his life," 。Besides, he's your nephew no matter what. 。Don't look at the face of the Buddha, look at the face of the monk. I wouldn't easily spare a killer to take his life. 。"It wasn't your words, was it Master Yi No! Could it be Mr. Mo It shouldn't be..." Ten Ye seemed to be deep in thought, always feeling that the matter of Fourth Ye assassinating Leng Yechen was somewhat strange. 。Perhaps fearing suspicion from Ye Ye and Ba Ye, Leng Yeshen kept a distance from Tong Yimo. Even during meals, they didn't interact much. 。However, she noticed that Leng Yechen seemed to be searching for something in this ancient castle. 。A week later, at noon that day, perhaps because she woke up too early every day, she would feel drowsy in the afternoon. 。Tong Yimo was just about to return to her room to rest, as soon as she entered the door and closed it, someone covered her mouth. 。Just as she was thinking if it could be her older brother, a man's voice, soft and careful, rang in her ear: "Yimo, it's me, A-Xu" 。Because her mouth was still covered, Tong Yimo didn't speak or struggle. 。He Mingxu held Tong Yimo's hand that was dangling by her leg, and put what he was holding into the palm of her hand. 。If I don't make it through tonight, you find a way to get out of here. After you back this up, then give it to the police. 。He Mingxu whispered urgently, then let go of Tong Yimo. 。He didn't say any more inappropriate words to her, but instead, he opened the door directly and tiptoed out. 。Tong Yi Mo gazed at He Ming Xu's departing figure until his back disappeared around the corner of the door, then she slowly raised her hand and looked at what was in her palm. 。 15411/41882281 。knowingly asked, "Do you know who the man dancing with Candy now is" "Of course I do, he's Joe Hurley, the wealthiest person here and a world-renowned investment analyst." 。Lán Yànchén said slowly. 。...