My inner voice was revealed, and all the cannon fodder changed the plot behind my back.

Chapter 133

Twelve years ago.

The weather was terrible, the sky was black and it was raining nonstop.

That day, an operation that only two people knew about was going on in the underground research institute of a well-known hospital in China.

Including myself.

……

This research institute is very busy every day. It stands to reason that at this time of noon, there should be many people in the institute busy with what they are doing.

But I don’t know what happened today. The research institute was empty, and there was not a single person in sight. It was like... everyone had been taken away.

There are only a few people in the entire hospital who can do this.

There is an operating room in this underground research institute that no one knows what it is used for. Normally no one would go in. If anything happens, they go directly to the hospital, because the medical equipment in the hospital operating room is much better than here.

Everyone thinks so.

In this operating room where almost no one comes in and out, an operation is going on.

The danger is unknown, the safety number is unknown, and the survival rate is unknown.

The patient who was about to undergo this operation was a little girl, about five years old. She was huddled in the corner of the operating room, staring at the old man in the white coat, trembling slightly.

His eyes were filled with intense fear.

"I told you I'm not sick!" the little girl suddenly shouted.

The old man was only stunned for a moment, and then began to approach slowly again.

"With the way you are now, I don't believe you are okay."

The old man's hand grabbed the little girl's shoulder. Before he could catch it, the little girl's eyes turned red.

With tears welling up in her eyes, the little girl suddenly heard the voice of a second person besides the old man: "Trash."

It sounded exactly like her voice now.

From her sea of ​​consciousness.

The next second, a feeling of weightlessness hit her, and she heard the voice again: "Do you believe that I have to destroy this research institute?"

……

Time cuts back to the present.

Class 8, Grade 3, Chengyang No. 1 Middle School.

There is a group of boys surrounding the back door of the classroom, all of them with yellow hair. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that the short-haired boy with yellow hair standing in the center is the boss of that group of people.

Let’s call him the yellow-haired boss for now.

Boss Huang Mao stood in the center of the crowd and spoke seriously about all the things they were going to do today.

Boss Huang Mao slowly took a look at the people around him before getting to the point: "We don't have much to do today. After finishing school during the day, we can just follow the boss to the company to support the company in the evening."

As soon as the yellow-haired boss finished speaking, a little yellow-haired one spoke up: "Why should we protect the boss? Isn't it enough for her alone?"

As soon as he finished speaking, all eyes were focused on him.

Have courage, brother.

Seeing others looking at him, Xiao Huangmao was a little confused: "Isn't it true? After all, the boss dared to fight a group of men covered in tendons alone, and he really won."

……

This is the reason for the fight.

Three days ago, a group of men covered in tendons came to the school gate. They stood at the school gate from 1 p.m. until school ended at 5:30 in order to block people.

The one who is blocking is their boss.

He said he was here for revenge, but their boss didn't panic at all after seeing him and said calmly: "Change the place, this will not have a good impact."

Then, they witnessed what it means to explode the sky.

Two moves per person, one sweeps the legs and knocks down the other's tendons.

In less than ten minutes, a piece of it fell on the ground.

They still want to help...

The boss raised his chin to the two people who had not fallen down, and motioned for them to come together.

After dealing with the last two, their boss clapped his hands and said to them, "Let's go."

The fight was captured on video by passers-by and posted online. The video was unclear and shaky, but it was not difficult to tell that the protagonist was a girl.

Since then, their boss has become famous in one battle. The day before their boss was besieged, their boss was in a bad mood.

The air pressure was very low that whole day, and no one in the whole class dared to talk to her. Yan Mo, who had no outlet to vent, never made any trouble no matter how bad his face was, but this state did not last long.

The reason is a bunch of messages from someone I don’t know.

Yan Mo was catching up on his sleep when he received a lot of messages. Not long after he lay down, he was woken up by bursts of new message alerts. He turned on his phone with a dark face. After reading those messages, get out of class was over. The bell happened to ring.

Yan Mo strode out of the classroom and walked towards the roof of the teaching building.

When he arrived at the door of the principal's office on the top floor, he stretched out his finger and knocked twice casually, then opened the door without waiting for a response.

The principal, who was sitting on an armchair drinking tea, was so frightened that he almost lost his balance with the teacup in his hand.

"Did you give away my herbal medicine?" Yan Mo sat down on the small sofa directly in front of the principal and asked him with a cold face.

It was obvious that he was in a bad mood.

The principal took a sip of tea and said calmly, "I found that herb, how come it becomes yours?"

"Who did you give it to?" Yan Mo had no time to argue with him about whether the herb was hers or his, and went straight to the topic.

The principal took another sip of tea, looked at Yan Mo seriously, and after confirming that she really wanted the herb, he said slowly, "Isn't there someone in the Chen family who wants it? It's the Chen family in Nancheng, you know that, right? "

"The second young master of the Chen family wanted that herb, so I gave it to him. The second young master Chen is really handsome. I think he must be your type."

"Please be more concise." Yan Mo stood up and looked at him with a frown.

"I'll give it to the second son of the Chen family in Nancheng. Do you understand? Now." The principal repeated it in rough words.

"Well, it should have been like this a long time ago. Talking a lot of nonsense." After knowing the person who cut off her herbal medicine, Yan Mo quickly left the principal's office without returning to the classroom and went straight out of the school gate.

Yan Mo carries a pile of leave application slips with him, all of which were approved by the principal himself. When he wants to use them, he can just add a date and leave the school, just like now.

"Classmate, wait a minute." The guard in the reception room stopped Yan Mo who was striding out. He looked up and down for a while and asked, "Why are you out? Do you have a note?"

Yan Mo took out a wad of paper from his pocket and placed it on the stool behind the uncle.

"This is for one month. Just let me go if you see me in the future." Yan Mo successfully left the school after handing in the leave application form.

The man in the reception room looked at the large pile of leave requests on the stool and counted them carefully.

See if it's enough for a month.

After counting the leave requests, the uncle organized the leave requests and put them away properly.

Looking at Yan Mo's handsome back, the uncle couldn't help but sigh. There is another person with a brain problem. Is the school too strict and the child can't bear it anymore?

……

After leaving the school gate, Yan Mo stopped a taxi and sat down. He took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his school uniform and asked without looking up, "How much is it to Nancheng?"

"Little girl, it's at least five hundred to go to Nancheng. It's too far from here." The driver replied.

"Park the car." After hearing the price, Yan Mo said decisively.

"What's wrong, little girl?" The driver heard this and stopped the car on the side of the road.

"No money, can't afford to sit, get out of the car." Open the door, get out of the car, close the door, all in one movement. When Yan Mo stood outside the car, the driver realized that Yan Mo didn't intend to sit anymore.

"Little girl, it's not that I charge too much. The price is already very low. I have to take off more than half of my gas money." The driver explained helplessly.

"Yeah, I know, but you talk so much and I don't have the money to pay you the fare. Also, you just drove me a short distance, and I just paid a dollar to go there. Take a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, the driver's cell phone rang with a voice saying "One yuan received on WeChat." The driver was stunned for a moment, then sighed and drove away.

After getting out of the car, Yan Mo casually leaned against a tree on the side of the road, opened his phone, clicked into the address book, picked a number and dialed it.

Without letting Yan Mo wait for a few seconds, the call was connected.

"Come and pick me up on the roadside not far from Chengyang No. 1 Middle School." Yan Mo said before the other party was about to speak.

After saying that, he hung up the phone at the speed of light.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Mo leisurely opened the short video software and slowly scrolled through the video, not worrying that the other party would not come to pick her up because of her bad attitude.

Sure enough, just as Yan Mo expected, the other party didn't let her wait long.

More than ten minutes later, a Maybach stopped in front of her.

After glancing at the person in the driver's seat, Yan Mo opened the door and sat in the back seat.

After Yan Mo sat down, her hand movement still didn't stop, her fingers slowly sliding on the screen.

The driver was a man who was very good-looking and could be easily recognized in a crowd.

The man glanced at Yan Mo, who was busy brushing off his energy, and said casually, "Little Mo Mo, where are you going?"

"Nancheng, Chen's family." After Yan Mo reported the address, he stopped what he was doing and looked up at him, "I've told you many times, don't call me Xiao Mo."

The man disagreed, "Okay, let's go to Chen's house in Nancheng."

He directly ignored Yan Mo's second sentence.

"Oh, by the way, why did you go to Chen's house?" The man turned his head half way and looked at Yan Mo doubtfully.

"None of your business." Then she closed her eyes.

Catch up on sleep.

……

When Yan Mo woke up, the car happened to be parked in front of Chen's house.

That's right, the man drove the car directly to the door of Chen's house and parked it very accurately in the middle.

Yan Mo glanced at the door of Chen's house and looked at the man in the driver's seat, "You understand me quite well."

The man was stunned for a moment, and then answered, "Well, that's not the case."

"Well, I'm afraid I won't fight with the Chen family." Yan Mo said casually after opening his phone and replying a message.

"How, how could this happen? I'm not that kind of person, Xiao Momo, but you know that." The man said seriously, with a small grievance on his face that you wronged me.

Yan Mo got out of the car, walked to the driver's seat window, held up one hand, bent down and said: "Hurry up and leave my sight within a minute. If not, then I can only wrong you again." Do me a favor."

What else can I do for you?

For example: Accompany her to Chen's house to grab herbs.

The man laughed dryly, and with a push of his feet, the car immediately ran out, spraying Yan Mo's face with exhaust fumes.

Yan, who was sprayed with exhaust gas, silently made a note in his heart for the man to settle the score in the future.

After standing there for a while, she walked towards the door.

The Chen family is very big. There is such a big house in Nancheng, where land is very valuable. They are not simple people. Yan Mo put his cell phone into his pocket and explained his intention to the security guard of the Chen family.

By the time the security guard came out and said there were no visitors, Yan Mo had already been standing there for ten minutes.

"That's it."

The security guard nodded: "Yes."

……

Two minutes later, Yan Mo successfully entered the Chen family gate.

Yan Mo fought his way to the living room of the Chen family, knocking out more than 20 people on the way.

She didn't dare to kick the living room door, because her intuition told her that she couldn't afford to pay for it if it was broken.

Opening the door and entering the Chen family's living room, after a few casual glances, Yan Mo couldn't help but sigh, he is really rich.

Just bring out any ornament, at least six digits.

Yan Mo took a deep breath, ah, even the air smelled of copper.

Yan Mo stayed in the living room for three minutes and felt something was wrong before he saw the owner come out.

The Chen family has a great business. No matter what happens, there will never be anyone else at home except the security guard.

Yan Mo looked around the Chen family's living room and saw a piece of clothing exposed at the corner of the stairs.

Yan Mo raised his eyebrows and walked in that direction.

When she was about to approach, the owner of the clothes ran away and ran into the room on the second floor.

Yan Mo stopped and did not move forward.

It was not allowed for her to enter the place where people slept.

After returning to the living room, Yan Mo waited for about half an hour, which exhausted all her patience.

She didn't wait any longer and left directly.

I'm so surprised. I beat up a group of people, but the owner didn't react at all?

Are all rich people this weird?

unlucky!

After returning in vain, Yan Mo made the same phone call again.

"Come here again."

Two minutes later, the car arrived in front of Yan Mo, and it was obvious that it had not gone far.

Didn’t get it? When the man looked at her face, he didn't feel that she was successful.

Yan Mo got into the car and spoke first: "Stop talking, I don't want to beat anyone."

The man who was about to open his mouth to inquire about the situation silently shut up. He didn't want to get injured after doing a good deed.

After seeing off the living Bodhisattva, the man patted his butt and left immediately.

Yan Mo, who was sprayed with exhaust gas again, gave him another mark.

……

Five days later, Yan Mo was still thinking about the herbal medicine and planned to go to Nancheng again. As soon as she dialed the number, she received an email.

Sender [Sister Zhao].

"Master Yan, what's the matter?" came the voice from the phone.

Yan Mo replied that it was okay and hung up.

I clicked on the email and read it over.

Most of it is nonsense, and Yan Mo extracted a little bit of useful information from a bunch of nonsense.

The general meaning is: Come to the company tomorrow, do your work-related things well, and the company will arrange activities for you to attend.

The company here refers to a slightly famous brokerage company in Chengyang.

8. Why are you just replying to my emoji? Isn’t it worthy of you to send a few sentences and type a few words? I don’t think I did anything wrong. How can you not reply after reading it? I really don’t understand your behavior and I am so disappointed. It’s so sad. I thought you understood me. I thought too much. Who understands me? How many people in this world understand me? I’m too superficial, ignorant and naive. 9. My heart really hurts. Do you understand me? Why did you let me! Let your most beloved person, watch your most beloved person feel uncomfortable! How can you bear it? I was really heartbroken, but you stood by and showed a smile on your face from time to time, which was lucky enough to escape me! How can you bear it? Where is your conscience! My heart really hurts!

(End of this chapter)