Stolen Love

Knowing that I had nothing to do with the heart of the glass, the spirit slackened, and I couldn’t help but rest in the Qi Mo Huai’s long sleep. Qi Mo saw this cold and waved his hand. The voice of the Red Eagle suddenly fell and looked down at his arms. Holding the glass heart, Qi Mo exchanged a position, let the space of the chest of the glass as far as possible let it stretch out, let it lie comfortably in his arms.

At the brightly lit airport, Qi Mo sat on his private jet with his sleeping glass heart. In the night, he flew to the other side of the ocean, where his next destination.

Rome, Italy, the ancient kingdom of Europe, has a strong culture, a long history, countless heroes, endless achievements, and inaccessible monuments.

However, these are not the things that the heart cares about. When she opens her eyes to look at the country in front of her, her mind is big. Italy, she is too familiar, and she is a little scared.

"Why come to Italy?" Sitting in the extended Cadillac, the heart of the glass does not care why this type of car likes this model, holding a pair of beautiful eyes and looking up at the expressionless Qimo.

Qi Mo looked down at his glass heart, while stroking the hair of the glass heart, while faintly said: "You follow me, no one dares to treat you?"

Qi Mo is also understanding people. The heart of the glass is a person who steals the organization. The last time he was caught by him, he understood the identity of the heart of the glass. He naturally knew that the person in front of him was a person who was secretly arrested and arrested. This Italy may be The place where the heart of the glass does not want to come is also the most taboo place, so there is nothing extra, just put the glass heart under your own wing.

The heart of the glass listened to the words of Qi Mozhang, and after picking up the eyebrows, I felt that I was really at ease. After all, this is a powerful, cold-blooded and ruthless family. If you can’t even cover yourself, let him Go back to farming.

Qi Mo saw the heart of the glass did not speak, thinking that the heart of the glass is still worried, the red eagle squatting toward the side of the moment: "destroy it."

The red eagle should be, although the two did not say anything to destroy, but the heart of the glass with the ink and so on, naturally understand a little bit of ink, and now I grabbed the arm of Qi Mo and shook his head: "Do not Don't destroy them."

When Qi Modun swept the glass heart, his brows wrinkled slightly, and the glass heart shook his eyes. He silently said: "The people inside are growing up with me, not everyone is bad with me. It’s not that everyone doesn’t want to do this industry. I don’t want to ruin everything because I’m ruining it. I’m a man who can’t go with me. I naturally have a way to find them. I’m a very vengeful person, but I have no complaints. People, I will not force others, you don't have to be for me, I can solve this little thing myself."

Silence, Qi Mo did not answer, the heart of the glass could not help but look at Qi Mo, with a smile on his face: "I have not been white mixed for so many years, don't ruin my good name on the road? Qi boss ?"

Qi Mo saw the glass heart and looked at him. He sighed slightly and sighed: "Don't come to me later."

"Yes, yes, yes, I solve my own problems, I will never come to the boss." Glass knows that Qimo is promised, and suddenly laughs, although perhaps there is no stealing, her fate will be different, but Since she has already reached this road, she has not squandered her organization. As for her, she is not everyone. She does not have that qualification, nor does she have such a big hatred. It is necessary to ruin the entire organization to repay.

"Beautiful name? What is your name? On that road, Bai Dao is still a dark road?" asked the driver who was driving and smiled through the rearview mirror. This question, Huang Ying, who was sitting next to him, suddenly laughed. What is the heart of the glass? She doesn’t know what she is, she dares to say it.

The glass heart suddenly set up a new look, and raised his eyebrows: "It’s better than you." Although she has no name on the road, there is no name on the underworld, but she is so famous. I really want to say what it is, very much said. Too much, gray road, not black or white.

Summarized for a long time to find a gray road out, the glass heart has not lost the exit has lost the qi, this is something, listening to nothing at all, can not help but climb on the shoulders of Qi ink frowning, feeling the ink slowly Stroking her hair, how do I feel a bit like touching a cat, and the glass suddenly coldly said: "I am not a pet."

"I don't have pets." What a pet is, the kind of animal that is inexplicable, who is interested in raising it.

Looking up and seeing the ink in the eyes, the eyebrows flashed a trace of impatience and disappointment. The heart of the glass could not help but sigh. It was her fault. It was her fault to talk to a person who was not willing to raise a person. It was her fault. A topic said: "Boss, are we going there?"

"Mafia."

"What?" was scared by the three words of Qi Moping, and looked at Qi Mo with his eyes. Can these three words be said in such a calm tone?

Qi Mo saw the glass heart widened his eyes, the shock in the eyes made people do not want to find it hard, could not help but frown slightly: "Don't look like a ghost, I can't afford this face."

The heart of the glass blinked, and Huang Ying, who was shaking his head and smiling, said: "The mafia is only worth it? It is an organization."

The heart of the glass sees the anger in the eyes of the ink, and the expression of such a surprise to him has cast a big face on him, and the laughter in the words of Huang Ying has made her unable to pick her eyebrows. Is this mafia? Not worth shocking? Did she overestimate the other side, or did she underestimate Qimo?

"They are powerful, but they are not a terrible existence. You may not know that although the various forces are standing side by side on the road, they each do different things. Each has its own forces and leaders, but it is generally an arms dealer. For the boss of all kinds of forces, then we are the arms of everyone." The steady red eagle sees the glass heart is not very clear, can not help but explain to her.

The heart of the glass knows that Qi Mo is one of the best giants on the underworld, but I didn’t expect Qi Mo’s position to be so high. This is the first time I heard that there is such a saying on the underworld, and suddenly I raised my eyebrows and looked at Qi Moxun and laughed: "Is it because you are producing arms and seeing who is going to kill them, so there is such a big force and prestige on the Tao?"

Huang Ying and the settler suddenly laughed, and the red eagle smiled and smiled. The glass heart could not help but look at Qi Mo.

The rare flash in the eyes of Qi Momei flashed a smile, looking at the slowly flowing glass: "You can say that."

The glass suddenly whistled: "It’s really arrogant."

The red eagle sees the heart of the glass and actually believes it. I can't help but smile. I see the joy of the ink heart, the smiley face of the glass heart, and I have never seen the smile on the face for so many years. The heart is really capable. This book is started by this site, please do not reprint!