Stolen Love

Britain, the old country, the dull style, London, the British capital, in this land of Europe, here is the only one that can't be wiped out, and this time, it is a unique exception.

From the private plane, a row of cars has stopped at the airport gate. Although Qi Mo does not come here, it does not mean that there is no Qimo force here.

The exotic customs, the romance of France, the passion of the Italians, the rigor of Germany, the enthusiasm of the Netherlands, the enthusiasm of the Netherlands, the land that looks nothing, and does not have any top-notch, but has its own unique style. .

London, the suburbs, the so-called rich areas, one-of-a-kind villas, far away, or a few old castles, highlight their value and uniqueness.

In front of an old castle, the white tone and the sharp roof completely show the British style of the 18th century, the rich aristocratic atmosphere and the strong sense of pride.

A row of cars parked in front of the white castle, Qi Mo has been holding his eyes closed with his eyes closed. There is a moment to touch the wound on the shoulder of the glass heart. He bites the wound, the wound is already scarred, and the medicine of the household is good. It’s incredible, even the pain is not there now, just the feeling of a slight bump, letting people know that there is a scar there.

The red heart and the yellow eagle that the glass heart did not follow were serious, but they were so curious that they could make the fire of Qi Mofa so big. Now it’s calm and cold. It seems that nothing has happened. She can’t be curious. Ink has never been so emotional.

Leaning on the shoulders of Qi ink, wide-eyed eyes looked at the white castle, the red eagle, the yellow eagle did not get off, a subordinate who did not know, walked coldly face to face, standing against the castle gate The first two doormen said two words. I saw two doormen eclipsing their faces instantly. They took a look at the car made by Qi Mo. They didn’t say anything extra, and ran directly to the old castle.

Half-sounding, when everyone was impatient, the electronic door of the old castle suddenly slammed shut, and Qimo was isolated from the outside. The red eagle and others suddenly looked dark and gloomy.

Qi Mo still keeps his eyes closed, but the hand that touches the scar of the glass heart, there is a moment of pause. If it is not the intention of the heart of the glass, there will be no change in the ink, but the cold breath is fast. Spreading up, after all, on the road, no one dares not to give Qimo face.

"Broken." The cold command, the red eagle, etc. should suddenly be, slightly indicating that someone had walked toward the gate of the old castle.

The glass heart raised an eyebrow and glanced at the antique castle. He shook his head with a slight pity. So antique things would be scrapped. It was a group of idiots. It’s hard to get a good number of courtesy concierges, not directly rushing in. I really give this song to my face. Qi Mo will allow someone to give him a faceless face. This is not a matter of finding a way. It is a problem with IQ.

Accurate blasting, absolutely first-class tactics and professionalism, the gates of the castle are in a sound that is not too loud, and there is nothing left.

There is no legendary piece of iron shot, and there is no arrogant fire tongue. There is no earth-shattering explosion. The explosives in Qimo’s hands have already been drilled to the extreme stage. If you want to blow a millimeter, you will never blow up two millimeters. The glass heart looked at the disappearing door, and raised an eyebrow and was strong.

The black Cadillac slowly, but with absolute coldness and domineering into the white castle, there are people who fled, the panic expression, the feeling of stunned, let the whole castle be like a dog The riots.

The car parked on the main house door in the old castle. Qimo looked cold and got off the bus. He didn't look at the people around him. He walked straight toward the main house, and the glass heart followed, Red Eagle and Huang Ying points. On both sides of the column, the four people are quite a bit of a stance.

"A person who didn't use it for a minute came over and started to blow me from the northeast corner." The words of the red eagle were very dull, as if they were just talking to the people they brought, but those who were a little bit timid heard this in the distance. The words ran away as soon as the smoke broke.

"Qi Mo, how big is your courage?" Two minutes, in a burst of blasting sound, an angry middle-aged man, with a few people of the same age, rushed in.

Hey, a crisp shot, a piece of floor tiles at the foot of the middle-aged man was strongly forced, and the bursting of the shot broke out. The scared middle-aged man quickly stepped back a few steps.

The yellow eagle looks chilly and takes back the gun in his hand. The cold road: "The name of the family, you are not qualified to call."

The middle-aged man suddenly rose a face, and he was not swearing at Qi Mozhen. He was not afraid of it. He was a little bit afraid and stood awkwardly in the middle of the hall.

The glass heart stood beside the Qi Mo sitting on the main seat. The four people who saw him, three men and one woman, were almost all over fifty people. The squats revealed that they were all a little bit extravagant, and they looked like they were still After all, after all, the temperament of this year is the same, the four people still have the feeling of being a person, and at first glance it should be the one who is in the palm of the hand.

However, compared with Qi Mo, I don't know where it is going to go. It feels like a dragon and a muddy feeling. It doesn't look like it. The glass heart can't help but pick up the eyebrows.

"Qi Dang, I don't know what is going to be our song house today?" After the evaluation of the glass heart, a faint voice came, and the four middle-aged people suddenly let go of the figure and exposed the people behind.

The heart of the glass is a 70-80-year-old man holding a cane in his hand, but the waist is quite straight, although it is covered with hoarfrost, but the plain questioning, feeling of not being blown, slow The extravagance of the slow-moving, the heart knows that the real boss has come out.

"Where is Qu Wei?" Qi Mo slowly lowered his eyes at this time, watching the old man sitting on the side of the road, the sigh of the eyebrows flashed, the cold voice made no sense. Emotional ups and downs.

The old man sat down solemnly and looked at Qi Moshen with a serious look: "This is the thing of our Qujia, not asking for help."

Qi Mo's eyebrows leaned back and leaned back against the chair behind him. The red eagle suddenly said: "Fried."

"Slow." The words of the Red Eagle were finished. The old man sank in his face, and the crutches in his hand slammed on the ground, and the anger stopped.

No one answered him, and no one obeyed him. The explosion came and heard. It was not just a fixed-point blast. The first thing was to win the first thing. What you want now is the total deterrence, the earth-shattering, deafening voice, and The screams of horror made the five faces in front of me face.

"Qi Mo, what do you mean in the end? Come to our Qujia is the wilderness? You are a wild species." The middle-aged woman was frightened and angry, and she was not vocal about Qi Mokou.

The voice is still falling, the eyes of Qimo are flashing, the glass heart standing beside him, clearly feels the hatred and disgust of Qi Mo, and the yellow eagle on the side does not say anything extra, lightning-like shotgun Just aim at the woman who is full of anger.

At the same time, the boss changed his face and angered: "Whoever makes you more words, go on." While standing up quickly, he stood up in front of the woman, and the skillful figure made it impossible for a 70-80-year-old man to own.

At this time, Qi Mo also gently raised his hand, Huang Ying is about to press the trigger, but see Qi Mo actually shot to stop, suddenly a strange look in the eyebrows flashed, the gun in the hand is also because The ink stopped and came back, but the bloodthirsty gaze stared at the man who felt the wrong words and paled.

The tiny movement of the glass heart has also been seen, can not but say quite strange, Qi Mo's current prestige has been counted on the sky, no matter who Bai Dao gangster dare not give Qi Mo face, so insulting words, Qi Mo does not kill his family It is already benevolent, and this time, Qi Mo actually endured, and actually hated the Qujia, and endured it, which really made her not to be surprised.

The old man stood in the middle of the hall, looking up at Qi Mo, his eyes were not good, and the faint road said: "The little girl can't talk, but also please be a family member, and the old ones will accompany you." After a ceremony, the look is very indifferent.

It is reasonable to say that this person may be a figure of Qi Mo's grandfather. The two people are so strange and polite. They can't be polite, but they are indifferent, and an elder is praying for himself. This is absolutely in accordance with the position of the head of the family and the head of the family, there is no family, and some are just the heads of the two giants.

Qi Mo's indifferent way: "Don't give me a chance to kill her."

The old man nodded slightly, waved his hand backwards, three men and one woman, fearing more than angry to retreat.

The explosion of the bang continued, and the old man’s indifferent face frowned slightly. Shen Sheng said: “It’s a pity to be honest, and it’s not that you can let you do whatever you want.”

There was a sullen look in the eyes of Qi Momei, and he also said: "I am asking once, where is the song?" There is no negotiation condition in the cold tone, and some are just impatient and cold.

The old man frowned slightly, and he saw that Qi Mo was only asking the song to be there. The middle-aged man who was just pointing back just now stepped forward and said: "Where is Qu Wei?" Listening to this sentence, red As soon as the eagle raised his hand, the explosion suddenly disappeared.

The middle-aged man slightly sucked his mouth and whispered: "Dad, how can the younger brother tell him if he is ready..." He didn't speak, but the meaning was obvious, although his voice was almost low. Mosquitoes are beautiful, but the people who are sitting under the ink are not ordinary people, a pair of trained ears, so that nothing escapes.

"Say." The old man’s brows were tight and wrinkled, and nothing was redundant.

When the middle-aged people saw the family and had already made a speech, they couldn’t help but say: "The younger brother is in Asian archaeology, and this will not know where he is."

The heart of the glass couldn’t help but turn a blind eye. It’s really a loss. This person dares to say that this song doesn’t know what it’s like. It’s like a dry tomb. One day, following the famous tombs in history, the whole world is swaying. Therefore, Qi Mo will not know where it is now. The so-called archaeology is just cover-up. This song is blamed if you don’t know it. This shows that it is perfunctory, and the glass heart can’t help but despise this middle-aged man. Ming knows that Qi is a character, and the name knows what character Qi Mo is. He actually came to this trick and stupidly bite.

The old man's face slowed down, and he looked up at the cold eyes of the ink, and the indifferent road: "Qi Dang has already known the whereabouts of my son, and I will not send it."

When Zimmerton sneered, he looked at the middle-aged man with one word and one word: "I don't know, it's good."

On the side of the red eagle's eyebrows flashed a trace of cool color, reaching out to the old man holding the information in his hand, watching the middle-aged man slowly walk towards him.

The middle-aged man saw the red eagle looking at him with murderous anger. The action seemed to be slow, but he quickly approached him. He quickly retraced and trembled: "What do you want?" The murder of the Red Eagle is definitely not fake. To really kill him, the power of the Yiqi family, he is just a white death, so watching the red eagle approaching, the middle-aged man's face has changed.

The old man saw a faint anger in the eyebrows, but he did not speak. The yellow eagle on the side said: "I advise you to see clearly that you are speaking, we don't have so much patience."

The old man listened to the obvious warning of Huang Ying, deeply suppressed the anger that had already rushed up, and opened up the information in his hands. He could become the head of the giants. He has lived to this age, and the exercise has not invaded and endured absolutely. It is first class.

Hey, the sound of the broken bones is accompanied by the screams of the middle-aged people killing the pigs. The people inside the castle are scared and shivering, and all the people who control the Qimo control, can not report to the police, can not go out, let some gall The small one fainted directly, but the hall was cold and cold, as if this was nothing but important.

"Say, where is Qu Wei in the end?" Qi Mo cold eyes on the middle-aged man who was broken his arm, the cool color in his eyes, let the Qu family in the hall involuntarily tremble.

The old man quickly flipped through the information in his hand, his face slightly sinking, turned and looked at the sweating sweating, and the eldest son who was awake by the red eagle, Shen Sheng: "Where is Qu Wei?" ”

After all, the old man is a person who has been coming over for decades. Some one-sided materials can quickly find out what is behind him. For so many years, this son has been in the house, and all the news of the Qu family is that he is the master and contact, Qu Wei The news Qi Mo has known, he does not have reason to do not know, concealing everyone, this is definitely not the reason that do not want to say to Qi Mo, deeper reasons to think out.

The middle-aged man trembled with tears and almost shed tears. He blinked his eyes and said: "I don't know, Dad, I really don't know."

When Qi Modun stood up, he said coldly: "Don't think that I promised not to move you, you can let you do whatever you want, you don't say, very good, I am waiting for you not to say, the red eagle, all killed, I can't find someone who can't find out." As he said, he would go out when he stepped.

The red eagle should always say: "Yes, one does not stay." As he said, he slowly raised his hand.

The old man quickly rushed up and grabbed the middle-aged man's neck and said: "Quickly, where is Qu Wei? What do you want to do?"

The middle-aged people were also scared by the words of Qi Mo, and they both said: "Dad, don't be afraid, he promised the girl, can't move our songs, he doesn't dare, he doesn't... dare." Under the cold gaze, the voice is getting smaller and smaller, and more and more lack of confidence.

Qi Mo snorted, and the corner of his mouth slowly outlined a cruel smile: "You gave me a good chance. You should know that what I want most in my life is to razed it to the ground and ask you to have a song." Don't stay, break the grandson."

Followed by Qi Mo's glass heart, listening to these few conversations, I understand it. It seems that Qi Mo promised that he should be his mother, not to the Qu family, so it will be so many years, no matter how much hate and disgust There is no such thing as a songwriter, and the Qu family obviously knows it, so no one has come to provoke Qi Mo to come and provoke Qi Jia. If it is not today, the two will disappear forever.

Listening to Qi Mo's cold and cruel words, I feel that Qi Mo is full of **** hatred. The heart suddenly feels that Qi Mo may not be such a **** person, because one sentence, one promise, and suppressing himself for so many years, aligning ink For those who have such personality and power, they really don’t know what to say. This is the credit of Qimo. The absolute credit of the entire arms world is promised. It will be done regardless of the cost. This should also be The root of his life, the contradiction is the iron law.

"Come on, you can tell you exactly where Qu Wei is. You want to die. Don't die with us. If you want all the wealth of this song, you have to have life and enjoy it. Just say, you will say." The two men and one woman standing outside the door, at this time, did not care so much, crazy rushed in, constantly kicking the middle-aged who had been scared by Qi Mo.

Qi Mo did not mean to stop at all, and strode out to the hall. Everyone knows that Qi Mo only has to go out of this gate, then the massacre will begin. The Qi Dao is so big, although the Qu family is also the Bai Dao Quan Men. However, there is absolutely no power to compete with Qimo, so several people in the hall are crazy to attack the middle-aged.

The glass heart followed behind Qi Mo, and looked at a few people on the ground with contempt. It was a brother. She just heard their words clearly. It’s not property and location. It’s sad to calculate my family in order to get everything. Family, money and rights are so important?

Although I don’t know the day when I only care about the tomb of the tomb, why is this temporary temporary master as an enemy, but Qi Mo should have thought of it long ago, and the glass heart has looked at the back of the ink, this person is climbing up in the right So, I understand very clearly.

"In Egypt, in Egypt, I lost a trace on the other side of the pyramid. I don't know the specifics. I just got the news. I didn't want to kill him. I didn't want to kill him." Qi Mo stepped out of the door. The other leg was still in the door, and the object of the attack was suddenly called out. The glass heart looked back and the black pressed muzzle had all pointed to them. No wonder it would be said, after all, it is still important to its own life.

"It is best not to let me catch the second time." Qi Mo coldly throws a sentence, heads out and walks out, all the guns are pointed at the men in the hall, trained to follow Qi Mo, All silence and absolute obedience.

The old man looked at Qi Mo and disappeared at the door. He looked at the four people who were in the hall and frowned. He said: "What do you want to be yours, if you want to sit in my position, Then take the strength to talk, don't provoke him in the future, he, you can't afford it." After that, silently sighed, turned and went out, just the figure holding the cane, it seems like a It’s just a few years old, and there’s no straight waist.

"Go to Egypt." Qi Mo was coldly sitting in the car, with a cold face with disgust, with hatred, but also with a little helplessness.

This is the first time that the heart of the glass has seen helplessness on the face of Qi Mo. Such an expression should not appear on the face of Qi Mo. It feels very uncomfortable. Qi Mo is not anyone. Anything can be difficult to pour, not because Other, just because he is Qi Mo.

Suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Boss, I want to go and find it. If I don't want to go, I won't go. Don't show such a look, it's very uncomfortable to see."

Qi Mo could not help but look at the glass heart, see the dissatisfaction of the glass heart, the sun temperament on the face has not disappeared at any time, it is full of vitality, warm and comfortable, now a slight eyebrow With a glass heart.

The glass heart suddenly consciously sat next to Qi Mo, and he gave Qi Mo as a pillow. Qi Mo saw that the suffocating air in this eyebrow slowly dissipated. From the moment he entered the Qujia, he was a little out of the state, fast. Restored to the original Qimo, what helpless, what disgust, what hate disappeared on the face of Qi Mo, the only thing left is the king of the world, domineering Qi Mo.

The red eagle and the yellow eagle sitting in front looked at each other and their eyes were relieved. This kind of Qimo was their master. Ink means this, so let's talk.

Qi Mo has promised that they have not promised, even if they do not kill them, it is very easy to solve them. This world can not only solve problems by killing people, but if one person, one family will never turn over, for Qi, for them, for them. It’s too easy, even if the songs are countless whites, they will never have a day, they have the means.

Qi Mo closed his eyes and held the glass heart as a pillow. The heart of the glass was so wide that he looked at the silent communication of the two people in front. She didn’t care about such things. What do they want to do with the songs? That’s their business. She didn't have the time to ask, and of course she wouldn't even object to it. Qi Mo and their grudges, but as long as they didn't get her, everything was easy to say.

But now I am a little excited to think of it, Egypt, Pyramid, God, this is a world-famous thing. Even if she is not learning, she has heard of these places, and she is absolutely safe. There must be nothing to eat. There.

I want her footsteps to travel across five continents, to countless places, what antiques she has not seen, to go to the pyramid to visit antiques, she has never been to, after all, no one entrusted them to steal things in the pyramid, and She majored in antiques and thought about the products of thousands of years ago. She suddenly felt that her saliva had to flow down. Egypt, this time is her favorite place to go.

Egypt, the ancient kingdom, the ancient culture, the cross-Asian, the non-two continents, is a famous country in the world, where it continues the oldest civilization, the most intelligent breaking, Egypt, the history and products, let This land is full of mystery.

"You are very excited." It is a question, but it is definitely a question. Sitting on the plane to Egypt, Qi Mo leans on the cushion, frowning and watching the excitement on the plane and walking over, can’t wait for an instant The look of the past, cold channel.

"Yeah." The heart of the glass did not evade at all. He smiled and looked at Qimo, and Huang Ying, who was heading for the plane, said: "How long will it take to open fast, speed, knowing how to save people?" Hurry up, hurry up." As he said, he looked at the window and looked outside.

After that high-altitude flight, the heart of the glass has felt completely pediatric for this seemingly dangerous situation. This is really unlimited for people's potential. As long as they are willing to dig, there will be a new look and surprise.

Huang Ying suddenly speechless, pumping his mouth and said: "Slow, good, you come to open." While talking, turned his head and glared at the heart of the glass.

Huang Xin looked back at Huang Ying: "I want to open, you have already gone, hurry, this stuff does not need you any technology, no one is rushing with you, actually can not get the speed, simply take The boss’s order is improper."

Indeed, there is a blue sky and white clouds in the sky, and nothing else. Compared to her driving a car, I really don’t want to brake the car, and I’m going to go crazy and fight, so big, I want to open it, it’s hard. There is still a rush to the road, the super machine is not.

Huang Ying saw that the glass heart actually pulled the Qi ink in. He suddenly turned his head and silently turned his head. He still kept the speed and started the plane. The plane could only drive so fast, otherwise he would not want to hear the glass heart. Luo Wei, it is simply an idiot who drives a plane.

The red eagle sits next to Qi Mo and is constantly sorting out the information on the Egyptian side. Egypt is not a country with a lot of arms requirements, but it is not very small, but there is a land of Lanbang, some things and means. Be prepared in advance, or go to the wrong place.

At this time, listening to the heart of the glass, said, not only a rare pumping mouth, but helpless smile: "Come here, look at this information, but it is dead, but don't blame us for not telling you."

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