Chapter 70: Don't Speak
Last night, the intense highway battle between Cross and Fire Fox made headlines, and in the process, Mindy also got a brief moment in the spotlight.
Although most people couldn't see Mindy's face, someone who knew her particularly well recognized her.
"Is that Little Radish Head?" Mia narrowed her eyes. "I always knew you weren't simple, but I never imagined you were a killer..."
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Last night, Mo Fei was lying in bed playing on his phone. Just as he was about to go to sleep, a text message he received almost scared him to death:
"My husband is going on another business trip tomorrow. Let's meet at our usual spot!"
Damn it, even though I, Mo Fei, usually boast about liking other people's... whatever, I've never actually gone through with it!
That's immoral!
But I never thought that I, in this World, would be such a beast... Mindy even said that although he used to be a scoundrel, with girlfriends lasting no more than three months, he never cheated... My foot!
How do you explain this then?
As a model youth who grew up under the red flag, Mo Fei immediately decided to meet her tomorrow.
He wasn't going to do anything immoral or illicit; he wanted to make things clear and end this abnormal relationship.
I, Mo Fei, am a respectable man.
In this life, even if I starve to death, die outside, or jump from the Empire State Building, I will absolutely never do such immoral things.
The woman's name was Emily, a woman in her thirties, with a hot figure, full of charm and allure.
It seemed she was also involved with the gang somehow... Mo Fei couldn't remember clearly... The clinic wasn't open today, so Mo Fei specifically went to find her to clarify things.
Walking up to the dilapidated Chevrolet, Mo Fei frowned.
After some thought, Mo Fei kicked it and said earnestly, "You, you're already a mature Chevrolet, you should learn to change your license plate yourself!"
"I'm turning around now. I'll give you ten seconds. When I turn back, you need to have changed the license plate!"
bumblebee: "Meow meow meow?"
When Mo Fei turned around, bumblebee looked at Mo Fei, who was genuinely counting with his back turned. The car body silently underwent mechanical changes, and by the time Mo Fei turned back, the license plate number had already changed.
"Not bad!" Mo Fei nodded in satisfaction. "You really are a mature Chevrolet."
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Standing in front of the Marriott hotel, Mo Fei couldn't help but feel a little emotional, "You foreigners really know how to live it up!"
In fact, among the middle and lower classes in the U.S., casual encounters were already very common.
Mo Fei entered the room number the woman had sent him.
He saw a woman.
Thick, flaxen blonde hair framed her forehead like the twilight sky, and on her fair, oval-shaped face were a pair of watery, black grape-like eyes. Long eyelashes fluttered beneath her willow-leaf brows, and below her high nose bridge were moist, vermilion lips, with a mysterious smile gracing the corners of her mouth.
A crimson red dress, combined with her tall figure and mature, elegant, extraordinary temperament, made her stand out, highly attracting the attention of others.
"You..." Mo Fei had just opened his mouth, speaking only one word, when a finger pressed against his lips.
"Don't speak, kiss me!"
It was Emily, who quickly stepped forward, approached Mo Fei, and with a radiant smile, stopped his next words.
What else was there to say?
There was nothing left to say.
"..."
The Great Sage's thinking time.
Mo Fei felt a strange sense of melancholy: "In the past, visiting brothels was legal, but sleeping with someone else's wife meant being drowned in a pig cage; now, sleeping with someone else's wife is legal, and visiting brothels is illegal. I feel heartbroken over the loss of traditional culture!"
Lying on the bed, Mo Fei took out a Romeo limited edition cigar and began to puff away.
Ever since he smoked the cigar he "borrowed" from Mo Youqian, Mo Fei found the taste quite good, so he bought some himself.
He wasn't a chain smoker, but he smoked occasionally.
Emily leaned against Mo Fei's chest, drawing circles on his body.
"My good man, you are truly amazing!" Her eyes sparkled with stars, looking at Mo Fei with adoration.
"Is he... really that bad?" Mo Fei asked curiously.
"Hmm... How should I describe it to you?" Emily pondered for a long time, then said, "It's roughly 'This concubine cannot do it!'"
Mo Fei: "..."
"What about me?" Mo Fei became interested, took a deep puff of smoke, and asked with a smile.
"Hmm..." Emily mused again, then suddenly looked at Mo Fei shyly, like a lazy kitten, and said in a seductive tone, "That hit hard, old friend!"
Mo Fei: "..."
This humble Taoist has suppressed demons for decades, and this is the first time I've seen one as enchanting as you!
Just as Mo Fei was still eagerly wanting to ask Emily more questions, outside the French window, a faint Fire light flickered alluringly, gradually growing larger and larger, rushing towards the room where Mo Fei and Emily were with a sweeping momentum.
Mo Fei's instincts were wildly alarming him—extreme danger was approaching!
Mo Fei's pupils suddenly constricted, and he turned his head... The French window shattered with a crash, glass shards flew everywhere, and an RPG Rocket directly burst into the room and exploded.
The scorching heatwave instantly swept out, devouring everything in the room: expensive furniture, dazzling crystal chandeliers, precious red wine, expensive hand-woven carpets... The area at the very center of the explosion had been completely consumed, leaving only a faint, dark green glow, flickering precariously amidst the flames, yet never extinguishing...