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he dared to be so confident and even avoided meeting Ye Feimo when he wanted to; sometimes they met as strangers, essentially dangling him on a string, making him feel it hard to get her and thus cher...The Substitute Ex-Wife of the CEO 753 (Complete)

If there was a sniper in the busy area, it would cause great chaos, so the assassin chose silent shooting, leaving only the sound of bullets piercing through the air and no gunshots audible. Mo Yue pressed Bai Liu to the ground as they rolled behind a statue; bullet holes appeared on the ground where they had rolled over. Bai Liu squinted his eyes while Mo Yue observed their surroundings from behind the sniper's line of sight. There were very few elevated points that could serve as sniping positions, and based on the trajectory of the bullets, he quickly determined that the assassin was in the 11 o'clock direction. Bai Liu took off his hat and threw it away; the hat had several bullet holes.

Mo Yue's expression darkened; besides the sniper, there were also close combat assassins waiting inside a van nearby. People started to panic as Mo Yue held back from shooting in such a crowded area with innocent bystanders around. Just when he was thinking about how to escape, a man suddenly collapsed onto their feet, clutching his chest and bleeding profusely from the heart region before losing consciousness.

Bai Liu's anger flared up as someone screamed in panic, causing people to flee wildly. Mo Yue abruptly pulled Bai Liu towards Bodhi Street, where there were more hiding spots and no line of sight for the assassin at 11 o'clock direction. Three armed men came out from the van, chasing after them. Mo Yue dragged Bai Liu quickly across the busy street until they reached the middle of Bodhi Street. Suddenly, they darted into a mall, hurriedly taking an elevator; their handguns were hidden under their coats as they entered the mall. Mo Yue and Bai Liu lured the men to the restroom in the mall. They were lucky that there were only two people using the restroom at that time. Bai Liu darted inside while Mo Yue washed his hands at a sink.

The restroom was long, with six sinks; Mo Yue saw three figures entering behind them from the mirror. Two casual bystanders left as one figure checked and another acted casually by entering the restroom. The third man passed by Mo Yue but suddenly turned back, hiding something under his clothes like a submachine gun. He aimed at Mo Yue and started shooting, but Mo Yue had already dodged; bullets shattered glass, destroying the sink and breaking water pipes, causing water to spill all over the floor. Mo Yue moved beside the shooter, drew out his handgun, and fired three shots in succession: one hit the man's shoulder while another struck him directly between the eyes. This assassin looked like a professional killer, so Mo Yue didn't stop shooting until he was sure the man would die. Another man used the restroom door as cover to shoot at Mo Yue; meanwhile, the third man spotted Bai Liu who had a strong penetrating power with his Browning pistol. After leaping over bullets from a squatting position on a toilet, he shot through the large man's arm and immediately discarded his gun. Bai Liu kicked up the bathroom door while doing a handstand to dodge another grab attack from the man before shooting him dead. Mo Yue and the other man's exchange of gunfire destroyed almost all water pipes in the restroom;積水無法排出，白柳正好在那人側麵，輕鬆乾掉了最後一個人，槍法精準致命，心臟正中。一名打算上廁所的男子驚叫一聲上帝倉惶逃走。

墨遙和白柳對視一眼，隨後衣冠楚楚地從商場出去，坐電梯下去，剛一出商場就聽到警笛的聲音，白柳拍了拍腦門，“我又忘記我的畫。”

“你的畫在原地。”墨遙淡淡提醒道。 白柳想了想也是，兩人又回到原地取回他的畫冊和工具，不過現場已經被封鎖，這是凶殺案現場，屍體還躺在那裡。一路上過來，墨遙和白柳清點了一下，有七八人受傷，死了兩名。墨遙最討厭誤傷無辜，可這次冇辦法，這些殺手冇有人性，為了目標連累無辜的人，他們不配稱為殺手。

一名好的殺手在執行任務時絕不會波及到無辜的人，如果波及了，那就是不合格的殺手。白柳的畫具和畫冊被警察冇收了。

墨遙說，“需要我再給你買新的嗎？”

“不用了。”白柳說道。 墨遙以為他要走了，誰知道白柳等警車離開後跟著去了警局……

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墨遙驚訝地看著白柳拿著他的畫冊和畫具從警察局的後麵走出來，竟然不動聲色地把東西偷回來了，真厲害，無敵的厲害……

他本來想幫一下忙，誰知白柳讓他一個人坐著就行，自己搞定就好。冇多久他就拿回了自己的畫冊，當然過程很順利，墨遙頗為讚賞他這種乾脆利落又果斷的性格。

白柳上了車，墨遙開車離開警察局。

"You know, one day you'll lose your life over these things."

"Maybe," said Bai Liu, perhaps so, because it mattered to him and he would definitely protect it well. Mo Yue shook his head; the place was not far from their apartment, just a short drive away. A shooting had occurred in Berlin, causing casualties, another shooting took place in a mall, and three more bodies were found as if water had flooded Mount Gold Mountain. This incident was significant and could not be suppressed by the government since it happened under public scrutiny, and soon the whole world knew that a terrorist attack had struck Berlin.

Indeed, it was a terrorist attack.

In recent years, there seemed to have been an unwritten rule: any death in a public place would be labeled as a terrorist attack. Who wanted to stage such a small-scale terrorist attack Kakak saw the news and sneered; if someone were to carry out one, they would aim for dozens of casualties, not just a few.

Upon hearing about the terrorist attack, Mo Yue quickly deduced that it was done by the loyal followers of the dead bosses from the trading market, who mistakenly believed that he had killed their boss. These people were so determined to make him pay for their leader's death that they didn't care about their own lives and even involved innocent civilians.

Back at the apartment, after taking a shower, Mo Bai called him. Mo Yue’s phone kept ringing in ** as he was drying his hair; he picked up casually. Little White asked, "Boss, are you okay"

"I’m fine," replied Mo Yue.

Who had informed him of this Mo Yue frowned, not wanting Little White to know about such bloody matters. He said, “It’s just a scratch; nothing serious. Did Yun tell you”

"She said she was worried and wanted you to go back to Rome first but knew it would be hard to convince you, so she called me and asked me to persuade you," Mo Bai's voice was calm, as if he was deliberately hiding something. At this moment, Mo Yue had no heart to analyze his thoughts; he simply said, "I’m fine. I’ll leave in a few days. If there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up."

"Boss!" Mo Bai called out anxiously, the word “sorry” stuck in his throat. Mo Yue couldn’t refuse all of his requests, so he didn't hang up and asked, "What is it"

Mo Bai said, "Nothing, I just worry about you. Your gunshot wound hasn’t healed completely yet; don’t overexert yourself. Please don’t add a new injury before your old one has fully healed."

"I’m fine," Mo Yue replied. Mo Bai thought for a moment and added, "Boss, I might return to Rome soon."

“If you’re going home, why tell me” Mo Yue asked back. Mo Bai was momentarily speechless; yes, why should he tell him He wanted to say that he would take Ji Bing with him, but why now Mo Bai almost despised himself for it.

Bai Liu came out of the bathroom, his hair dripping wet. He said, "Mo Yue, there’s no shower gel left; is there any new one"

Mo Yue looked at Bai Liu and told Little White, “Wait a moment.”

He walked to the phone with it in hand; water was still running in the bathroom, steam making everything hot. Mo Yue pointed to the third drawer and said, "There’s new one there. There used to be plenty when I first started using it. What did you do"

"I like using an entire bottle while showering," Bai Liu laughed lightly. Mo Yue muttered under his breath before walking away; he put the phone back to his ear and quickly heard Little White say, "Brother, I’m hanging up now; I have other things to do."

Before he could say anything, Xiaobai hung up the call. Moyao was bewildered; just a moment ago, he wasn’t in such a rush, so why did he suddenly need to end the call

Moyao pondered over it and felt something was off. Didn't he just go into the bathroom with the phone to tell Bai Liu about the shower gel Plus, there was still running water from the bath. Panicked, Moyao quickly dialed back. It rang several times before someone picked up. "Haha, boss, I’m busy now. Is it an emergency"

Moyao asked, “What’s your emergency”

"Little Brother gave me a task to handle some disputes between Longmen and the mafia; I was about to leave." Xiaobai said, "Ugh, I have to deal with my little cousin again. It saddens me."

Upon hearing Xiaobai's normal tone of voice, Moyao felt there wasn’t anything wrong. He wanted to explain but then swallowed those words back in. He chuckled at himself. Moyao, you really are self-delusional. How could Xiaobai be upset about such a thing Perhaps he was even glad that someone new might draw him away from Moyao; and here Moyao was being foolish enough to call and try explaining.

What explanation could there be

Moyao said, “Then you go handle your business.”

Before he could hang up, Xiaobai asked, "Boss, is there something important when you called back"

The question was posed hesitantly as if testing Moyao’s reaction. Moyao replied, “It wasn’t anything urgent; I just had something to tell you but forgot what it was.”

Xiaobai pursed his lips and asked awkwardly, "Is it important"

"Not really." Moyao said as if talking to himself. If it were important, he wouldn’t have forgotten about it.

Xiaobai fell silent; there was no reply from the other end of the line. Moyao then suggested, “Let’s hang up now.”

Xiaobai agreed and hung up the call. Moyao listened to the dial tone and chuckled at himself once more. Each time Xiaobai always ended the phone call first; he didn’t want to be the one to do so. Only when Xiaobai hung up would Moyao finally end the line, unless it was an emergency. Otherwise, just hearing Xiaobai’s breathing for a few extra seconds felt good.

Bai Liu watched through the bathroom door, his expression complicated. Moyao was wrapped in nothing but a white bathrobe. Drops of water from his hair dripped down to his chest and disappeared into places not visible to the eye. He looked very sensual, extremely so.

It seemed that no matter how one looked at him, he always appeared attractive.

Moyao, however, was not thinking about it. Bai Liu suddenly laughed, like a spark blooming on white clouds, beautiful and otherworldly. Bai Liu walked over with a smiling gaze fixed upon Moyao. Just then, Moyao had ended his phone call. He asked, "Was it your beloved's call"

Moyao frowned; he disliked others reading him like an open book. His fondness for Mo Xiaobai was something he could not conceal even if he tried, yet everyone seemed to see through him anyway. Despite his belief in his self-control, why couldn’t he rein in this feeling Why could Bai Liu tell

Bai Liu seemed to notice Moyao's surprise and said with a smile, "You don't spend more than three minutes on calls with your mom but you talk to that person for such a long time. Judging from the expression on your face before and after the call, it looks like how a wife would feel when sending her husband off to take an exam in the capital."

Moyao's complexion darkened. Why was he portrayed as the wife who sees off her husband instead of the husband Moyao did not care about this question but Bai Liu persisted, "Who is he Do I know him"

"No."

"There aren't many people you are familiar with. There also aren’t many people who can have a normal conversation of three sentences with you. Did this person grow up with you Were you childhood sweethearts" Bai Liu asked, his interest piqued and he developed an unusual curiosity towards Mo Xiaobai.

He wanted to see what kind of man had captured Moyao's heart.

"I suppose so," Moyao replied, tossing a towel to him. "Dry your hair; it’s splashing all over the floor."

Bai Liu took the towel and dried his hair, then turned to look at Moyao. "Are you not going to tell me anything"

"There's nothing to say."

"Why is there nothing to say If childhood sweethearts, wouldn’t there be something to talk about Why did he reject you"

"He likes women," Moyao said. Bai Liu shook his head and replied, "That’s not an excuse. People aren't born with a rule that dictates they must like men or women; sometimes people just like someone for who they are regardless of gender."

"Are you forcing me to admit he doesn’t like me because I’m not attractive enough"

"I think your attractiveness is sufficient. He’s lacking in taste," Bai Liu concluded, leaving Moyao speechless. He nudged Bai Liu's shoulder and said, "Go to sleep before I interrogate you; get some rest."

"What have I done that needs interrogation" Bai Liu was unconcerned. As Moyao got up to go to bed, Bai Liu suddenly gave in to his desires. Like the swiftest leopard, he seized Moyao and pinned him down, towering over him without saying a word but pressing their lips together...tars competed to be sexier and prettier. Female celebrities would do anything to outshine each other during such award ceremonies, especially the Golden Chapter Awards; all the artists would wear fanc...