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When Shen Mo woke up, he was on the bed, and the pillow was not warm. He sat up and pinched the bridge of his nose. His body was too weak, and he was exhausted after tossing about once.

After washing and dressing and going out, Shen Mo saw the servant at the door salute him, "Mr. Lu, the general said that you should go to the study to look for him when you wake up."

The servant suddenly said again, "Miss took the medicine and fell asleep."

Shen Mo raised his eyebrows, it seemed that Lin Jianbai knew a lot about him, and he remembered something, and he slightly raised the corners of his lips with a smile.

Standing at the door of the study, listening to the crackling sound inside, Shen Mo frowned, raised his hand and knocked on the door a few times.

There seemed to be the sound of something heavy falling to the ground inside, and soon calmed down, the door was opened, and the adjutant kept blinking at Silence, implying something.

Shen Mo walked in and glanced at the man kneeling on the ground, who seemed to be one of the few soldiers standing guard at the back door.

The naked upper body was covered with criss-cross welts, no intact skin could be seen, the skin was torn apart, and sticky blood dripped from the bloody cuts. The other party lay his body on the ground, trembling non-stop due to the severe pain.

The whip in Lin Jianbai's hand swung an arc in the air, and lashed at the man vigorously, blood spattered on his military trousers. At this moment, hostility filled his eyes, and the forest was terrifying, making people shudder.

Even Silence held his breath involuntarily, which was the instinct of the weak to give in to the strong.

After a dozen consecutive pumps, the man passed out. The adjutant bent over and dragged him out. There was a long bloodstain on the ground, which was very oozing.

Soon some servants came to clean the ground, but the smell of blood and killing was still in the air.

Passing the bloody whip to the servant, Lin Jianbai took off his military cap, pinched Shen Mo's chin with his fingers to make him look up, "Afraid of me?"

Shen Mo pursed her lips and shook her head, calmly looking at the man in front of her.

Rubbing the delicate skin with his thumb, Lin Jianbai said in a low voice, "Will you betray me?"

The hand on the chin was exerting strength, he felt the pain, and his smooth brows were frowned, "No."

"Remember what you said today." The cold eyes disappeared, replaced by a cold voice, Lin Jianbai kissed Shen Mo's head affectionately, "If you betray me in the future, the entire Lu family will disappear from Shanghai. "

"Kill me?" Mo Mo helped him straighten and smooth the collar of his military uniform, without much emotion.

The bony palms descended from the young man's smooth cheeks, stopped at the slender neck, and stroked slowly. The devil from hell said, "Life is worse than death than death."

Shen Mo raised his eyelids and looked at him. There was no trace of timidity in his eyes, and there were fluctuations that no one knew about. After a few moments of silence, he asked, "You cleaned it for me? It's a little itchy inside."

The solemn and gloomy atmosphere of the study disappeared in vain, replaced by a slightly ambiguous atmosphere.

Lin Jianbai leaned over and approached Shen Mo lightly on the forehead, then bent over and picked him up, turned around and strode out, heading straight to the bedroom.

The people in the general's mansion seemed to be tabooed. They saw that he lived with Lin Jianbai, and there was no rumor at all.

It's a lie not to admire, this kind of absolutely strong control is a bit cruel.

After Lin Xue recovered from her injuries, she fell in love with painting and pestered Shen Mo to paint for him every day. The laughter in the General's Mansion lasted for a long time this winter.

Silence often holds Lin Jianbai's hand when he is free, strokes the index finger and the thin callus on the tiger's mouth, and then leans over and bites a tooth mark on his wrist, and the mark left on the same place becomes deeper and deeper.

Tongue licked the oozing blood, said silently, does it hurt?

And Lin Jianbai didn't even frown, he would look up from his work to look at Silence, his deep eyes were slightly darkened.

The dock incident was forcibly suppressed by Lin Jianbai, relying on a gun on his waist.

Silent follows Lin Jianbai every day, no matter what occasions he goes in and out of, eats and sleeps, even Lin Jianbai takes him with him when he reads in the study.

In fact, he is in a state of anxiety right now, the side missions have not progressed at all, and Lu Xiayu's situation is completely unknown, so it is impossible for him to go out alone.

People from the Lu family came to bring a message, saying that Mrs. Lu missed him, and Lin Jianbai agreed to allow him to go back. As a result, when he got dressed and went out, the car was already waiting, and there was a certain general with terrible possessiveness sitting behind him. .

The navy is making trouble, the port shipping crisis, the cost is skyrocketing, and the external situation is deteriorating. The major chambers of commerce are in turmoil for a while. They are worried that Lin Jianbai will do things that they cannot deal with in order to solve the problem of military pay.

No one knows whether Lu Zhixing is among the wealthy businessmen who secretly funded the underground party, and the internal response is dead, and it is also unknown whether the secret letter fell into Lin Jianbai's hands.

It didn't take long for the navy to mutiny and the stock market turned upside down.

Overnight, some fell into hell crying, while others stood in heaven with a smile.

When Shen Mo saw the newspaper saying that the nunnery was burned down, he stood up from the sofa in shock. He looked sideways at Lin Jianbai who was processing the documents, "Is Lu Xiayu dead or alive?"

"Dead." Lin Jianbai didn't look up.

Shen Shen threw the newspaper on the table, his brows were furrowed, and a huge wave was beating in his heart. He lowered his head and stared at Lin Jianbai with scrutiny.

"Lu Qiufeng, you don't trust me." Putting down the document in his hand, Lin Jianbai's face suddenly turned cold, and he felt the alienation and indifference from the youth.

"How much do you trust me?" Mo Mo pursed his lips.

Lin Jianbai squinted his eyes. At that moment, the sharp edge suddenly appeared, but it was also fleeting. As soon as he got up, Shen Mo left first.

Within 2 minutes of the cold war between the two, Lin Jianbai rubbed his temples impatiently, "Is it still snowing outside?"

The adjutant who kept pretending to be airy at the side looked left and right, and after confirming that he was talking to himself, he thought about it a few times before uttering a word, "Yeah."

Without delay, Lin Jianbai immediately took his coat and scarf and chased after him.

Shen Mo stood in a corner of the back garden, looking at the snowflakes flying in the sky, his mood was extremely unstable, and he contacted 111 in his mind.

"Side quest target dead."

111's unique machine voice, with a weird ridicule, "This is really a sad story."