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People came and went on the street, and when they heard the shout, they all stopped and turned their heads to look at the two of them.

"What are you doing?!" Ning Mo struggled to withdraw his hand, but was held tightly by Zhao Feng, "Who molested you?! Let go!"

Zhao Feng looked frightened, "Why are you touching me?! Shameless!"

Ning Mo: "..." Your uncle!You are shameless!

When passers-by saw this situation, they really thought that Zhao Feng had been molested, and pointed at Ning Mo.

"This man looks gentle, why..."

"That's right, it doesn't matter if you are a man, you dare to mess around on the street!"

"Insulting Sven!"

"In broad daylight, it's really lustful!"

"The world is going down..."

"No, I didn't..." Before Ning Mo could finish his sentence, Zhao Feng dragged him away, "If you come up and move your hands, think I'm easy to bully! Come on, go to the official with me!"

"I didn't! Let go!" Ning Mo broke his hands and wanted to run, but Zhao Fengda was weaker than Zhao Fengda, and was dragged away halfway.

They dragged and walked to an empty alley, when Ning Mo suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck and lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he found himself bound hands and feet and locked in a woodshed.

"It's inside, I can't run away." A voice suddenly came from outside the door, and after a while, the door opened with a bang.

As soon as Ning Mo looked up, he saw Lin Ziyan supporting Jiang Yuxing, standing at the door with Zhao Feng, and the three of them looked at him in unison.

Ning Mo blinked, and said innocently: "Masters, what's the matter?"

Jiang Yuxing paused, then turned to Zhao Feng and said, "Take off his clothes."

"You, what are you doing?" Ning Mo shrank back and shouted loudly: "Come on, help!"

Zhao Feng rubbed his chin and muttered, "At this time, should I say, 'Even if you yell out your throat, no one will come to save you'?"

Lin Ziyan: "..." What kind of weird thing are you guys acting?

"Are you addicted to acting?" Jiang Yuxing twitched the corner of his mouth and urged, "Hurry up."

Zhao Feng gave a "tsk", walked over and squatted in front of Ning Mo, and asked, "Are you from Beiqi?"

Ning Mo shook his head, "No... what are you doing?!"

Zhao Feng stretched out his hand and pulled the shirt off his waist.

Jiang Yuxing hurriedly went over to have a look, but saw Lin Ziyan staring at him motionlessly.

He was inexplicably guilty, "I didn't take it off."

Lin Ziyan nodded, still looking at him silently.

Jiang Yuxing: "..." Then why do you see me?It's not like I'm going to watch people undress.

"Ayu," Zhao Feng looked at the tattoo on Ning Mo's waist and said in surprise, "It's really Subei Wolf!"

Jiang Yuxing walked over in a hurry, only to see the fierce-faced Beilang, who was strikingly different from the current one.

Xue Liang, who was fished up from Pingbo Lake in [-], has exactly the same tattoo on his waist.

Jiang Yuxing's eyes were red, and he raised his hand to grab Ning Mo's neck, "Do you recognize Xue Liang? What happened on Pingbo Lake three years ago?!"

"Uh uh..." Ning Mo's face turned red immediately, he kicked his feet indiscriminately, flopping around like a fish.

"Ayu!" Zhao Feng hurriedly pulled the person away, "Calm down!"

"Ahem..." Ning Mo's lungs seemed to be on fire, and the cold wind suddenly poured in, choking his throat like a knife gouged out.

"Can't you ask slowly if you have something to say?" Zhao Feng dragged Jiang Yuxing, scolding, "What if you strangle someone to death?"

Jiang Yu slowed down, pushed Zhao Feng away, stared at Ning Mo with serious eyes, "Do you know Xue Liang?"

Ning Mo finally stopped coughing, shook his head and whispered: "I don't know."

Jiang Yuxing didn't believe it, "Then who do you know? How many spies from Subeilou are there in this city?"

Ning Mo's heart sank, and he pretended to be stupid: "What building? What spy?"

"Stop pretending," Zhao Fengdao, "Aren't you the one?"

"You can't talk nonsense," Ning Mo argued in a hoarse voice, "Even if I cheated you of several hundred taels of silver, I can't be wronged like this!"

Zhao Feng pointed to the tattoo on his waist, "Then what is it?"

Ning Mo lowered his head and looked, as if very surprised: "What is this? Where did it come from? You made it?"

Zhao Feng: "..."

Lin Ziyan also came over and said, "That day, you clearly said that if I didn't want to be Subeilou's spy, you wouldn't let my father go."

"Young master," Ning Mo continued to play dumb, "Did you admit the wrong person?"

Seeing that he refused to admit it, Jiang Yuxing knew that it would be useless to talk too much, so he turned to Zhao Feng and said, "If he is starved for a few days, he will say everything if he loses consciousness."

Zhao Feng: "...Then what if I accidentally starved to death?"

Jiang Yuhang dragged Lin Ziyan, limped out, and said ruthlessly, "Then bury it."

Ning Mo's eyes widened in fright, "Is there any law left?! Killing people will pay for their lives! Help!"

Jiang Yu Xing ignored him, and asked Lin Ziyan as he walked, "Are you hungry? Going to eat?"

Seeing that he was still limping, Lin Ziyan felt a little sorry, so he said, "May I treat you to eat?"

"That's fine," Jiang Yuxing said casually, "then go to Zuixian Tower?"

Lin Ziyan hadn't been to Zuixianlou a few times, he thought about it and asked, "Zuixianlou...does it have elbows?"

Jiang Yuxing was puzzled and said, "Elbows? Do you like eating elbows?" You have thin arms and legs, where did you eat your elbows?

"No," Lin Ziyan shook his head, silently looked at Jiang Yuxing's fat and swollen feet, "Xiao Mo said, what you eat will help you."

Jiang Yuxing: "..." Do my feet look like pork knuckles?

Zhao Feng listened to their mouthfuls and elbows, and his stomach was about to growl. When he turned around, he saw Ning Mo looking at him eagerly.

Zhao Feng: "...I don't have an elbow for you to eat."

Ning Mo's breath was stuck in his heart, and he almost passed out.

What elbow? !Your uncle, put on my clothes quickly!Are you going to freeze me to death? !