Doomsday Bosses Win the Entertainment Industry

After a while, the handwriting disappeared, and the camera followed the figure of Mo Sen walking with his head down in his pocket, passed the intersection, turned into the alley, and silently witnessed him taking out the key and walking into the apartment.

"—Hello, Cao Hao?"

Mosen's iconic hoarse and sweet voice sounded, and the picture cut to the inside of the house. Cheap dark light spilled from the corner of the screen, illuminating a small piece of reflection on the dark window glass. The takeaway box was out of focus, and the exaggeratedly thin Mo Sen was leaning sideways, holding a mobile phone in one hand, and fiddling with the other hand on the stove where the details could not be seen clearly. The almost voyeuristic perspective intensified the tension of watching the movie Sensation, Colton unconsciously held his breath.

The voice of Cao Hao on the other end of the call was distorted: "It's me. Then what, the money has already been called to you."

"It's not about this." Mo Sen's left hand farther away from the camera was still fiddling, as if picking and choosing, "I want you to come here now."

Even under the sound of electric current, Cao Hao's panic was obvious: "Now? It's all over... What's wrong?"

"That's right,"

Mo Sen raised a narrow-edged kitchen knife with his left hand, flipped it over and over again, and the blade reflected a thin cold light with his movements.

"I want to kill someone, so I ask you to come and help me."

"What, what?"

Mo Sen tilted his head, clamped the phone between his ears and shoulders, freed his right hand to grab a rag and began to wipe the knife, and occasionally paused slightly, as if he was using his nails to remove stains: "When I was in high school, the class was not Is there a guy named Tian Gang, just that short guy with a round face. I want to kill him now and bury him in the suburbs."

"Ah? No, wait a minute, I can't do this—"

Mosen, who was tilting his head, turned around (Kolton took a sudden breath), holding a shiny kitchen knife in his left hand, and touched his phone with his right hand:

"I didn't care about being arrested and imprisoned for He Ye's incident back then, but you think it's quite troublesome, right?"

He looked at the knife in his hand, his tone was calm as if he was talking homely, his whole body including his expression was extremely gloomy, only his tea hair was illuminated by a dim light bulb, and his pale face looked even colder .

"If you don't come to help, I don't know what to do."

The threat in the words was completely exposed, like the knife light reflected on Mo Sen's face at this moment.

"Don't do this, please forgive me..."

Cao Hao pleaded, Mo Sen raised his face, and just when Damon thought he was going to get angry on the phone, the screen cut to the bed in the bedroom.

Tian Gang and Qiu Xue were lying side by side on the blanket with warm patterns. The room they were in was also dim, but this was only because there was only an ordinary bedside lamp turned on.

The similar brightness, the completely different atmosphere, and the strong contrast made it difficult for Colton to breathe. He was afraid that Mo Sen's gloomy face would be revealed behind the curtain in the next second.

"Excuse me."

Tian Gang's muttering made the flustered atmosphere a little less, "I didn't behave well."

"Nope. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com" Qiu Xue turned sideways, even if it wasn't a close-up, she could still see the sweet smile on her face.

"Well, that." Tian Gang also turned to face her, "I kind of want to ask—of course asking these might make you unhappy—but..."

Qiu Xue said softly, "Huh?"

Tian Gang put his hands on his bare shoulders and rubbed them again and again:

"That's right, before me, how many people have you worked with, Xiaoxue...?"

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