Chapter 2294 Testing (2 updates

Friend?

Seeing Milo walking slowly, Moriti's heart was filled with emotions, but he did not show any signs of strangeness in front of Wu Gang. He pretended to be calm and nodded: "We had some friendship before."

"Mr. Mo actually met a friend. You guys find a place to chat. There is nothing big going on here." Wu Gang was very considerate. Support Mr. Mo to meet his friends.

The Bashi family lost a large number of young people they focused on training overnight. The personal bodyguards of the leader of the Bashi family were almost all slaughtered, and they are extremely short of manpower.

It also takes time to train bodyguards, and the response ability of the bodyguards temporarily selected to be taken out is not satisfactory. Wu Gang usually asks Mr. Mo to accompany him when he goes to and from the Jade Field.

Mo The gentleman is a talented person. Wu Gang hopes that he can serve him for a long time, so he naturally attaches great importance to him and loves his friends.

Moriti refused because he didn’t know Miro’s purpose , it is not appropriate to fall out, so I can only thank Mr. Guogang with a grateful face for his thoughtfulness and tolerance, tell the four bodyguards of the Bashi family a few words, and walk towards the smiling Milo.

Fortunately, because of taking detoxification pills, Milo's eyesight is particularly good. Even though they are several meters away, the expressions of Moridi and Wu Gang are as if they are under a magnifying glass, and their micro-expressions are very clear.

He saw Moridi’s natural reaction when his expression stiffened for a moment when he found him, and he could naturally guess that Moridi was wary and afraid of him.

He and Moridi Having known each other for many years, they knew each other's details. His skills and marksmanship were better than Moridi's. Moridi was also very aware of this. He would take advantage of him when he was extremely tired and unprepared to attack him at Shennong Mountain. .

If he were not weak, Moriti’s chance of a successful sneak attack would be only half.

Based on his many years of understanding, Milo knew that Moriti had entered the enemy’s territory. As if unaware of the enemy's highly concentrated state, he walked forward quickly, and opened his arms in a hug gesture when he was still more than two meters away.

"..." Moridi looked at Milo was extremely shocked when he hugged him unpreparedly every time he returned from a mission.

He stabbed Milo, but his... appearance and expression were different. Like his attitude towards his life-and-death enemies, has he forgotten it, or is he too good at hiding his emotions?

He understands Milo, who has never been able to hide his emotions in front of him and his godfather, even if he deliberately hides them He couldn't hide it, he could tell the truth and falsehood at a glance.

Milo didn't care about him at all. The only possibility is that there was an accident in the middle and he forgot about Shennong Mountain.what happened.

With countless questions hidden in his heart, Moriti walked over, hugged Milo, and made himself forget the unpleasant past. He pretended to be happy and asked: "Miro, I didn't expect to meet you here, you When did you become interested in the origin of jade? Did you come alone or with a group for sightseeing?"

"I came with a few friends, but we were temporarily separated because of different preferences. ." Milo gave Moridi a warm hug and kissed him warmly.

He could feel that Moridi was very unnatural and his muscles were stiff, but he didn't care.

After meeting three times, Milo held Moriti's shoulders intimately and asked happily: "The godfather said that you retired early and immigrated to Myanmar to live permanently. Is it true? ”

Moriti understood that the godfather Miró mentioned was not the baptismal godfather named by Miró, but the head of their organization. The people in the organization, regardless of their age and seniority in the organization, were called The leader is always the "godfather".

Being forcibly held around his shoulders, he felt uncomfortable all over and could not force himself to break away. Hearing Milo mention the leader of the organization again, he could not guess what Milo wanted to say, so he responded in a low voice: " Yes, I was injured, which affected all aspects. I retired early. The pace of life in this country is slow and suitable for retirement."

"You were injured, when?" Milo was shocked. He let go of his arms and looked at Moridi nervously.

"It was the injury I sustained six years ago." Moridi had to justify his lie.

"Oh, no wonder, you have never returned to China, you are just here to recuperate, right." Milo helped find an excuse, and then hugged Moridi's shoulders intimately : "Let's find a place to chat. There is a B&B here. The food cooked by the host is very special. I will take you to taste it."

Moriti had no resistance in his heart, he didn't really want to chat!

Unfortunately, Milo was still as enthusiastic as ever and forced him to go to a certain B&B. He also talked enthusiastically about how the B&B was and how delicious the bamboo tube rice with bacon made by the owner was.

Milo obviously didn’t seem to have a certain memory. Moridi was afraid that if he refused too much, it would be self-defeating. He also wanted to know something from Milo, so he was dragged away half-heartedly.

Milo dragged Moriti to a B&B, which was one of the better ones among the houses on both sides of the street in Pagan Market. It had a wider corridor and nets were tied between the pillars. There are also tables and chairs in the hammocks. It is most comfortable to sit on the corridor and watch the scenery on the street.

It was only half morning, still early before noon.

Milo didn’t care so much, and happily made a reservation for lunch from the host, specifically requesting to have locally raised chicken and pineapple rice for lunch.

The host received the deposit from the guest, happily boiled a pot of boiling water and put some local fruits on the porch, then called his son and wife, went to catch chickens, and went to buy fish and ham from another house. Zhang Luo makes lunch.

The owners of the house went to work, and Milo made scented tea and sipped tea with Moridi.

After drinking half a cup of tea, he returned to the topic: "Moridi, during that job six years ago, I was seriously injured, but someone saved my life. When I can walk, everything will be fine after I leave the mountain. It's over.

I thought you should go back. When I returned to China, I met my godfather and found out that you were missing. My godfather said that you had quit. What happened that time and why did you leave so suddenly?

Don’t say that you are seriously injured and are not suitable to stay any longer. We have lived together for so many years. I can tell at a glance whether your physical condition has been affected or whether your reaction ability has deteriorated.

If you really don’t want to do this anymore, your godfather won’t force you to stay, but why didn’t you even tell me when you left, and why didn’t you contact me in the past few years?

No one told me what happened that year, and you left suddenly. I tortured my godfather for a long time, and he finally told me that you had moved to Myanmar. I also came to see you several times."

When it was seen that there was nothing wrong with his body, Moridi's pretended calm expression stiffened, and he sighed in embarrassment: "The past is in the past, there is no need to mention it again."

" But I want to know the truth." Milo was stubborn.

"..." Being stared at by Milo, Moridi, who was already feeling guilty, forced himself to maintain his composure and showed a helpless smile: "What happened in Shennong Mountain that time?" , I don’t know very well. I was trapped in the mountains for eight days, and I was not killed by anyone. I almost starved to death.

That time I also saw the most tragic scene in my life, and experienced After living so much, I feel that being alive is the greatest happiness, so I quit and chose to retire in this slow-paced country."

"Don't you know the truth? Or do you know, Because you don't want to say it for some reason? Or, you can't say it?" Milo's beautiful blue eyes were full of confusion and persistence.

“I really don’t know.” Moriti finally confirmed that Milo really had no memory of stabbing him. Did he forget that memory due to an accident after being injured, or was he forgotten under hypnosis? , then it’s unknown.

At present, it is certain that Milo poses no threat to him.

If Milo had forgotten a memory due to an accident, the godfather did not know what he had done, and could explain why he did not go back, and the godfather did not issue a wanted order to hunt him down all over the world.

He knew that the Godfather sent people to look for him in Myanmar. From various signs, it seemed that the people sent by the GodfatherThere was no sign of chasing him, they were just looking for his whereabouts.

The godfather did not issue a wanted order to hunt him down, which also means that he does not know what ambitions he had. He may have thought that he had to disappear for some reason.

If the godfather had someone hypnotize Milo to make him forget a memory, he would know that he would stab someone in his organization for power and would not let him go. After all, the dead are the safest people.

If this is the case, he can just use Miro to understand the trends of the organization. If it is beneficial to him, he can return to the organization at the appropriate time. With Miro covering for him, it should not take a few years. You can sit on the top spot in the organization.

After thinking for a few times, Moridi's tense nerves slowly relaxed.

“Moriti, I think you don’t want to say it.” Milo studied Moriti’s micro-expressions and guessed some of his thoughts from the changes in his eyes, knowing that his bottom line was where.

"Miro, we are brothers who share weal and woe. When have I deliberately lied to you? When have I not told you anything I can tell you?" Moridi had an idea in mind and deliberately said it in a vague way. Fuzzy.

"I guessed it right. You really know the truth, but you can't tell it. Forget it, I won't ask. You can tell me when you can tell it." Mi Luoshan The understanding person took a step back.

"Thank you, Milo is still the cutest brother in my heart." Moridi reached out and made a gesture of wanting to pat the other person's shoulder but felt it was inappropriate to put down his hand.

“Moriti, are you really ready to settle here and not go back?”

Faced with Milo’s unintentional question, Moriti calmed down. , whispered: "I am not planning to go back at the moment."

Just because I am not planning to go back at the moment, does not mean I will not go back.

This is the art of speaking.

Moreover, Moriti knew Miro’s character very well. He said that if Miro was still the same Miro, he would definitely understand that he is not going back now and will come back when he wants to. organize.

　"Oh, you can go back when you want to. I'm also going to go to China to find a place with pleasant scenery to live for a few years. My godfather is in good health and there is no problem in living to be a hundred years old. The godfather is here, so we don’t need to worry about it, so why not take the opportunity to enjoy a free life for a few years."

Miro's reaction was as expected. Moriti breathed a sigh of relief, then his heart sank. Miro Does it mean that Godfather's health is fine?

　"Have the Godfather's old wounds been healed??"