Chapter 1528 My Cinnabar Mole (Part 1)

This year, Zhou Mohan was fifteen years old.

He followed the young master of the Qu Mansion, learned shooting, camouflage, and even went to school.

He worked hard to learn the skills of assassination, just for revenge.

At the age of fifteen, he finally found his chance.

The enemy likes immature teenagers.

He is only fifteen years old, and he thinks his appearance is not bad, not worse than those boys in the building.

As for why I know this, I have a mixed gang of green gangs, there are everyone, and I have to learn everything.

Of course he knew that there were teenagers specially for people to enjoy.

On this day, Zhou Mohan took off the glasses that the young master gave him.

The young master is Master Qu's only son, named Qu Ruobai.

This young man who is similar to him is very convincing in the Youth Gang and has a certain prestige.

As for wearing glasses for him, it was also because someone took a fancy to him once.

He even offered to buy him back home.

The young master naturally vetoed it outright. Since then, he has put on glasses and specially found someone to spend a lot of money to match them.

The moment Zhou Mohan took off his glasses, Zhou Mohan's mood changed slightly.

It seemed like he was about to lose something important.

But thinking of avenging his parents today, he gritted his teeth and changed into the clothes and jewelry worn by the boy in the building.

He was wearing a dark red gown with a gold collar around his neck.

There is a bell bracelet that rings as soon as you walk on your hand, and bright rouge is applied to your lips.

Looking at the young man in the mirror, he is exquisite and glamorous, with charming hooks in his eyes.

Zhou Mohan's eyes sank, he put on a dark cloak to wrap his body, then turned around and pushed open the door, striding away.

He has no way out, only one chance.

The enemy has connections in the capital, even high-ranking officials, and even the Qu Mansion can't afford to offend them easily.

This time, Zhou Mohan didn't know what he was going to face.

I didn't know that he was so close to death.

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Zhou Mohan stood in front of the very deserted building at night when there was an endless stream of passengers.

He knew that today the enemy would send a sedan chair to the building to pick up a young man to his house.

This is his chance, the only chance to kill the enemy.

Even if the pedestrians around looked at him with weird eyes, Zhou Mohan was not timid.

Standing at the door of the building, looking at the closed door, Zhou Mohan pulled on his cloak.

"Housekeeper, I want to eat sesame cloud cake." A soft but orderly voice came.

Looking along the voice, Zhou Mohan saw a child of a few years old.

He only saw the profile of the child, his appearance was not bad, the outline could be seen.

A few-year-old child was wearing delicate clothes, looking up at a middle-aged man.

"Master, I'll go buy it right away, you get in the car first."

The middle-aged man's attitude was very respectful, and Zhou Mohan knew that he was a child of a wealthy family.

He didn't care, watching the child get into the rickshaw, he closed his cape with lowered eyes.

It's getting late, and the rickshaw sent by the enemy is almost here.

Zhou Mohan's face was a little anxious, after all, he was a teenager, and he didn't have the fox mask in the future.

"elder brother……"

A soft crisp sound sounded.

Zhou Mohan tilted his head, lowered his eyes, and met a big smiling face.

It was the child just now, and the smile on the other side was very bright.

There was a piece of nougat in the child's palm, he lifted it up high, and tried to send it to Zhou Mohan.

No matter how high the child is lifted, it cannot reach it.

He is too short.

This year, Zhou Mohan was fifteen years old and Chen Haoqing was five years old.