Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

0"The city is in good condition. It's going according to your plan. The crowd will reach the target in about fifty minutes."     3

    

Jee Xiaoxiao replied. He hesitated for a moment and then said, "But Mo Nan, are you sure you want to do this? At that time, hundreds of thousands of people in the entire Wan City would gather in the central square. If something happened to so many people, You can't control it alone!"    

    

Don't worry. This is a good opportunity. We have spent all our money. We can't spend it for nothing. " Mo Nan sat up from the bed and tidied his clothes. He said, "It's about time for me to leave. Hee Mei, are you done with it?"    

    

"Okay. Good luck." Jee Xiaoxiao hung up the phone.    

    

"I know," he said. "What are you rushing me for?" Hee Mei's voice came from the bathroom. She pushed the door open and walked out.    

    

Mo Nan's eyes lit up when he saw Hee Mei's appearance. He said, "Hey, you look much better after dressing up. Hehe, how can I control this?"    

    

"If you keep talking nonsense, I will fight you to the death!" Xueyue Heemei coldly said and then loudly refuted. "Who dressed up? I just washed my face!"    

    

Mo Nan did not dwell on this matter anymore. He only pointed at the bed and said, "There is a dress there for you. Let's go and do something with me!"    

    

"Bastard, do you think I'm your secretary?" Xueyue Heemei did not move. She looked like her father did not listen to her.    

    

"Fine, whatever you want. Anyway, you are going to come with me. If you are willing to wear this, you can wear it." Mo Nan shrugged and said indifferently.    

    

Xueyue Heemei's current body had become ragged after the battle last night.    

    

There was a long cut on her skirt and the sleeves on both sides were broken into two. There was a huge cut on her waist. The other parts were dirty and broken. It looked horrible to look at.    

    

It could not be called a piece of clothing, but more like a piece of clothing. It might be more like a broken pocket for the art of acting, but if it was worn out, it would be very embarrassing.    

    

Xueyue Heemei frowned and hesitated for a moment. She thought that she was most likely going to go out with Mo Nan. In the end, she sighed and said, "Let me wear it. You go out first."    

    

Mo Nan was not someone who did not know when to retreat or retreat. When he heard Xueyue Heemei compromise, he did not say anything to tease her. He pushed the door open and walked out.    

    

Xueyue Heemei watched Mo Nan's back disappear outside the door. For a moment, she could not help but feel a little lost. She felt that she did not understand what she was doing.    

    

She was the leader of the Plum Blossom Group, the seventh level flower of Hee family, the rising genius of Hee family, and the powerful Xueyue Heemei. She was actually wearing some strange clothes in a random hotel suite. She was going out with the most mysterious man in the world.    

    

Even if she were to tell anyone who knew her, no one would believe her. However, right now, it just happened to happen to her.    

    

After thinking for a long time, Xueyue Heemei finally sighed and looked at the clothes on the bed.    

    

At this moment, she did not know what she was doing or what she wanted.    

    

She was afraid that only after defeating that man would she be able to find the answer to all of this.    

    

Approximately ten minutes passed. Xueyue Heemei put on her clothes, pushed open the door and walked out.    

    

Mo Nan stood at the door, his back against the wall, waiting for her.    

    

The moment Xueyue Heemei came out, the lights in the hotel corridor seemed to have dimmed. The only source of light in her sight was the woman at the door.    

    

She just stood there and did not do anything special. But at this moment, you would feel that everything about her was special.    

    

Her black hair scattered in front of her eyes. The corners of her eyes were like a sharp knife that could cut open any man's heart. Her skin was as white as snow. A misty halo flowed along her soft and tender skin and gathered on her delicate nose.    

    

Her lips were pressed tightly, and her light lips emitted an unnatural blush due to the pressure.    

    

There seemed to be a hint of mockery at the corner of her mouth. However, no matter what she said, it was better than the most beautiful immortal music when it reached the ears of others.    

    

Below her beautiful and gentle face was her swan-like neck. It was as if no one in the world could make her lower her head. Of course, the barber did not consider it.    

    

What Mo Nan prepared for her was an ordinary casual outfit. It was a light pink top, white pants, and a pair of canvas shoes.    

    

It was like a sharp knife was hidden in its sheath, immediately concealing its sharpness.    

    

Xueyue Heemei stood there. She was like an ordinary university girl waiting for class.    

    

Of course, she did not say anything.    

    

"Mo Nan, do you want to die? What kind of clothes did you find for me? It's so uncomfortable to wear!"    

    

Crack! It was as if something was broken.    

    

Mo Nan covered his forehead and wiped away all the fantasies in his mind. He sorted out his emotions and said, "It's impossible. What I picked was definitely the most suitable one."    

    

"Hmm, it fits. But where do I put my knife? Do I have to stab it into your eyes?" Xueyue Heemei said coldly with her hands behind her back.    

    

"Knife? Isn't it just two knives? " Just put them in your pocket. "    

    

Mo Nan looked Xueyue Heemei up and down in confusion. Her clothes were generally quite loose. He had seen Xueyue Heemei's two short knives before. It was reasonable to say that she could not even put those two short knives down.    

    

Xueyue Heemei did not say anything. She just quietly took out a huge, long bag from behind her.    

    

If one looked at the whole package, it would look like it had grown into a square. Then it was a huge sword case about a meter long, twenty centimeters wide, and thirty centimeters tall.    

    

"Holy shit, what is this?" Mo Nan was shocked.    

    

"Nonsense. It is all my knife!" Xueyue Heemei even made two gestures and made a gesture to stab Mo Nan.    

    

"You only have two short knives, don't you?" Mo Nan asked. Or did you bring these with you before?"    

    

"Of course. If you give me a chance, I'll stick them into your body one by one!" Xueyue Heemei's eyes were filled with pride. It seemed that having so many knives was something to be proud of.    

    

"So many blades, where did you pretend to be before? Oh... ... I know why you're wearing a dress!" Mo Nan covered his eyes helplessly. He really could not imagine what kind of situation Xueyue Heemei used to fight him.    

    

Finally, Mo Nan sighed and said, "Why don't you put down the knife? Why did you bring so many knives when you have nothing to do? Do you want to learn how to cook? Didn't you only use two knives?"    

    

"Impossible. This is my cultivation. No matter what, I have to bring the seventh layer flowers with me. I'll find an opportunity to cut you down." Xueyue Heemei flatly refused.