I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Originally, it was Mu Qi who got the No. 2 lottery.

But due to the disadvantage of Xie Mobei's apprenticeship, he didn't say a word, and even fell under the princess dress of Little Loli, and even had a tendency to develop into an idiot.

The momentum of the hall master team was instantly weakened a lot.

In order to restore this morale, Lan Xi thought about it, and sent Mo Wuan, who was fierce-looking and full of bandit, to go.

Although Mo Wu'an has a very powerful brain, his appearance is neither delicate nor weak, on the contrary he looks like a little hooligan.

When he usually doesn't speak with a sullen face, he also gives people a nasty atmosphere.

If Mo Wuan was sent, she could scare the little girl to tears. As long as Lu Li was frightened, she would naturally give whatever she wanted.

No matter how bad it is, if you can't get the watermelon back, you can get some information back.

Besides, facial micro-expression analysis has always been Mo Wu'an's strength.

Mo Wuan changed from third to second, without any dissatisfaction, he nodded slightly, and walked towards the little girl who was sitting obediently on the sofa watching TV.

The little girl was holding the little watermelon in her arms, her big black and clear eyes staring at the TV for a moment.

Bai Nennen's little fat face is bulging, and two ponytails tied with pink ribbons hang quietly behind her head, looking beautiful and cute.

If it was Xie Mobei, he would have given up long ago, but Mo Wuan was different. He didn't have much feeling for beautiful and cute things. In contrast, he preferred cold numbers and information.

This is also the reason why Lan Xi put him in second place with confidence.

Mo Wuan went over, but did not step forward immediately, but glanced at the little girl, as if analyzing the expression on her face.

Also looking for a starting point for the topic.

But the little girl's face is happy except for happiness. It's very simple, and you can understand it at a glance.

Mo Wuan then watched TV again, Sheriff Black Cat.

He quickly searched in his mind and found a lot of information about the cartoon of Sheriff Black Cat. He just wanted to chat with the little girl about the story of Sheriff Black Cat.

Who knows, the little girl has already paid attention to him.

Xiao Luli tugged at her little brows, her big black eyes that were clear and clean, just stared at Mo Wuan with a fierce face and "I'm not easy to mess with" written all over her body.

Compared to Xie Mobei, who was delicate and fair in appearance and had a soft face, Mo Wuan looked more like a ruthless killer.

The little girl stared at it, unable to hold back, frowned, and began to lift her little sleeves, "Uncle, do you want to fight with others?"

Mo Wuan was silent for a while: "...No."

The little girl still frowned, looking very vigilant: "But you look like you're going to fight someone."

Mo Wuan: "...you read it wrong."

"Uncle, don't you really want to fight with others?" The little girl tilted her head and thought for a while, holding the watermelon, and the little milky voice began to deceive people again, and said crisply:

"It's a good fight! It's even better than my father! You can kill someone with one punch!"

Mo Wuan thought for a while, and then said softly, "...I won't fight."

What Mo Wuan said was indeed right.

He is in charge of mental work in "Shadow", and his brain is overloaded every day, and the things he does have nothing to do with fighting, and he has never even touched a drop of blood on his hands.

"Can't you?" The little girl rounded her black eyes, but patted her little chest again and said, "It's okay, people can teach you! They might fight!"

Saying that, the little girl got off the sofa excitedly, holding a green watermelon in her hand, and started three circles left and right, twisting her buttocks, twisting her neck, and shaking her bulging belly in the middle. It's like doing radio gymnastics.

The picture was once unsightly and unbearable to look at.

But when she finished, she said confidently:

"Uncle, look! Fighting is so simple! They are very powerful, right!"

Mo Wuan: "..."

Mo Wuan didn't know whether she was strong or not, but he knew that Lan Xi, Mu Qi, and Elder Shen were all laughing and lying down.

Lu Junhan took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Lan Xi gave a thumbs up: "It's alright, this girl, the face is this level, after this, I have never seen anyone more confident than her."

Old Shen: "..."

Isn't the request of your current church owner a little strange?

Seeing that she had misunderstood, the little girl put down her little sleeves, and asked in a milky voice, "Then uncle, are you here to rob someone's baby?"

Mo Wuan nodded.

When the little girl saw this, she was in a panic, why would anyone want to rob her baby!

But she was chased by Old Shen just now, and she was so tired to run, she no longer wanted to be chased by this uncle, so she hugged the watermelon and begged for mercy aggrievedly:

"Uncle, don't steal other people's babies, okay? They only have one baby. If you steal them, they will have no babies. In this case, they will be very pitiful and pitiful..."

The little girl was born with red lips and white teeth, long and dark eyelashes, and big black eyes that were as clear as clear springs.

In particular, Mo Wuan was not a hard-hearted person.

The only one who is hard-hearted, indifferent and ruthless like a killing machine, has almost no human emotions, and is full of cold-blooded monster-like Xie Mobei.

Just now, it has been fixed by a cute baby face of the little girl.

Mo Wuan looked at the little girl's pitiful appearance, and immediately hesitated.

Looking up inadvertently, he saw Lan Xi, who was not far away, wiping his neck, as if warning him.

Mo Wu'an thought for a while, but couldn't think of a good solution. He pursed his thin lips and took out a deck of playing cards from his pocket, obviously intending to hand over the result to God.

He asked the little girl to draw 4 cards in a row, and said with a sullen face:

"As long as you can draw a 2, I won't rob you."

Seeing this, Mu Qi over there looked at Lan Xi: "He still believes in fate? I thought that someone like him who relies on brain power is usually very rational and never superstitious."

Lan Xi shook his head:

"No, Mo Wuan doesn't believe in fate, but he believes in ghosts and gods, and he also believes in karma. This has something to do with his family. I didn't check the details. Anyway, his family is quite mysterious. It seems that his ancestors knew witchcraft and divination. He is generally not bloody, but he is also afraid that someone will die indirectly because of his information, and then he will become a ghost and come to ask for his life, so he usually sleeps in a coffin at night, thinking that if this is the case, the ghost will think he is dead. I won't be looking for him again."

Mu Qi: "..."

Really a good "cover your ears and steal the bell".

Just as Lan Xi was talking, Mo Wuan came back.

Holding it in his hand, shining brightly, with four 2s.

Four.

2.

All the 2s in a deck of cards were drawn by the little girl.

One of each color, very very eye-catching.

Lan Xi: "..."

Mo Wu'an stared at the poker, and without thinking any further, he said, "She's here with me, pass."

Lan Xi: "..."

On the contrary, Elder Shen was quite interested and asked in confusion, "Just because she drew four 2s all at once?"

Mo Wuan: "Yeah."

"Because, I'm afraid of ghosts," Mo Wu settled down, put the four 2s back into the deck, and said honestly, "She is very lucky, and generally lucky people are not easy to hit ghosts."

Lan Xi: "..."

Mu Qi: "..."

Old Shen: "..."

It's an irrefutable reason.

[I also want to do more, but the hall master is too stuck here. I think about it. In fact, the progress is still very fast. 1/2! Our pears are awesome! 】