Chapter 11: Uncle, I want to ask you a favor.

Time is tight, Qiao Mu did not take the bus, but luxury once, took a taxi, went directly to the door of the last bar.
During the daytime, there were no colorful neon lights, and the tall revolving doors didn't go as far as they did last time.
The more such silence, the more panic of Qiao Mu's heart, the heartbeat is very intense, it seems to jump out of the chest, the face is paler than the time, she knows that once in this door, anything can be occur.
Qiao Mu's shoulder bag on his shoulders, the pale little hand bones are green and white, the other hand hanging on the side of the body shivered slightly, and the fingertips began to gradually become numb.
The round nose was slightly reddish by the cold wind, and the short hair fluttered in the air, covering her eyes. Joe Mu smeared it, revealing the same reddish eyelids, and the red mouth was smashed into a line, in the eyes. The panic gradually became firm.
Second floor, same room.
Simu Qiao quietly stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, his hands copied his pockets, and he stood tall and stood up, looking down at the little girl standing in the cold wind and shivering in the cold wind, his eyes flashed a bit of distress.
Finally, after standing for more than ten minutes, Xiao Shantou took a slightly numb step and entered the bar. Xi Muqiao looked up and looked at the branches shaking in the cold wind outside the window, bending his lips.
Still familiar with the layout that night, come here again, the mood is different, the white sculpture on the door does not have her black lace bra of fifty dollars, the whole bar is empty, the atmosphere is low, only a few guests, towards her Look here.
Qiao Mu took up the courage and described the appearance of Xi Muqiao to the waiter. After getting a reply, he headed down and walked toward the second floor. Every step was very difficult, just like the weight on his legs.
Still the room, the first time I ran out of clothes and the room where I got the bag for the second time, Qiao Mu stood outside the door, looked at the door slyly, tightened the small hand, then tightened and then loosened. open.
The palm is already sweaty and wet, as long as she rings the door, she really can't look back. But what is the relationship? It’s good to save my mother, oh, pale little hand knocking on the door, it’s a touch of white, it’s heart-rending.
"In." The low-sounding male voice came through the thick door. Qiao Mu shook the doorknob and gently pushed the door open. The gentle breath came in. The room was very warm, but I saw the man. Back, Qiao Mu involuntarily shuddered.
The man stood facing her in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. The tall and tall figure blocked a part of the sun, leaving a long shadow on the carpet in the room, extending to the foot of Qiao Mu.
At this moment, Qiao Mu suddenly panicked, lips squirming for a moment, only slowly open, weak mosquitoes, "big ... uncle..."
Xi Mu Qiao slowly turned, his face was calm, not like the last kind of warm and elegant, the emotions between the eyebrows completely disappeared, the handsome face is noble and cold.
Qiao Mu shook his sweaty little hand, then gently rubbed it twice on his cotton pad, wiped the palm of his sweat, and then he reached into the pocket on the side of the cotton suit and pulled out the neatly folded square. In the first two steps, the expression is handed to the man in front of him.
"This is the last Fangpa, I, I am clean."
The man reached out and took it very carelessly into the trouser pocket. What Jo Mu didn't see was that the man's big hand held the square in his pocket, so he was forced to lose the last temperature of Fang Pali.
Joe Mu looked up and looked at the man in front of him. He was so tall that he came to his chest. The expression of the man seems to be very cold, and there is not much emotion in the squat. Qiao Mu is thinking about how to say it. The indifference of the man in front of her makes her uncertain.
"Is there something else?" Xi Muqiao said, his tone is still cold, Qiao Mu does not understand how a person can change his face so quickly, thinking in his mind many times, saying that the exit is a bit sloppy.
"I, I think, I want to ask the uncle to help me."
Xi Muqiao finally put his eyes on Qiao Mu, and his eyes twitched a few times, as if he had already expected it, and told him to go on.
Qiao Mu took a deep breath. "I know that there are many channels for the uncle's contacts. I want the uncle to help me, contact me if I have kidney, liver and cornea."
After a sigh of relief, Qiao Mu seemed to have exhausted his strength, his body was full of emptiness, his breathing became rushed, his eyes were full of panic, and his thick eyelashes were shaking.
Xi Muqiao instantly frowned, his face suddenly became very ugly, as if there was a storm, the sound was cold and frosty, and there was a hint of anger, and he asked me, "Whose organ?"
Qiao Mu bowed his head, timidly avoiding the man's sharp eyes like a knife, two small hands uneasily stirred together, palms wet, "I, my!"
Xi Muqiao had become more chilly in the cold atmosphere, burning anger in the depths of his eyes, the blue veins of his fists violently, like an angry beast, two cold and staring eyes staring at the head of the villain ,"your?"
Qiao Mu was intimidated by the momentum of the man in front of him, could not help but step back, the little hand trembled faster. She didn't understand where the anger of the man came from, why did she suddenly stare at her like this? The two burning eyes on the top of the head, so I wanted to pierce her from head to toe, scared her to look up.
Xi Mu Qiao's line of sight swept over the clothes corner of Qiao Mu's uneasiness, and a few red frostbite was particularly dazzling in the white hand.
"So..." Xi Muqiao's clenched hands became pale due to force, and the brows were picked up, and the anger on his face continued to gather, as if the next second would erupt, stepping forward and staring at Qiao Mu's eyes. The word said, "Give me a reason!"
Feeling the pressure of the man's body uploading, Qiao Mu trembled, instinctively bowed his head. So far, she has no retreat, she took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, secretly courage, did not expect an opening and leaked the panic deep inside.
"I... my mother has to do surgery, otherwise it will be dead, I need more than 200,000..." The words are not finished, tears are already spinning in the eyes.
Xi Muqiao's neck was covered with blue veins, and the thin lips were lightly opened. He suddenly interrupted Qiao Mu's words. The voice was a few degrees higher than just now. "So you have to sell organs?"
Qiao Mu was scared, and looked up at the tall man in front of him. The grievances and panic in his heart met together, such as the flood in the gate, and it broke out instantly. She went back to Xi Muqiao.
"Old man, are you special about it? Is it too much for me to sell you? I will say that you can help me, don't help me find someone else, there are so many underground black channels, I want organs. There are so many, you don’t help but have a home!"