As soon as Mo Yan finished speaking, his cell phone rang. After checking the call, Mo Yan answered the phone and took a meaningful look at Xia Qi's expression. In fact, the expressions he could see on her face were all so fake.
, Xi Yejue's deep and cynical voice came from the other end of the phone, "Yan, did your mafia intelligence team get the wrong result? The speed is too poor."
Mo Yan smiled, "How is the thing I asked you to check?"
The implication is not to talk so much nonsense, now that we are talking about business, there is no need to reminisce about the past.
Xi Yejue looked at the information in his hand on the other end of the phone, his eyes darkened slightly, "I don't know what you want her information for, but she is Wang Yan, one of the famous female killers on the road, and it was also confirmed that Wang Yan was born in
Yanmen, the largest special agent team, because Yanmen belongs to a wealthy family and has little contact with us, I can't say whether the information I got is reliable or not, but the identity of this woman is absolutely correct and has not been tampered with. Su Leng and Fu
What Si Yang found is consistent with what I found."
Mo Yan's slightly narrowed eyes instantly became fierce. It turned out that everything was true. What he found out was the fact. It seemed that it took no effort at all. However, he still dare not say whether it was intentional or a coincidence?
"Thank you, absolutely?"
Xi Yejue chuckled softly on the other end of the phone, "It's just vulgar to say thank you, Yan, thank you substantively, thank you."
"Jue, are you awake?" Dreaming in broad daylight hurts brain cells. His slender fingers covered his eyebrows. Xi Yejue has been particularly interested in his private island in the Pacific recently. He wants to get something for nothing. Okay, no.
He got something for nothing, but tried every means to take it from him. Although the land was not painful to him, he valued the concealment of the island. It was an island that could not be photographed by satellites.
"Yan, don't be so stingy. By the way, how did the weapons deal between you and Si Yang go?" Xi Yejue asked.
Mo Yan sneered, "That boy Fu Siyang took the opportunity to rip me off. I won't talk about anything else for now. I ordered four batches of his newly developed M-39 series of modified pistols, but he delayed the delivery."
Thinking about Mo Yan, he got a little angry. Fu Siyang was the originator of arms modification. Toy pistols could be transformed into extremely lethal real guns in an instant. When he just robbed the mafia, luckily Fu Siyang provided the arms.
, he saved a lot of money and recruited troops for himself. Now all the internal affairs of the mafia have been replaced by people loyal to him. Mo Yan is grateful to Fu Siyang, and Su Leng also helped him a lot.
Xi Yejue laughed on the other end of the phone, "Okay, let's not talk anymore. Is Fu Siyang chasing the little sister now?"
"He's always been nice."
The two exchanged some pleasantries, then Mo Yan hung up the phone, turned around and looked at Xia Qi with a half-smile, "I didn't expect Miss Xia's identity to be so complicated?"
Sure enough, he came out of Yanmen, Yanmen? Xia Qi, you really have found the wrong place.
Looking at Mo Yan's expression, Xia Qi knew that her identity must have been revealed, and she was not surprised. When Mo Yan tested her identity, she knew that Mo Yan would find out her identity sooner or later. This was not a good thing for the mafia's intelligence organization.
It's not a difficult thing at all. Mo Yan and Li Hao have always been at odds with each other. She also knows that it's her decision to stay with him, so even if Mo Yan wants to torture her, it's her own choice. It doesn't matter, because everything is expected.
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"Mr. Mo, what do you mean?"
"What do you mean? Miss Xia is the proud killer of Yanmen, but I wonder what the relationship between Li Hao and you is like? You said that you tortured you until you were no longer human, and then sent you back to him. How would he feel?
"Mo Yan had the pleasure of revenge in his eyes. Xia Qi didn't know why he hated Li Hao so much, but she felt the hatred between the two deeply.
"Mr. Mo has such a strong taste!"
She was playing Tai Chi with him. Mo Yan snorted and stopped talking. Xia Qi also sat in a corner and said nothing. This silence made the surrounding atmosphere very strange and ambiguous. Xia Qi knew that she did have skills, but in a fight
She is not Mo Yan's opponent, and I have never compared her shooting skills with him. But even if it is a comparison, the maximum limit is that the two of them will be tied, and the other situation is that Mo Yan is better than her.
This silence lasted until the plane landed and stopped firmly at the Mafia headquarters, Sicily.
The place where Mo Yan lived was a manor, which was very luxurious. The yard was filled with all kinds of roses. When entering the manor, the fragrance filled Xia Qi's breath. There was no doubt that she liked this place, but
? He looked at the man behind him in surprise. Does this man have such taste?
Mei Ye and several men in black followed Mo Yan to the manor. Two Tibetan mastiffs saw their owner coming back and ran over excitedly. Mo Yan smiled bloodthirstyly and said, "Miss Xia, those two Tibetan mastiffs are a gift for you. Since you are
Li Hao's men will cripple you first."
Xia Qin narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the man standing there, exuding a cold and murderous aura. Was this the man's plan from the beginning, and she foolishly jumped into this trap, obediently?
Becoming the prey of his tricks, Xia Qi suddenly felt that this man was really the originator of conspirators and was very scary.
"Mary, Ming, entertain the guests well."
The two Tibetan Mastiffs got the order from their master and surrounded Xia Qi in the middle. With their big mouths, they looked at Xia Qi greedily as if Xia Qi was food in their eyes at this moment.
Qin's scalp felt numb, and her hand habitually touched the back of her waist. Looking at Xia Qi's movements, Mo Yan's cold and dark voice sounded, and he played with the small pistol in his hand, "Miss Xia, are you here?
Touch this?"
Xia Qi turned her head in shock and saw her pistol lying firmly in Mo Yan's hand. Xia Qi was shocked, "When did you take it away?"
"When you get off the plane, you are not qualified to carry a gun on my territory."
Every sentence was cold and cold. Mo Yan's purple eyes looked at the scene in front of him jokingly. Two Tibetan mastiffs as strong as lions were surrounding a sexy and charming woman. They were unusually wild. Mo Yan opened his eyes slightly, as if watching a play.
, the movements are still elegant without any abruptness or disproportion.
Mei Ye looked at Xia Qi, who was nestled between the Tibetan mastiffs, with an expressionless face. Those two Tibetan mastiffs were more ferocious than the python on the ship. They were extremely powerful Tibetan mastiffs trained by the leader himself. Two Tibetan mastiffs could defeat him.
Ten people with such skills are incredibly fast and their lethality is not ordinary.
I can't help but feel sorry for Xia Qi in my heart.
The men in black around him couldn't help but frown. This time the leader was so cold-blooded that he actually let a beautiful woman like a flower and a jade with all kinds of charms beat a Tibetan mastiff.
Mo Yan sneered, "Miss Xia, can't you beat her?"
"You have to fight even if you can't beat him." Stubbornness is Xia Chen's character.