The K-shaped gold medal is the exclusive token of Mojia, the leader of the K-shaped party. Anyone who holds it can mobilize a reinforced company's armed forces in the K-shaped party without any problem! Mojia has only given away two pieces of such a precious thing.
, who will bring this piece?
Muchuan asked hurriedly, "Where is the person who brought him here?"
"outside."
Muchuan and Zhong Kun immediately came to the reception room of the K-Party headquarters, where a tall man with a beard and a four or five-year-old boy were waiting there.
The little boy was very beautiful. His delicate facial features were as perfect as a magnetic doll specially made by God. His dark eyes seemed to contain a sense of mystery and tranquility. He held a stick in his hand.
The black cane stood next to the man. Although he was small, there was a kind of magic that people couldn't ignore, so much so that his eyes would be locked on him at a glance.
Before Mu Chuan could ask, the little boy quietly said, "My name is Yan Che, and Yan Shengjie is my daddy."
Mu Chuan was startled, "Are you Huo Kui's son?"
Yan Shengjie is a member of the underworld organization located in the Ark of the Covenant, the Ghost Sect. Huo Kui is his code name, and his true identity is the Prince of Oman.
Xiao Yanche nodded and said quietly, "I want to see Uncle Mojia."
Mu Chuan frowned, and at this time, the man who had been standing next to Yan Che spoke in a calm voice, "You should have guessed the purpose of our coming here. The situation over there is urgent now. With Aman's own army alone,
There is no way to compete with that superpower, so we ask for your help!"
Mu Chuan lowered his head to look at Yan Che, narrowed his eyes, and responded, "You guys wait here for a moment." He turned around and left while holding the K-shaped gold medal.
Zhong Kun always stood there with his arms folded, first looking at Xiao Yanche, and then looking at the dark bracelet in his hand. His eyes were first surprised, and then excited.
Noticing that the man next to Xiao Yanche was watching him warily, Zhong Kun smiled and stretched out his hand towards him, "Zhong Kun,"
The man also stretched out his hand, "038."
Zhong Kun was stunned and asked a little funny, "Code name?"
038 replied calmly, "A name is just a kind of code name."
Zhong Kun chuckled, "Well said."
Lowering his head, he looked at Xiao Yanche, not hiding his interest in this little boy at all, but his words were directed at 038, "This little guy is special, isn't he?"
It was obviously a question, but it was an affirmative tone. Zhong Kun may not be able to see the essence of people when he looks at people, but he has a very keen sense of smell for some supernatural things. On this little boy, he smelled something that excited him again
!
A trace of surprise flashed across 038's deep eyes, and then he returned to his original state, "I never expected that there is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon in the K-word Party."
"Haha," Zhong Kun smiled, looked at Xiao Yanche, and said sincerely, "Little guy, no matter what kind of problems you encounter in the future, you can come to me." After a pause, he added, "Even if it's unbelievable,
."
Xiao Yanche nodded slightly and said, "Thank you."
Although he is young, he has no trouble communicating with adults like Zhong Kun. Those dark and deep eyes always reveal wisdom and calmness that are different from children of the same age.
Behind me, there was the sound of footsteps.
Yan Che looked up and saw the person walking in, his eyes lit up. He glanced at him carefully and looked at him carefully.
038 had previously served in the U.S. Marine Corps and was the captain of the special operations team. He had some information about the world's major underworld bosses. But this was his first real meeting with the boss of the K-party.
The most eye-catching thing about Mojia is her long hair, which is scattered casually, elegant and powerful at the same time. Very few men with long hair can show off a domineering air.
He has a slender and well-proportioned figure and a cold look. He wears a relatively loose traditional Mexican costume. There are no complicated patterns, just black, with wide sleeves on his body, giving him a unique charm. His cold face seems to be covered by a piece of frost.
After taking a shower, it was freezing cold, yet extremely handsome.
"Uncle Mojia," Xiao Yanche already knew his identity without being introduced. He walked over and called softly.
Mojia lowered his eyes and glanced at him, "If you have anything to do, tell me."
This was the first time Mo Jia spoke in the past few days after recovering from a serious illness. The person was still a child, a child he had only met twice. The first time was when he was just born, and Mo Jia gave the infant Yan Che a piece of k for the first time.
The gold medal made everyone confused. The second time is now, and the little baby has grown into a beautiful little boy.
His cold and distant attitude did not scare Xiao Yanche at all. He raised his little head and looked at him, "Uncle Mojia, I want to ask you to help my daddy."
"Gulu"
Mu Chuan behind him couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, and felt a little sweat in his heart for Xiao Yanche. Hey, who asked him to come with a K-shaped gold medal at this time?
038 also keeps an eye on the man in front of him, his decision is crucial. The K-Party is located in Mexico City, and Mexico is their base, close to the United States. No matter what the K-Party does, it will have an impact on the United States.
This is what people often say, bare feet are not afraid of wearing shoes. Smuggling, drugs and violence in Mexico are endless. Fortunately, there are big gangs like the K-Party here to control. However, the K-Party only needs to make some guidance.
With such actions, the United States will become the most direct victim of these transactions. Therefore, in order to maintain this balance behind the scenes, the United States is still somewhat afraid of the K-party.
Xiao Yanche said nothing more, just waited quietly, as if he was already certain of the outcome.
Mojia closed his eyes, turned around and walked out, "Muchuan, send all the free planes."
"Yes!" Mu Chuan cheered up, winked quietly at Xiao Yanche, and hurried out to get ready.
038 also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, he was really afraid that this man would refuse. Moreover, he also had good reasons to refuse. After all, no one would go against the United States after being full! This attack meant that
Make your stance clear.
From now on, they will be powerful enemies.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of planes flew in from all directions. Their black fuselage, with a yellow letter "K" on it, was extremely eye-catching. They were hovering around the castle standing on the top of the mountain. From a distance, the formation looked arrogant, domineering and arrogant.
To the extreme.
After Mojia and others got on the plane, they said indifferently, "Go to Muscat."
For a moment, a mighty group of fighter planes maintained an orderly formation in the air and flew towards Muscat.