No matter how much hatred was covering her heart, there was still a pure space somewhere in her heart.
Mi Ai and Zhan Yan were very satisfied after listening to Mo Chu's words. They didn't expect that this girl is usually either crazy about playing in the world or just lazy and slippery. They didn't expect that she knew Purgatory Hall very well and the definition of Purgatory Hall.
Correct, much better than that damn old man.
Just because Mi Ai and Zhan Yan are satisfied does not mean that Elder Moss is satisfied, "A little girl is a little girl. Who doesn't know that the drug business is the most profitable? Now you actually want to give up the drug business. You let our brothers in the church drink the northwest wind."
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As soon as Elder Moss said this, there was another flurry of curses. Branch churches in various countries are currently mainly engaged in drug trade, and some branches are already contacting arms smuggling orders. Arms and drugs are much easier to earn than killers.
These people have been in the Tao for so long, and they have gained fame and wealth, and fame is not close to them. Naturally, they want to make a profit. As for what this profit is, of course it is money.
Drugs are a ready-made trade. There is a buyer and a buyer, and the business is done. But killers are different. Good killers must be trained from an early age, selected from all over the world, and then sent to training bases, and then the best killers are selected from many children.
Top-notch training takes at least several years. This is how Mi Ai and Zhan Yan were selected by the old hall master.
This is a way of making money through slow work and meticulous work. After following Fei Lie for so many years, they have become accustomed to the quick and easy way of making money, so they are disgusted with Mo Su's proposal.
Mo Xuan looked straight at Elder Moss and said coldly and forcefully, "The drug market may not be taken over by the government one day. The mafia dominates the arms market and wants to share a piece of the pie with the mafia. In the end,
We will end up like my dad. Since we don’t have the strength to fight the mafia, why not do the killer business that we are good at."
Suddenly, a branch hall leader looked down on Mo Su's idea and said, "No wonder it is said that Princess Mo Su of our Purgatory Hall is not related to the Mafia's Ming Jue. It seems true." Who saw this way of avoiding the Mafia at every turn?
They all thought there was a ghost.
Mo Xun's eyes sharpened. Before she could get angry, the branch hall leader was shot in the arm. The shooter was Mi Ai. Mi Ai angrily rushed off the stage and grabbed his collar, "Speak.
Think about the consequences, do you have the right to speak now? Could it be that you have to compete with Mo Su for position."
Mi Ai, the master of this branch, knows that he is from Moss.
If you shoot the first bird with a gun, you will hit him, the one who was taken advantage of.
The leader of this branch hall was so frightened by Mi Ai's murderous aura and the bullet that he didn't dare to say anything, but out of dignity, he still had to snort at Mi Ai with a cold face.
Mi Ai didn't want to talk nonsense with them and wanted to cut through the mess quickly and win the battle quickly.
So Mi Ai turned around and hugged Elder Moss, and said in his ear, "Elder Moss's little wife seems to be about to give birth now?!"
Upon hearing this, Elder Moss looked gloomy and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want?"
"It seems to be a male fetus?" Mi Ai said and turned around and walked away proudly, heading in the direction of Mo Xu and Zhan Yan.
Elder Moss was so anxious that he stepped forward and grabbed Mi Ai, "What did you do?" Now that the ghost dared to threaten him like this, she must have captured his little wife.
"It's nothing. I'm afraid that since you are in this council, there will be no one to help her give birth. You also know my doctor. I don't like it. It's just a little woman coming to give birth. There is no need to thank me."