Mo Xuan pondered for a long time. She had never thought about knowing the specific location of the mafia's arms factory. Even if she wanted to know, Wraith would not be able to tell her.
"I want to talk to Heishen." Mo Xuan said neither humble nor overbearing. She didn't think that Heishen was a person with much more seniority than her. In this field, she also relied on her seniority to speak for herself.
The three Ming Mie brothers were a little bit affected by Mo Su's sudden domineering attitude. How did a little girl be forced to change from a smiling girl to a hall master who spoke with coercion?
"Yes, but...I'm afraid we have to wait. The current situation is that if the Black God doesn't contact us, it's impossible for us to contact him." This was the first time that Wraith had lied. He felt extremely awkward and thought to himself that this was not for the sake of his brothers. Well.
"It doesn't matter. Since you can check their signal, I don't know... can I stay here for a few days? I want to know the news about the ghosts as soon as possible." After all, I have to shamelessly stay here, and I don't have the shame. Rice is so thick, and there are so many high-sounding reasons for getting along.
So after Mo Su asked to stay for a few days, his face immediately turned red.
"That's the only way it can be." Ming Mie said.
"If something happens to Gui Mei because of Hei Shen, I won't just let it go." A flash of sharpness flashed in Mo Zhu's eyes. She didn't feel that she was not their opponent at all. She only thought about her sister Mi Ai. .
"I think there must be some misunderstanding here. Let's wait a little longer." Wraith couldn't tell what was going on, so he wanted to appease the aunt first.
"I hope, where is my room?" Mo Zhu asked. She didn't want to stay any longer. She couldn't face these men with strong auras. She blamed herself to death. Why did she have to take such a high position? Come to meet Ming Jue and the other three. Their auras are not something she can suppress by herself.
In this way, Mo Zhu was deceived by a group of people who acted the same as they did, and she was still shy in her heart, wondering if it was too shameless to find such a bad reason to stay.
From the moment Mo Zhu entered Black Hand's headquarters until she left after talking for a while, she never raised her eyes to look at Ming Jue because she felt that Ming Jue's eyes were staring at her, so she didn't dare to look back at him.
After Mo Chu's figure left the conference building, Ming Jue's body, which had been tense all the time, leaned on the sofa dejectedly. His whole person looked depressed, and he didn't have the aura he had just now.
Mi Ye raised his eyebrows, "Good friend, you were just pretending to be affectionate." Now that Mo Chu is gone, it's like a deflated balloon.
"Hey, it's been a long time since I saw Mo Zhu. That girl is so skinny that she's all skin and bones. It makes me really feel bad and want to hug her." While Mi Ye was pretending to be melancholy, he felt a strong light. Turning towards him, when he raised his head, it was not Ming Jue who glared at him, but Ming Mie. Of course Na Mi also glared back at you, and you dared to glare at me.
Ming Jue was leaning there, still looking weak. He was really hurt. That girl could have just given him a look and completely ignored him the whole time.
Mi Ye continued to stir up emotions, increasing Ming Jue's sense of guilt, "In the past, Mo Sheng was most afraid of pain. Even if he had a small cut on his hand, he could hug Mi Ai and show his face and act coquettishly for a long time. Now it's great. A good girl is like this." Forced to go to Liangshan, a girl with no record of success single-handedly defeated 156 people from the HR organization, ugh!!!"