Rice is not yet thirty at the moment. He only has a small influence in 3K, and Mr. Xu is his leader.
Les could only take the phone with both hands respectfully and said indifferently: "Hello?"
I don't know what was said on the phone. Les just glanced at Mojiu and finally nodded, "Okay, I got it."
Brother Ying smiled beautifully, "Les, Mr. Xu's people will be here soon. This time, we must cooperate well!"
As he said that, he extended his hand to Les.
Les looked at his hands, turned around, picked up little Mojiu, and walked out.
Brother Ying's hand paused in the air, feeling very embarrassed. When Les walked out of the door, he spat at his back: "Bah, what the hell!"
As soon as he walked out of the hospital, there were more than a dozen KKK thugs behind Les.
At the entrance of the hospital, a black Porsche car quickly stopped. The most trusted person around Mr. Xu walked down. People who knew Rice's character curiously glanced at the timid Mo Jiu in his arms, and then did not reach out.
He just smiled and said: "Les, happy working together!"
Rice knew that this was sent by Mr. Xu to monitor him. His eyes darkened, but he just nodded slightly as a signal.
Les is proud, and this is considered polite to the other party.
Sure enough, the man smiled and showed his teeth, "Mr. Xu said, I am only responsible for watching, and the decision-making actions are done by you and Brother Ying."
After saying this, the man smiled again and said, "Mr. Xu also said that he will keep your loyalty in mind. In addition, don't be emotional. You are still young and you will have many future generations."
When Les heard this, his eyes flashed again, but he could only nod.
There is no way, there has been a lot of fuss about the Chinese List recently, and among the rare Chinese people in 3K, Mr. Xu has long been eyeing him.
This time, Mr. Xu gave him a chance to prove his innocence.
For this kind of opportunity, as someone who wants and must stay in 3K, he must accept it happily without any resistance.
A row of more than a dozen black cars drove arrogantly through the streets of Country S, heading towards the sparsely populated steelmaking plant for the final showdown.
In the car, Les held little Mojiu in his arms.
Little Mojiu, who was unaware of the danger, had already fallen asleep peacefully in Les's arms.
Mo Jiu looked at the silent Les, even though he was in a dream, he was very confused.
Rice is a descendant of the Chinese emperor, and he was born to feel that he was noble and inviolable.
But in 3K, even she could see that Les was in a bad situation. According to his arrogant nature, he should have been sentenced to 3K long ago. Why did he have to stay here?!
Could it be that...
An idea suddenly flashed through Mo Jiu's mind, an idea that made her extremely excited but felt impossible.
Could it be that... Rice is a spy planted by China into the 3K?!
But...how is this possible!
Mo Jiu looked at Les, who was less than thirty years old, in shock. Looking at that young face, he felt that he was shocked and speechless by what he was thinking about.
That's not right...
If Les was a spy, how could he personally participate in the interception and killing of Uncle Long?
Or should I say...
Mo Jiu looked forward. What happened in her memory was also wrong?
Could it be that the showdown between Rice and Uncle Long, 3K and Huaxia, and her young age in the middle of it, she didn't understand at all?
What is the truth of the matter?
[I’ve seen many people saying that it’s going to be over. Well, don’t get me wrong. The truth of various things back then is slowly being revealed, but there’s still a long way to go before it’s over. Especially with the speed of updates now...
