778. Chapter 778 Going back to Mo's house to find something 1
"...Head? Hey, are you listening?"
Yuzhuo's cry brought Long Qingtian back to his senses. His eyes fell on the steering wheel. The painful and itchy feeling in his heart made him inexplicably irritable. "Yes, here."
"Did you hear what I just said?"
"Say it again." Long Qingtian took a deep breath and concentrated his attention.
"Ah? Are you really distracted? It's really rare! Are you with your sister-in-law?" Yuzhuo's words were teasing.
Long Qingtian's face turned even darker, "What nonsense are you talking about!"
"Okay, that's it. Boss, although we didn't catch Brother Ying, our people discovered that there was a very powerful force that also set up an ambush around us."
Hearing this, Long Qingtian's body kept thinking, "Who is that person?"
The other party was silent for a while, and then said, "They look like international mercenaries."
International mercenaries, as the name suggests, are also a branch of the military, and most of them are recruited by outstanding special forces from various countries after retirement. Their strength is so powerful that even the most powerful special forces in China will look at them with suspicion.
Long Qingtian's eyes deepened, "Continue."
"A lot of people came, at least a dozen of them. It seems they are not targeting us. I wonder if they scared Brother Ying away."
"No." Long Qingtian replied briefly. Compared with China's best special forces, international mercenaries are not bad at all. If they perform a mission, how can they show signs and scare people away?
Yu Zhuo had never doubted Long Qingtian's judgment and immediately stopped mentioning the possibility, "Then why didn't Brother Ying come? What was the purpose of those mercenaries? After we withdrew our troops, they left on their own not long after.
Gone."
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"Why didn't you come? It seems that Lu Lan, his beloved, doesn't have much weight in his heart! In other words, it's not worth him coming to China to take her away."
In a 100-square-meter villa in an extremely ordinary residential area in Kyoto, Les crossed his legs and answered Mo Jiu's questions with a smile on his face.
Mo Jiu, who suddenly disappeared from Long Qingtian's place, was now wearing a white casual sportswear and sitting on the sofa opposite Les. He curled his lips when he heard Les's words, "The so-called true love is nothing more than that."
Rice's lips curled up, "How can we have a true love in our line of work? Even your partner must be chosen carefully. Lu Lan had already been given up by Brother Ying when she fell in love with Chief Long Da!"
"Then why did you choose Mo Jiayi back then?"
"Ahem...!" Les, who was about to drink from the water glass, choked when he heard this aggressive question.
Mo Jiu immediately took out a tissue and threw it towards Rice's mouth.
"Hey, are these tissues clean?" Les still maintained his mysophobia habit and asked subconsciously.
"It's cleaner than Xiaobei's saliva, right?" Mo Jiu rolled his eyes angrily.
Do you think this guy has mysophobia? But Mo Xiaobei almost refused to refuse anything left over from eating, or even the things handed to Les with his dirty little hands.
Can you say he is dirty? He is extremely particular about other things!
He never uses facial tissue, and he always uses disposable sterilized white handkerchiefs! Damn, he even said that no matter how clean the facial tissue is, there will still be paper scraps.
"Oh, how can you compare this dirty thing to my furry's drool?" Les stood up, took out the handkerchief he carried with him and wiped his mouth, then... threw the used handkerchief in
