Late spring. The weather is getting warmer. Li Mingfu parted ways with Yang Yunhe and Ye Renfeng, and his mood fell to the lowest point. Same sky, different mood. At this age, the feeling of being in a foreign land is miserable enough, and in the blink of an eye, all three foreign bodyguards were wiped out, just like the remaining arms were cut off again.

I want to make a comeback! Li Mingfu howled again and again in his heart, vowing to revive the mountains and rivers. However, at this time, Li Mingfu was so poor that he only had money left. Yang Yunhe and Ye Renfeng completely fell to Xiao Qiong, and his world became even darker.

Grand Master, what should I do? Li Mingfu tried to bring himself to a high level of kung fu and asked Wang Tianxing questions from the depths of his soul. Wang Tianxing unexpectedly gave four words: recuperate.

Recuperate! Since the fight with Xiao Qiong, the strength of the Tibetan sect has been constantly weakened, and if the fight continues, Li Mingfu decided to return to the German village of Amod, where there is still Shi Wenlong and his gang, and they can still survive. When the force is strong enough, then kill back to the homeland. The land of the mainland is the root, and in the final analysis, it cannot be lost.

A dark and windy night. Li Mingfu quietly embarked on a flight to country M, and from there took Wang Yuan back to the village of Amod in Germany. He wants to leave Ma Yiyuan's control and let the tumor of the Tibetan sect grow tenaciously.

And Xiao Qiong and Yang Yunhe are quietly brewing new plans.

It was Monday. The weather was unusually clear. Dragon's Nest Island under the blue sky, colorful flags flutter and machines roar. The construction team is working intensively. Ma Yiyuan and a group of people are here to supervise the construction of this 100 million US dollars biotechnology park is ready to be completed within half a year, and will become a demonstration park for scientific and technological innovation in Shenzhen City.

From afar, Ma Yiyuan saw Mo Wei. Follow him. Of course, they are all heads of government departments. No greetings. Coming directly to the island to inspect, Ma Yiyuan was somewhat surprised. But he was immediately greeted with a smile on his face, full of enthusiasm like a spring breeze.

"Yo, Mayor Mo, if you want to come, don't tell me in advance, I'll send someone to pick you up."

Ma Yiyuan must be a Chinese born and raised in the land, and there is no problem of adapting to the water and soil. He didn't know much about Mo Wei. The project settled in Shenzhen City. He has the most contact with Duan Xiufen, director of the China Merchants Bureau. Since the official signing of the contract, the investment came in, and Duan Xiufen completed the mission, Mo Wei has become a "waiter", making a phone call every three or five times to greet and express the government's concern.

Mo Wei's enthusiasm for Ma Yiyuan was commonplace, he smiled faintly, and replied: "Actually, it's nothing, just come and see." If you encounter any difficulties in construction. Just bring it up. Try to solve it as much as you can. ”

How could Ma Yiyuan believe that this was true? I am used to being a thief, and I see that everyone is a thief. Especially this Mo Wei. The relationship with Xiao Qiong is not ordinary, and if you don't get to focus here, it will bring great trouble to the collection of Chinese genetic data, and even a devastating blow.

For this project, country M has made a bloody investment, and if it fails to complete the task, Ma Yiyuan's miserable ending is of course predictable. He sincerely took Mo Wei and his group, pointing and pointing, what is here, what is there, and try to introduce it in detail to eliminate Mo Wei's doubts.

The bombed-out crypt at the top of the mountain has been transformed into a small garden, which is full of exotic flowers and plants, and is also fenced off. Here is already the singing of birds and flowers, and the murmuring of streams. Rockery fountain, pavilion jade corridor.

Mo Wei walked into this small garden, and Beethoven's "Symphony of Destiny" came from the hidden speakers, giving people infinite shock. Among the entourage, there was a female secretary who held a notebook and wrote a few sentences from time to time, writing down everything Mo Wei said in the notebook. Ma Yiyuan couldn't help but sigh secretly, it's really worth it to be a man like this. If you say a few words, some people will write them down as a holy decree, and maybe they will even appear on TV or newspapers. Enough cow!

Ma Yiyuan didn't have the ability to read minds, so he didn't know that this female secretary was Xiao Qiong!

After the inspection, Mo Wei and his entourage returned to the city by boat, and it was already sunset. The prosperity of the city is another world compared to Dragon's Nest Island. Dragon's Nest Island seems to be outside the world, and it is by no means a paradise.

Mo Mei has entertainment in the company. Xiao Qiong and Mo Wei had dinner, and a new moon had just risen. The two sat on the top floor and chatted on a sunny day, a pot of tea, a plate of peanuts, and a plate of almonds, feeling that life was like a fairy.

Since returning from Dragon's Nest Island, Xiao Qiong has not expressed her position. Mo Wei couldn't find a chance to ask. Now it's a world for two. Mo Wei's heart was a little active. Mind reading told Xiao Qiong that Mo Wei had something to say and doubts!

Mo Wei: "Brother Xiao, what the hell do you think this Ma Yiyuan wants to do?" I don't see any flaws in the development of Dragon's Nest Island. Is he genuinely here to invest? ”

Xiao Qiong: "After inspecting the whole afternoon, Longxue Island was trampled on by Brother Mo, didn't you really see anything suspicious?" ”

Mo Wei shook his head and behaved very woodenly. On the surface, it is true that no one can see it. All the construction units are in order. Xiao Qiong also doubted her judgment.

But since walking into that small garden and listening to Beethoven's symphony of fate, Xiao Qiong's heart calmed down, secretly breathed, and felt the aura, and she clearly experienced that there was something wrong with the rockery in the garden! Above the rockery, the fountain gushes out a white splash. The water splashes, flows, and recirculates. It looks like an ordinary rockery. But the cylindrical black cement pillar at the top of the rockery revealed all the secrets of the rockery.

Under the rockery, there is a huge underground space!

When Mo Wei heard this, he was so surprised that he almost jumped up and shouted, "Won't it?" So why didn't I see it? ”

Xiao Qiong smiled: "If ordinary people can see it, there will be no strangers." If Ma Yiyuan had mind reading, he would have known that the female secretary was me. ”

Hearing what he said, Mo Wei couldn't help but smile and said, "It makes sense." It seems that I was too excited. I'm still a deputy mayor, and sometimes my mind is very simple. ”

"Brother Mo, don't blame yourself. The battle between the dark forces and the light never stops, and it is normal for the two forces to lose their strengths and weaknesses. This Ma Yiyuan is really cunning enough, play the game of the cunning rabbit with me, let him be happy for a few days. Anyway, he has a lot of dollars in his hands to spend, let him smash it hard, and when his financial resources are exhausted, he will end his nest in one fell swoop. Let him find a place to cry. ”

"Brother Xiao, I think you actually have the vision of a politician, although you don't engage in politics, you are really quite political-minded. Spend all his money, toss him enough, and then kill him. It's equivalent to fattening a sheep and then killing it. Terrible. ”

The two talked excitedly and couldn't help but laugh heartily. Mo Mei was not at home, Mo Wei and Xiao Qiong talked to each other without scruples, and they both felt very enjoyable. Mo Mei has come out of the shadow of the Tibetan sect, and the Tibetan sect has lost the support of Tian Congming, which means that the building will collapse. It is not an easy thing to make waves again. Perhaps, Li Mingfu is looking for a place to cry.

Xiao Qiong thought about this and asked, "Brother Mo, are you sure that Mo Mei has no connection with the Tibetan Sect?" (To be continued.) )