Chapter 325: Being a Yellow Sparrow?

From a certain point of view, Mo Xiaochuan and Xiang Yang can be regarded as old acquaintances.

When he was in Hongguoshu Waterfall, Mo Xiaochuan had a good impression of this thick-eyed man, maybe it was really a fool who was a fool, the Lord of the Arakawa had killed so many people in the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, including many members of MSS, but Xiang Yang was lucky to survive.

Later, after leaving Qianzhou, Mo Xiaochuan never saw Xiang Yang again, and the only time he had an intersection with the other party was because of Su Su.

And before preparing to ambush the people of the Hundred Ghosts Sect tonight, Mo Xiaochuan had already guessed that the MSS people had not really evacuated Wanzhou, but had set a trap for those overseas organizations that coveted the secret treasures of the Cave Heaven and Earth.

Just wait for them to get in and catch them all.

But Mo Xiaochuan didn't know that Xiang Yang was also here.

So the group of big men who followed Xiang Yang, armed to the teeth, were all special operations personnel from the MSS Second Division?

Of course, this is not important, what is important is how did Xiang Yang and the others know that the people of the hundred ghosts will appear in the pig farm tonight?

The first thing that came to Mo Xiaochuan's mind was Yingzhao.

It seems that only the ventilation of this goods can explain the current situation.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiaochuan immediately turned around again to find Ying Zhao, and ordered everyone to stay still for the time being.

When Mo Xiaochuan saw Ying Zhao, the latter was leaning against the corner of the wall and spitting smoke rings.

"You're pretty relaxed. ”

Ying Zhao smiled proudly and said, "It's just some small shrimp that can't be put on the table, is it worth being nervous?"

As a god-like existence in the first vein of mountains and seas, Ying Zhao certainly had the confidence to say this, but Mo Xiaochuan heard some extraneous sounds from it.

"How do you know they're all small shrimps?"

Ying Zhao took a puff of the cigarette in his hand, accompanied by the curling mist, and said slowly: "Guess." ”

Mo Xiaochuan snorted coldly, obviously not believing it, so he asked again: "Since it is a small shrimp, why do you have to notify the people in the second place?"

Hearing this, Ying Zhao was stunned: "The people from the second place are also here?"

Mo Xiaochuan immediately frowned: "Didn't you tell them?"

Ying Zhao shook his head: "This kind of thing, does it make sense for me to lie to you?"

It really doesn't make sense.

Mo Xiaochuan's brows furrowed a little deeper.

Perhaps seeing the doubts in Mo Xiaochuan's heart, Ying Zhao couldn't help but smile and said: "It's not a big deal, the news doesn't necessarily come from us, maybe the people in the second place have been with the people of the archipelago for a while." ”

Mo Xiaochuan suddenly realized, but forgot about this simplest possibility.

It's just that the rest of the matter becomes a bit of a problem.

What do MSS people do here?

Of course, it's for people with a hundred ghosts.

From this point of view, the goals of Mo Xiaochuan's side and Xiang Yang and others are of course the same.

But the two sides did not communicate in advance, in other words, Xiang Yang and the others did not know that Mo Xiaochuan was coming.

If the bosses of Qingshui Street show up rashly, it is likely to cause misunderstanding on MSS, and they will be treated as people of the same line, or as moles of the same lineage.

And once the two sides exchange fire, it should be a chance to give the real people of the same vein to fish in troubled waters!

"Do you have a phone number from Xiang Yang, or any other leader in the second place?"

Ying Zhao glanced at Mo Xiaochuan with disdain, and asked rhetorically, "Do you think they will carry mobile phones with them when they are on a mission?"

Well, it simply couldn't be more reasonable.

So Mo Xiaochuan could only sigh and said, "It seems that you and I can only come forward to reveal our identities first." ”

Ying Zhao smiled again: "They know who you are?"

Mo Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, as if when he was in the Red Fruit Tree Waterfall, Xiang Yang didn't know the identity of his mountain and sea ruling envoy!

Of course, this is not the most critical, the most critical is the next sentence of Yingzhao.

"Anyway, I usually only deal with people at the level of the director, and Wang Ci will be regarded as a special case, so theoretically speaking, these soldiers under them have never heard my name at all, as for you...... I deeply doubt that the people in the second place know what the Shanhai Ruling Envoy is......"

At this moment, Mo Xiaochuan was completely blind.

Yes, all this time, he ignored a very important issue.

In his opinion, the three offices and 17 functional bureaus of MSS are all one, but in fact, the various departments of MSS are independent of each other and do not interfere with each other, just like Lao Wang, even if he is the section chief of one place, he can't say what the three departments next door are studying all day long.

And the one who has always been responsible for dealing with the mountains and seas is one of MSS.

Therefore, it is really difficult to say whether several other offices, as well as functional bureaus, know what the so-called Shanhai Ruling Envoy is.

There may be some information shared between the directors and directors of the bureau, but for a small cadre like Xiang Yang, the level is not enough......

Of course, the current Mo Xiaochuan can also call Li Haotian and ask him to communicate with the people in the second place, and then give the order to Xiangyang.

But the problem is that this matter takes time to complete, and seeing that Xiang Yang's side is already about to meet the people of the hundred ghosts......

"So what's your suggestion?" Mo Xiaochuan asked directly to Ying Zhao.

"If you're going to ask me......" Ying Zhao shrugged his shoulders and spat out the last smoke ring, "We're just going to do nothing." ”

Mo Xiaochuan rolled his eyes, stopped making a move, turned around and returned to Lao Zhu's side, and asked, "What's the situation now?"

"In two minutes at most, those islanders are going to collide with MSS. ”

Mo Xiaochuan took a deep breath and said, "Let our people not move first, and if the MSS people can't be even, we will make a move." ”

"Good. ”

After speaking, Lao Zhu went to inform everyone to go, while Mo Xiaochuan stayed by the window, his fingers constantly tapping lightly on the edge of the window, looking preoccupied.

He wouldn't feel frustrated because he had spent so much effort and ended up empty, after all, anyone with these ghosts and a lineage would be killed.

If MSS asks for this credit, it is nothing to give them.

But the problem is that Mo Xiaochuan doesn't feel very good.

He couldn't tell why, maybe it was just an ethereal intuition, or maybe he had overlooked something important.

Two minutes is a flash.

Mo Xiaochuan didn't even wait for Lao Zhu to come back to report the situation to him, but he had already heard dense and murderous gunfire in the No. 3 factory not far away.

Got your hands on it so soon?

Mo Xiaochuan was a little worried about Xiangyang, and the Qin Yuan wings behind him spread out again, and he jumped down from the window with him, crossed a graceful arc in the air, and swept towards the No. 3 factory building.