"Mr. Mo, I have something urgent, so I'm coming to you,"

Gu Lang actually rarely used this kind of low profile to talk to others, even when he hid his identity, he was condescending with something that could not be ignored, but at this time he obviously lowered his tone, "I have a friend who is now locked up in the dungeon of Country C, and my brother may kill him at any time...... I want to save him. ”

Mo Nanjue's handsome face was indifferent, "Why don't you just ask your brother." ”

"My brother hates him, he is the former heir to the throne of country A, and he was airdropped to country C by country A as a death row prisoner, country A and country C have always been incompatible," Gu Lang pursed his lips, his expression was difficult and astringent, "He has already suffered a lot of torture in the dungeon, I'm not sure if it will be even more cruel in the future...... So I want to get him out as soon as possible. ”

Mo Nanjue's narrow peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he seemed to be smiling, "How can you be sure that I will take the risk to help you, after all, saving a death row prisoner from the dungeon of country C is only troublesome for me, not good." ”

Gu Lang hurriedly said in a deep voice, "What benefits Mr. Mo wants, as long as you say ......"

Lord Monan indifferently interrupted him, "I can get what I want." ”

He never relied on people.

Gu Lang was silent for a moment, in fact, Mo Nanjue's attitude is very normal, no one is willing to take such a big risk in vain, you must know that this is the palace of country C, and the danger factor of doing it here is extremely high.

He is the master of the Tibetan Gate of America, and he seems to be a person, but in fact, he is entangled in layers of complex relationship networks, and his words and deeds are even related to the entire United States.

"Mr. Mo, I know it's normal for you not to agree, I don't know how to convince you, you are not interested in gold and silver treasures, but my friend really can't wait, he can't hold on......"

Gu Lang took a step back as he spoke, and actually knelt down towards him with both knees

At the moment when his knee touched the carpet, his arm was held up by a strong force, and Mo Nanjue bent down to clasp his arm, "Your Royal Highness Gu Si, I can't stand your kneeling." ”

Gu Lang also refused to stand up, pressed his hand, and said with resolute stubbornness and firmness, "Mr. Mo, please help me, as long as I can rescue Huo Jingzun, I am willing to do anything for you......"

"Huh......"

Suddenly, Mo Yaochen, who was lying in Mo Nanjue's arms and twisting his waist, raised his little head, and looked at Gu Lang who was half-kneeling with a fair and soft face, and there was still saliva at the corner of his mouth that had not been wiped clean, "What did you just say...... Huo Jingzun? ”

Gu Lang suddenly raised his eyes to look at the little boy carved in pink, "Do you know him?" ”

"I don't know him," Mo Yaochen shook his little short legs and said with a smile, "But I have a good friend named Huo Chengyou, and his father seems to be called Huo Jingzun." ”

"Do you know Seungyou?!"

Gu Lang was stunned, hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, flipped out the photo and handed it to him.

Mo Yaochen was excited when he saw it, his little hand directly grabbed Gu Lang's mobile phone, and his small mouth opened wide, "Huohuo, this photo is swollen, and you're more handsome than me?!" He's a lot fatter than me! ”

Then saliva dripped on Gu Lang's mobile phone screen......

Although they are all handsome guys, it's true that they are a lot fat...... Huo Chengyou's snack is already a little fatter than children of the same age, Mo Yaochen is the figure of a standard small model, and the two of them often quarrel on the Internet over the question of who is fatter......

Mo Nanjue didn't draw a paper, he directly wiped the saliva from the corner of his son's mouth with his fingertips, he lowered his eyes and looked at Gu Lang's mobile phone screen The father and son were obviously not on good terms, and they both stood far away, with an expression of disgust for each other.