Xu Xiangsi had ten million questions in her heart, but Leng Mo didn't say anything, which made her a little depressed, but there was nothing she could do.

The scene outside the car window flashed, and gradually, the surrounding scenery became remote.

The car drove through a dense forest on the outskirts of the countryside before finally stopping in front of an abandoned steel mill.

Leng Mo changed into a white suit, which made Xu Xiangsi dumbfounded.

Really, Xu Xiangsi entered the cold house at the age of eight, and this is the first time I have seen him wearing a white suit.

He seems to be fond of black to the point of stubbornness.

Leng Mo glanced at her coldly, and asked in a light tone, "What are you looking at me for?" ”

"Ah, no...... It's nothing. She shook her head.

"Put the mask on."

While speaking, Leng Mo himself also put on a mask, it was not a fox mask, it was a very classic V-shaped vendetta.

When the three of them put on the masks, behind the gloomy and somewhat evil mask, there was a cold and low explanation.

"Remember, never speak, not even a word."

He has already explained this matter before, and it seems to be very important to emphasize it at this moment.

Xu Xiangsi asked curiously, "What will happen if I speak?" ”

Leng Mo stared at her, although he couldn't see his face, but the cold light in his eyes showed the seriousness of the problem.

"We're all going to die."

Xu Xiangsi was stunned for a moment.

Well, it's a lot more serious than she thought.

After getting out of the car, the three of them walked slowly towards the mottled iron gate of the steel mill.

Getting closer, Xu Xiangsi's heart became more and more nervous.

She didn't know why she would die when she spoke, and she didn't know why she was wearing a mask when she traded with Mo Huairen.

Too much why, nervous, but also inexplicably stimulating.

The dilapidated iron door slowly opened, and with the mottled rust that fell from the "Boom", two men walked out.

"It's Mr. K?"

Leng Mo nodded, and his voice instantly became hoarse, and it could be seen that he did this on purpose.

"Yes."

"Please come in!"

Xu Xiangsi saw all this in his eyes, and the face behind the mask was already full of confusion.

Mr. K...... She remembered the codename.

In the email Mo Huairen sent to Leng Mo, Mo Huairen called him "Mr. K".

Could it be that Leng Mo has been hiding his identity and using the false identity of "Mr. K" to communicate with Mo Huairen?

With doubts, she honestly followed behind Leng Mo, and the sunspot on the side was carrying a silver suitcase in her hand.

Led by the man, the three entered the warehouse.

It was spacious, but it was also empty, with only a pile of rusty broken copper and iron, and a jerky "squeak" sound from the exhaust fan above the wall.

In the center of the venue, there were three or two black cars, and a group of people in suits and ties gathered together to smoke cigarettes, but all of them had poor faces, and even tattoos crawling out of the collars could be seen.

Seeing the arrival of the three of them, a group of people cast their eyes over, and this formation couldn't help but make Xu Xiangsi's heart beat a drum.

It's really a bit embarrassing to say it, but she, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, feels that her legs and stomach are a little weak.

The other stepped forward, glanced at the three of them, and smiled and complimented.

"Mr. K, welcome."

Under the mask of the V-shaped vendetta, Leng Mo's eyes were as calm as a lake, his eyes swept away, and he spoke hoarsely.

"Where's Mr. Mo?"

"Mr. Immaculate, we are specially ordered to come and trade with you, Mr. K."

Hearing this, behind the mask, there was a cold sneer.

"Since Mr. K refuses to appreciate his face, there is no need for this transaction to continue."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait!"

A hearty voice sounded behind him.

There was a sound of footsteps, and Mo Huairen walked out from behind a broken stone pillar.

He was dressed in a blue suit, with an innate warm smile on his face, and a cane studded with multicolored gems was carried in his hand, with an air of luxury.

"Mr. K, I've been waiting for a long time."

Leng Mo slowly turned his face sideways, and although his voice was disguised as hoarse, the arrogance in his tone was difficult to hide.

"Mr. K is still so fond of jokes."

"Haha, you're an old friend of mine, can't you make this joke?" Mo Huairen smiled like an old fox, but his old eyes flashed sharply.

With that, he turned his gaze to the woman standing next to Mr. K.

This girl looks as mysterious as Mr. K, behind the fox mask, a pair of dark and faint eyes are very smart, and her figure is a little petite, but she is convex and backward, which is quite delicate.

Mo Huairen asked with interest, "This is ......?"

Xu Xiangsi forgot Leng Mo's instruction of "never speak, even a word", and opened his mouth to answer.

However, as soon as the words reached her mouth, she suddenly felt a chill and goosebumps welled up.

She turned her neck stiffly, and met Leng Mo's almost murderous gaze.

"Mr. Mo's eyes are like torches, why don't you guess?" Leng Mo quipped.

"Oh? It's kind of interesting. ”

After a little hesitation, Mo Huairen guessed, "If you are qualified to stand next to Mr. K, it must be your beloved." ”

Leng Mo bowed slightly, and Mo Huairen smiled heartily.

Xu Xiangsi secretly pinched a handful of sweat. She began to repeat a phrase in her head to remind herself.

"You're dumb, you're dumb, you're dumb......"

The two exchanged two sentences, and the cold ink went straight to the topic.

"Mr. Mo, I don't know what I want......

"Don't worry, Mr. K, I'm ready, you'll be satisfied!"

After speaking, Mo Huairen waved his hand, and immediately a subordinate put a suitcase on the hood of the car.

Mo Huairen stepped forward slowly and entered the password of the box with his own hands.

"Click-"

The box opened.

When Xu Xiangsi saw the contents inside, he couldn't help but gasp.

Although she had noticed that it might be this thing early on, she could not describe the shock of seeing the whole box with her own eyes.

She looked at Mo Huairen again, and her eyes were full of deep disgust.

With so many things, how many people can be harmed, and how many families can be ruined?

And he, Mo Huairen, has been doing this kind of unconscionable business in private, this unspeakable crime, the loss of humanity, is even more outrageous!

Leng Mo's gaze was still calm, and he made a look, and Kuroko put the silver suitcase on it.

When opened, the entire box of banknotes was piled up, almost blinding.

Mo Huairen asked, "Mr. K, do you want to inspect the goods?" ”

"No, you and I have been friends for many years, and this trust should be there."

Mo Huairen laughed heartily twice and nodded in praise.

"As you deserve to be Mr. K, I really admire you more and more, and I hope that the cooperation and friendship between us will last forever!"

Leng Mo replied in a calm tone, "I hope so." ”

After a pause, Mo Huairen seemed to suddenly think of something.

"Speaking of which, the last time in the Southern Alps, Mr. K sent a distress email to Sir Bain when he was in distress in the snowy mountains, and unfortunately I also saw it. It's a pity that the people I sent couldn't find you, and I was really worried at the time. ”

"No, Mr. Mo has already saved me."

"Oh?" Mo Huairen couldn't help asking, "I don't know what this means?" ”

"Thanks to Mr. Mo sending people up the mountain, I found the footprints they left behind, and I was able to get out of the mountain smoothly."

Mo Huairen was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward and patted Leng Mo's shoulder.

"That's great, I really don't know what to do without such a great partner as you."

Mo Huairen's touch made Leng Mo's brows furrow, but it quickly returned to its original state.

"What Mr. Mo said is that I think so too."

Xu Xiangsi kept in mind that "you are a mute", and just listened quietly on the side.

However, the more she listened, the more confused she became.

What the hell are these two people talking about? What distress mail in the Southern Alps, has this ever happened?

The two chatted a few more words, and the transaction ended in a seemingly pleasant and harmonious atmosphere.

However, at this moment, a shrill siren was heard in the distance.

A subordinate stumbled in, "Mr. Mo, it's not good, there's a policeman!" ”

"What did you say?!" Mo Huairen was stunned for a moment.

Soon, he reacted and looked at Mr. K suspiciously.