Chapter Seventy-Eight: Reverse Scales

"Are you Yang Mo?"

"It's me, what's the matter with you?"

"Oh, it's not a big deal, you sit down first, don't be restrained. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

In the bright office, Yang Mo sat on the black sofa, opposite him was a smiling middle-aged man, a very kind-faced middle-aged man, and it could even be said that every wrinkle of his had a kind taste.

"Do you know who I am?"

"A member of the Bounty Hunters Association?"

"That's right, but I have another identity, the secretary of the deputy minister of defense of the fifth district."

"What?!" Yang Mo almost jumped up from the sofa, good guy, big official, why did he become a hunter again? As if seeing Yang Mo's doubts, the middle-aged man opened his mouth to explain.

"In fact, the Hunter Association was established with the support of the government, and some powerful officials will register as hunters in their own names, which will increase their income and allow them to successfully complete some things that are not easy for the government to come forward."

"Is something wrong with my friends?" Yang Mo was silent for a while, and suddenly spoke.

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with surprise, "That's right, but you don't have to worry, we've taken care of it, and no one has been hurt too much." ”

"That means someone is still hurt? Who is it? The anger in Yang Mo's heart began to spread wantonly, and his tone became a little tough.

"That little girl surnamed Purple."

"What?!" In an instant, the demonic power in Yang Mo's body flowed like crazy, and a gust of wind set off in the entire office.

"Calm down." The middle-aged man said softly, his voice went straight to the depths of Yang Mo's mind, and Yang Mo suddenly woke up from his angry and tyrannical emotions.

"Thank you, senior." Yang Mo bowed and saluted, just now when he heard the news of Ziyuan's injury, he accidentally lost his mind, and the demon personality that had been suppressed for many days instantly counterattacked, almost drowning Yang Mo in negative emotions.

"It's fine." The middle-aged man shook his head, "I have also heard of your Yang family's demon personality, but your situation seems to be a little strange, the demon personality is looming, strange, strange." ”

The middle-aged man said two strange things in a row, and looked at Yang Mo with a gaze that seemed to want to cut Yang Mo open and study it well.

"Ahem." Yang Mo, who was a little creepy by the middle-aged man, coughed dryly twice, "The seniors didn't come to me just to tell me about it. ”

"There's something that needs to be escorted to the front, and I want you to go."

"This ...... Thank you, seniors. ”

After saluting again, Yang Mo turned around and walked outside the house.

"Don't you want to know whose hand was made?" When Yang Mo was about to go out, the middle-aged man suddenly asked. Yang Mo's footsteps paused.

"I know who did it, I didn't make a move at that time because of the old friendship, I didn't expect her to dare to make a move on Xiaozi, this time I will definitely not let her go."

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"You'd better not be impulsive, the four families can exist for such a long time, there is definitely a reason for him, I don't want you to die here."

"I understand, but I don't know if Li Jiaming doesn't understand." Yang Mo's eyes flashed. No matter what, he is also a member of the Yang family, the strongest family among the four major families, Yang Zhi told himself that in this era, the most powerful force is still the government, the reason why the four major families exist is because there is still the value of existence, or that eradicating them will make the government suffer heavy losses, and the government let itself go back this time, making it clear that it is going to take action, since the government wants to use itself to light a fire this time, then he doesn't mind making this fire burn more vigorously.

"Although I don't want to destroy these big families according to the government's will, I always have to let them know that it hurts."

Yang Mo's figure disappeared from the sight of the middle-aged man. After a long time, the middle-aged man suddenly spoke.

"Do you think he'll do what we want?"

There was no sound for a long time, as if the middle-aged man was talking to himself.

"I don't know, this kid is a bit evil, he seems to be able to find out about my existence." There was no second person except for the middle-aged man, and suddenly a voice sounded in the room, and the air distorted, and a man in a black suit appeared in the room out of thin air. The person who spoke was about thirty years old, his skin was very white, and even a little sickly, while his lips were bright red and a little showy, as if he had been wearing a thick lipstick, and his hands were in his trouser pockets, and the whole person looked, well, very attractive.

"Oh? is worthy of being a child of the four major families, and he actually has this ability. The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"In this day and age, no ability is perfect, mine is, and so is yours." The man in the suit spoke.

"It seems that you really attach great importance to that kid, and you actually said so much for the first time." The middle-aged man smiled.

"I just wonder if he'll be a dog of the government, like me." The man in the suit smiled coldly, and his body disappeared into thin air again as he twisted.

"A dog?" The middle-aged man smiled, and there was indescribable kindness in his wrinkles, "It depends on whether he has the strength to become a dog." You know, dogs aren't that easy to do. ”

seems to be talking to himself, and it seems to be saying to the man in the suit who has disappeared, the smile on the middle-aged man's face is getting brighter and brighter, and even a little hideous, but it gives people a sense of compassion for the common people, there is no conflict between the two, it seems so harmonious, it makes people feel that even if the middle-aged man wants to kill, he is saving that person.

Buddha Demon, or Demon Buddha, what's the difference, it's just a title, and what is scary is always just that person.

Early the next morning, Yang Mo received an order from the government to send him to deliver an item to the mecha academy in the fifth district for the government's special officials, who were the officials who patrolled the country with Shang Fang's sword in ancient times. This made Yang Mo more sure of his guess, the government of the fifth district wanted to use his own hand to attack the Li family.

The monster didn't attack again, but Yang Mo always felt a little uneasy, so he directly asked Zhang Zihan to join the transport team, and drove away in a hovering car, as for Zhang Mingyuan, let that cargo fend for itself, dare to pit him Yang Mo, hum.

On the roof of a car unknown to the entire team, a familiar aura looms. Yang Mo sat in the car, his heart fluctuated, Aster, Yang Mo's reverse scales, if Li Muzi's slut wanted to provoke Yang Mo in this way, then she would definitely be a huge success, but after angering Yang Mo, could she really bear the consequences? Zhang Zihan, who was beside Yang Mo, obviously felt the anger in Yang Mo's heart, but he didn't say anything to persuade him, he could give up his life for him, no matter what he did, he would definitely stand behind him and always support him.