Bang!

Mo Jin slapped his palm on the table, and the huge force shook the tea cup in unison, which was enough to see the anger in his heart.

"What do you say? Say it to me again. ”

Hearing this, the member of the Ink Attack Team lowered his body and leaned into Mo Jin's ear, about to repeat the words he had just said again.

But before he could speak, he heard Mo Jin shout angrily: "You haven't eaten, give me a louder voice!" ”

"Yes"

The members, who still didn't know why, glanced warily at Nemosaburo on the side, who was sitting on a chair with his head drooping, his eyes closed, and his body swaying slightly, as if he had been drunk by the bottle of wine just now.

Pretending to be a ghost.

Mo Jin sneered in his heart, but said righteously on his face: "Brother Root is my friend, there is no need to hide the affairs of the Tianzhi Society from him!" ”

"Yes!"

The members of the ink attack stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "As of just now, the seventh team sent to carry out the mission has been lost for a full quarter of an hour. According to the rules of operation of the Mexican offensive forces, it can already be preliminarily determined that their mission has failed. ”

Mo Jin frowned: "You guys think so?" None of the Seventh Squad have any definite news coming back? ”

"Yes, after the first news of the target's discovery was returned, the entire Seventh Squad's sound transmission system remained silent and did not respond."

It can't be, unless it's all wiped out in an instant. Otherwise, even if he encounters some strong enemy that cannot be resisted, it is impossible for the last person to die without time to send back the news.

The only chance for this to happen is if the Seventh Squad's sound transmission system is blocked before they can spot a strong enemy.

"Xu Feng, this waste, can't even do this little thing!"

Mo Jin pondered for a moment, his figure suddenly exploded, grabbed the wine glass on the table and threw it to the ground.

Bang!

The glass shattered at Nemoto's feet, splashing his trouser legs.

It was only at this time that the body of this widow who had fallen into a coma because of drunkenness trembled suddenly, and then slowly opened a pair of misty and trance eyes.

"Jin Shao, this... What's going on? ”

"It's nothing, it's just a trifle."

Mo Jin waved his hand casually, then looked at the member of the ink attack, and asked angrily:

"Zhao Qingxia is just a peak ink eight, even if there is that 'non-attacking' girl behind the back, it is absolutely impossible to kill all the integrated ink attack team, not to mention that it is Xu Feng who leads the team this time. What the hell is going on with all this?! ”

"Hui Jin Shao, after analysis, we believe that the person who destroyed the seventh squad should be the martial arts sequence named Li Jun."

"Li Jun."

Mo Jin pondered: "The brocade guard who made a big fuss in Chongqing Mansion not long ago? Wasn't he transferred to the Japanese area? There are so many ports for the entire empire to leave the country, how could he appear Lingshanwei, and the timing is so coincidental? ”

The ink attack member on the side reminded: "According to our early intelligence, Zhao Qingxia's ink armor has appeared in Chongqing Mansion. Even if Zhao Qingxia disconnected the Huangliang Dream Realm, Mo Jia could still locate the host in reverse. Therefore, the possibility that the person who shot it was Li Jun is extremely high. ”

Li Jun, male, formerly the director of the first division of Jinyi Wei in Chongqing Prefecture. After the Chongqing Fu incident, he was demoted to Xiaoqi and transferred to the Japanese District.

He has a six-grade embroidered spring knife and an impermanent book whose grade cannot be determined, and his strength is at least above the peak martial order seventh.

Due to the particularity of the martial arts sequence, if there is a conflict, it can be treated as sequence six.

The information about Li Jun in the Mo attack army crossed Mo Jin's heart like flowing water.

This young man, who had an extraordinary position in the Tianzhi Society, suddenly turned solemn.

Although he was in Lingshanwei, Mo Jin could directly ignore the identity of the brocade guard on Li Jun's body.

But a master who was identified by the internal intelligence analysis department of the Ink Attack as a preface to be treated as the sixth order was not something that the little power in his hands could fight against.

Moreover, with the relationship between Li Jun and Zhao Qingxia, and the other party's performance in the Chongqing Mansion incident, the possibility of inducement and rebellion is very confused. This means that you can only choose to go head-to-head with the other party.

Thinking of this, Mo Jin's heart became extremely irritable. First of all, the admission qualification of Juzitang, which originally belonged to him, was cancelled, and fell to Zhao Qingxia, a little person who was born with mud legs and did not even deserve the surname Mo.

However, the selection of people in the Mojia Juzitang has always been based on the potential and not the background, and this has happened in history.

Although he was dissatisfied, because of the transcendent status of Juzitang, he could only choose to endure it.

But that Zhao Qingxia was so ignorant of promotion, not only refused to pay a high price to buy his technology, but also dared to secretly investigate his family's business in the Japanese area.

It's all about looking for death.

Originally, such a small role could be pinched to death by himself. But the other party actually delayed for such a long time, and now he is still waiting for the reinforcements to come, but he has let himself fall into passivity.

Nothing goes well, everything doesn't go well. This made Mo Jin's heart can't help but roll with anger, and anger rises.

The loyal members of the Ink Attack reminded: "According to the regulations, you are now in extreme danger and need to be transferred immediately. ”

"Just a brocade guard Xiaoqi wants to let Young Master Ben escape with his tail between his legs, so how can I mess around in the offshore four guards in the future? What do you think of me? ”

Mo Jin suddenly turned his head to look at Nemoto Saburo on the side, "Brother Nemoto, are you right?" ”

After the knocking of the wine glass that was shattered at his feet just now, it was naturally impossible for Saburo to continue to pretend to be drunk, and asked softly: "Young Master Jin, although the Desolate Group is far away from the empire, it still has some understanding of the major events that happened in the empire. This martial arts sequence named Li Jun should be the former director of the Jinyi Wei Division of Chongqing Mansion, right? ”

"That's right, it's him, a peak martial arts order." Mo Jin Tie said with a blushing face.

These basic information have long been widely circulated in the Huangliang Dream Realm, as long as it is a slightly high-grade force, almost everyone knows it, and there is no need to hide it at all.

However, the analysis of the Mo attack force should be treated as the sixth order, which Mo Jin did not say.

"The strength of the martial arts sequence is well known, especially this new branch born after the 'division of martial arts in the world', which is heavier than the traditional sect inheritance and has stronger combat effectiveness."

"In particular, he can also load ink armor, and his hand-to-hand combat strength can be further improved."

"Young Master Ben knows all this."

Mo Jin said in a deep voice: "Brother Fundamental, what do you want to say?" ”

Nemoto Saburo smiled lightly, "I want to say that if Jin Shao needs the Wasteworld Group to help you solve this trouble, we can do it." ”

"The other party is the peak martial arts order, can you do it?" Mo Jin looked suspicious.

Nemoto Saburo shook his head, "I can't do it, but it doesn't mean that the rest of the Wasteworld Group can't." This time I entered the empire mainland, and I was not the only one who came.

"Helping friends has always been what we are most passionate about."

Speaking of this moment, everyone knew that there was no need for Mo Jin to continue to pretend, and asked directly: "That friend helped me, what should I give back to my friend?" ”

Nemoto Saburo didn't speak, just silently stretched out three fingers.

"Thirty million treasure money? OK. ”

The Japanese people shook their heads, "How can a martial order seven masters be measured by treasure money. ”

Mo Jin frowned, "Then what do you want?" ”

"Ink Armor." Nemoto Saburo said softly: "Three Orders Eight peak level ink armor. ”

Mo Jin's face was gloomy, and there was a dangerous light in his eyes, "Nemoto Saburo, don't you know that Mo Jia is the core creation of the Mo family, and it is not for sale?!" ”

"We don't need machine spirits, as long as we have a basic sense of battle."

"First the ghost, then the armor."

Mo Jin said fiercely: "As long as you don't want a spirit, wouldn't Ben Shao kill three Mo Xu who awakened the Ming Ghost first, right?" ”

"At least that way, you don't have to worry about the technology of the ink armor being leaked."

Nemoto Saburo smiled brightly: "This is a very sincere price, Your Excellency, do you say yes?" ”

(End of chapter)