"Squeak..."
As the door slowly closed, a trace of unease flashed across the face of the man with sunglasses. Before following Ling Mo into the door, a lot of thoughts had passed through his mind quickly, but he still didn't think about it at all.
A few days ago, Ling Mo asked him about the route. Now, what this person wants to know must be the secret information about the grain depot, and this is the biggest support for his survival. Although it is not clear why Ling Mo didn't hand over himself immediately, or even chose to return to Falcon immediately, but went to this remote and uninhabited place, this was not the focus of his attention.
The only question he had in mind at this time was: Do you really want to sell "self"
This kind of feeling is quite strange. Although the connection between him and the main body and other avatars has been completely cut off due to the constant distance, the memories in his mind belong to the big boss after all. When it was time to betray himself, he was a little dazed for a while...
At this time, the man in sunglasses has completely lost his previous arrogance. On the one hand, it is because he chose to give in temporarily, but on the other hand, it is because of the strong sense of humiliation that this incident brought him today. And this kind of depressed mood immediately climbed into an urge to vomit blood after Ling Mo said the first sentence: "Stop standing, sit down, you have done a good job this time." Ling Mo is rarely gentle took a handful. But at the same time as he was talking, he had quietly taken out something from his backpack, and looked at the man in sunglasses with great interest.
However, the man in sunglasses felt a tightness in his chest: "... Yes... I have a head! I'm the fucking boss of Nirvana! One of them! Can you take care of the prisoner's emotions? You can be regarded as a kind of prisoner abuse! "As the big boss, it's bad enough to just watch the enemy slip away calmly in front of your eyes, but what if the other party is using the route provided by you? What if this route is still handed over willingly
It's not bad anymore, it's just crazy!
Ling Mo's seemingly ordinary words are no different to adding fuel to the fire for the man in sunglasses. This is simply putting a knife on his head! And it's not a knife in the part, but a knife in the whole body!
"I really don't want to sit? Oh, that's fine." Ling Mo found a chair and sat down, then asked, "What do you think?"
"Not much..." The man in sunglasses replied in a muffled voice. His already white eyes rolled even more now. Coupled with the non-stop rotation, it looks like an expression of restlessness.
"Actually, I can still give you a little time, but this time is really short." Ling Mo's face didn't show any surprise, he continued to say calmly. "You also saw what happened today."
The man with sunglasses moved in his heart. Breathing suddenly became short. He quickly asked, "What's the matter?"
"Hehe, you really didn't see it? It's impossible..." Ling Mo said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"What the hell..." The man in sunglasses suddenly widened his eyes and stared at Ling Mo. He vaguely felt that he had grasped the point. But I don't know exactly what it is...
"I didn't go to the Falcon, I came to the oil depot... The soldier still respects him... By the way, when they talk, they always avoid us, not only avoid me, but also Lao Lan and the others... "
The more the man in sunglasses thought about it, the more strange he felt. His eyes flashed suddenly and he asked, "You... Did you stay here on purpose?"
"How?" Ling Mo didn't answer directly.
"The soldier is very familiar with you. He must have come to pick you up on purpose. You didn't go to the falcon because you wanted to hide something from the public?" The man in the sunglasses quickly became excited. Said, "You want to detain me alone? You don't want to serve Nirvana, you want to own everything? I get it... get it! You are so ambitious... Falcon became your scapegoat, did it for you Wedding dress! But... they deserve it..."
After he finished speaking in one breath, he found that Ling Mo still had the same expression, neither denying it nor taking the initiative to admit it. But the more this is the case, the more the man in sunglasses feels that his guess is right...
"What do you want!" The man with sunglasses narrowed his eyes and asked.
Since the other party has this kind of ambition, then this matter... may not be impossible to talk about!
"Most of the grain depots and arsenals are located in other cities, and some are even in very remote places. Without the backing of Falcon, even if he got the information, he would not be able to take everything for himself. And Falcon Losing this harvest is tantamount to suffering a heavy blow! When our branch gradually spreads to the locations where those warehouses are located, Nirvana will not only become the largest survivor camp in the entire western region, but also become the largest in the whole country... and even in the world. !"
The man in sunglasses looked at Ling Mo, and a sneer appeared in his heart: "I didn't expect this person to be so self-sufficient... With his current starting point, even if he occupies one or two warehouses, he still has a great relationship with Nirvana in a short period of time. And the gap will continue to increase, and in the end, he will have to spit it out for me!"
Thinking of this, the arrogance of the man with sunglasses came back, but just as he was about to say something, a strange numbness suddenly came from his neck. And the appearance of this feeling immediately made his face pale...
"Damn, I almost forgot that little monster is still on me!"
At this time, Ling Mo, who was pondering, finally spoke up, he reached out and took out a notebook from his pocket, and put a pen on it: "Write down the locations of all the warehouses, including what's in the warehouses. I have to know the exact quantity of things. Don't tell me anything, you only know the approximate amount. I think you must have used some tactics when you pressed those people? Besides... Don't play tricks, you know."
With that said, Ling Mo raised his hand and nodded his head, then showed a strange smile.
Seeing his expression, the man in sunglasses couldn't help but froze again. During this period of time, the Master Ball has left a deep impression on him...
"How do you keep me safe?" the man in sunglasses asked through gritted teeth.
Ling Mo glanced at him strangely and said, "At least until the authenticity of the information is confirmed, are you qualified to negotiate with me?"
The man in sunglasses frowned for a while, but finally turned his eyes to the book. Originally, he was still very entangled in this matter, and even if he compromised, he would definitely not sell all the information to Ling Mo. But now, when he thinks that he finally has a chance to trick this bastard, the man in sunglasses can't help but feel a little excited.
"He really thinks he's got me... well, I'll tell you the location, and then watch you find your own way! Hehehe... However, I can't rush to agree..." While laughing wildly in his heart, the man in sunglasses was bored. With a snort, he said, "I'll think about it again..."
"That's it." Unexpectedly, Ling Mo didn't continue to insist, but suddenly walked towards him, with a bottle in his hand inexplicably: "Then before that, do me a little favor first. Bar… "
Seeing Ling Mo's familiar smile, the hair on the man with sunglasses exploded. But at the same time, the last trace of doubts in his heart disappeared... If Ling Mo cheated, he should be in a hurry to write information at this moment, there is no time to do these things...
"Wait! Even so, I shouldn't be secretly happy!" The man in sunglasses roared inwardly and asked, "You... What do you want to do... I promised to cooperate... ah... ah!"
The screams that suddenly sounded in the house immediately attracted the attention of everyone outside the door, but except for Wang Rin and Lao Zheng who couldn't help but take a few more glances, everyone else showed an expression they were accustomed to.
A few seconds later, Ling Mo grabbed the "lesion" on the ground, and then glanced at the man in sunglasses speechlessly. This guy has fainted, but the reason is not because of the "sickness", but because of the master ball that is constantly spinning on his forehead...
"Crack clap clap!"
The master ball jumped up from time to time, and then fell back on the sunglasses man's head, and every time the sun glasses man in a coma let out a groan...