Jing Mohao glanced at him coldly and snorted, "With all this time, why not learn more serious things?"
Yan Yu was confused and didn't know what he said wrongly.
He probably flattered the horse again, so he had no choice but to laugh stupidly and scratch his hair cautiously.
The guard standing guard at the door knocked on the door and said, "Young Master, Li Xian is here."
"Where" "At the door."
"Let him in."
"yes."
"Young Master, I'm going out first."
Yan Yu asked carefully with sweat on the back of his head.
Jing Mohao seemed to be thinking about something and said "hmm" lightly.
Yan Yu turned around, straightened his back immediately, and walked out with neat steps.
He was still the wise and powerful leader of the new generation.
Li Xianling walked in and said, "Young Master."
Jing Mohao raised his eyes and glanced at him, put his hands on his knees and asked, "Have a rest?"
"Yes, my subordinates have returned to the team and will obey the young master's instructions at any time."
"Very good," Jing Mohao admired Li Xian's style.
"From today on, you will temporarily take over the defense work here.
In a few days, you will have a new mission."
"yes."
Jing Mohao's eyes flashed with determination, and he said in a deep voice, "Go."
"Yes, young master."
Jian Qing injected Luo Xi with a sedative and walked downstairs.
Seeing that Li Xian was handing over to the man in black guarding the door, he sat down on the sofa and looked at Jing Mohao, "Why are you changing people at the door?"
Jing Mohao didn't look at him, as if he was thinking about something, "He's a nice guy, it will be useful to transfer here."
He never liked explanations, and Jian Qing tacitly agreed not to ask any more questions.
He always has a steady and ruthless eye when looking at people.
If someone can catch his eye, they will definitely not be wrong.
It seemed like he had some plans for action when he came in.
Jian Qing picked up the teacup and said, "Does the Forbidden City know that we blew up the arsenal?"
A cold snort escaped from the corner of Jing Mohao's mouth, "If you know what you can do without blowing up, why don't you still confront me?"
"Indeed."
Jian Qing nodded in agreement.
Anyway, no matter what, this problem cannot be lifted away, so it is simply brought to the surface, and the provincial side makes some small moves secretly, which is difficult to guard against.
Jian Qing swallowed her tea, moistened her throat, and continued to ask, "What happened to the woman you brought back?"
Jing Mohao's eyebrows moved slightly and he asked, "Wake up?"
"No, I probably won't wake up for a while.
The shot was in the vital part, and the back of the head was hit by a heavy object.
When I wake up, I don't know whether it is hemiplegia or amnesia."
"It's best not to wake up.
Leave him at the end as a trump card."
Jing Mohao picked up the lighter on the table and turned it in his hand.
The metal texture was cold and hard.
"Don't tell me that this is the last spy you will keep."
"Yeah."
Jing Mohao nodded without hesitation.
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"Wouldn't it be too unreliable, unless she is that boy's woman?"
"You're smart."
Jing Mohao took out a long cigarette, lit it, and threw the lighter back on the table.
"It's true."
Jian Qing couldn't help but fume, "This guy is so ruthless that he even threw his own woman out to be a spy.
Hao, I finally met someone more ruthless than you."
Jing Mohao looked at him with a sneer, "I'm heartless."
Jian Qing was stunned, thinking of the woman upstairs, and quickly changed her words, "No, I mean, with his temperament, a woman can definitely handle him."
Jing Mohao held the long cigarette between his two joints and sneered, "It's better if you can't hold it."
Being unable to hold on can just release a woman's greatest potential and achieve better results
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