The poisonous scorpion drove off-road into the yard not far from the sea of flowers, and then stopped the car.
The other side.
Mercenaries stood in a row.
These mercenaries all have tattoos on their faces, guns in their hands, and the expressions on their faces are a little ruthless, This is probably the characteristic of this place, the perennial sunlight makes their skin very dark, and it is also a bit of an outlaw.
Only the one standing in the middle is a little different.
That's Fanjia.
But today, she didn't show her face, but wore a cloak and stood there, making it difficult for people to see her appearance clearly.
The other person was wearing a suit, almost fifty years old, with a cane in his hand, and he was looking over with his eyes raised, as if he was waiting for Qin Mo and them.
After the prince saw that person, he didn't know why, and his hands were tightened subconsciously.
Magicians, they're all the same.
Only Qin Mo, his eyes were very light, and he didn't focus on that person, but instead swept his gaze over, pausing for half a moment on a man in a white coat.
"This is our king."
The poisonous scorpion introduced: "Wang, this is Mr.
Rong." “ The man on crutches stretched out his hand: "Hello." ” The corners of Qin Mo's mouth hooked, he didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes were extremely deep: "I have admired the name for a long time." ” "Come, please."
The man stretched out his hand and led Qin Mo into the house.
Almost as soon as he entered the house, Qin Mo sniffed out the smell inside, all of which were the aroma of poppies.
"Sir will really enjoy it."
Qin Mo's words when he sat down. made the man smile: "It's Mr.
Rong who knows the goods, I'm used to lighting this incense, and I sleep well at night."
Saying that, the man took out a cigar and handed it to Qin Mo: "Here's one."
When the other person says this.
The prince subconsciously wanted to hold his hands, after all, everyone knew that when they came to this kind of place, they couldn't take things like cigarettes at all, because no one knew what ingredients would be in them.
It just hadn't waited for him to react yet.
Qin Mo had already smoked a cigar on his side, and then threw one to him, and only said two words: "Inspection." ” When the prince took the cigarette, he didn't have time to make any more expressions.
The man's eyes narrowed: "Mr.
Rong, what do you mean by this?"
"I'm a person who does this business, but I never touch this thing."
Qin Mo put his legs together, and his aura was very strong: "Mr. is, what does it mean to give me this thing to doubt my identity, then can I also doubt the identity of Mr., you are really the card king" The man paused, as if he hadn't expected him to be so direct.
And this person doesn't look like a soldier, let alone sent by any department, but the breath of the road is very strong.
Next, what is he going to say The man ran out of ideas, and his gaze drifted in one direction.
At this time, even the crown prince saw that there seemed to be something wrong with this "card king".
He always looked at a family doctor As soon as the prince asked this question, a voice came to his ears: "Mr.
Rong has good eyesight." ” The family doctor came out of it, wearing a white coat and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face, and he looked very gentle, and even with an indescribable elegance.
He looked at the group of people in front of him, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and the arc he hooked made people feel both relieved and dangerous. aa2705221: