The two men even had their hands on the handle of the gun, but just when they were about to turn the muzzle, they saw Ye Mo, like a man who had nothing to do with it, took out a box of matches from his body, and with a "stab" he lit the fire, and his face couldn't hang.

Seeing ye Mo's leisurely appearance of throwing a match and puffing out two puffs of smoke rings, the muscle on the boy's face, who is responsible for leading the way, is also twitching, and the veins on his clenched fists are exposed.

I have the impression that all the people come here to smile with me. I have never seen anyone here so big. This young man is not arrogant!

The camera at the door records every move here synchronously. In an elegant room on the second floor, a middle-aged man in his thirties looks at the picture on the flat and shows some interest on his face. Then he smiles at the two people on the side and says: "this young man is a little interesting. Many teenagers have never seen such a person with such personality."

The middle-aged man who opened his mouth is not someone else. He is the object of Ye Mo's visit this time, Liu Yongjin!

As for the two people sitting next to him, one looks more than 40 years old, wearing a pair of glasses, looking like a think tank.

Another old man with white hair and beard looks like an old man in his 70s and 80s at first glance, but his muscles are twisted all over, which makes no one doubt the explosive power contained in him.

However, this guy's eyes look very clear, just like a young man in his twenties and twenties. From the fluctuation of his inner strength, it's obvious that the particularity of the skill has led him to become what he is now.

Both of them are Liu Yongjin's confidants and play an important role in the Chinese circle. Originally, they received information that they were meeting a guy named Chu Tiannan. They looked like they were old-fashioned. It was said that they were still busy in a province, and they were barely qualified to expand business with them to the mainland.

At present, a young man is changing. They are not happy. They all say that they can't do things well. They don't think that a young man can take such a big job with such skill and courage!

That is, ye Mo's current behavior aroused their curiosity, and the man with white hair and beard immediately said two words to the people around him.

After a while, the young people in the picture also stop their anger, make a gesture to Ye Mo, and then lead the way. However, looking at their unconvinced faces, it is obvious that ye Mo is not taken seriously in their heart.

Ye Mo is no matter to smile to follow up, from the manner of these servants, ye Mo can almost estimate what kind of organization this Chinese circle is.

If you want to talk about business with them, you usually don't talk about serious business. If you are careless, you have to pay for your bones and skin.

Ma Mingshi is a smart man. He can't have no reason to ask him to cooperate with them. Or did he start with something he didn't know?

It's a good idea for a comrade in arms in the trench, but ye Mo always feels like he's hiding a lot of things from him.

Or is this meeting just a means, not an end? Ma Mingshi wants to take this opportunity to see his ability to deal with affairs. To put it bluntly, it's still a test for him.

When you think about it, ye Mo still feels more comfortable in dealing with Liu Qian. Unlike Ma Mingshi, he doesn't know when he will calculate.

No matter what Ma Mingshi's thoughts are, there are still some hidden interests that are inconvenient for him to open up. Let's wait until we meet.

As for the attitude of these subordinates, ye Mo doesn't care. At most, he doesn't know where his superiority comes from. If anyone goes too far, ye Mo doesn't mind striking them in the neck before he leaves.

After all, this Chinese circle is just a transnational and cross regional black club. Killing one or two people doesn't really mean that some people may be killed by their enemies now. Who can manage it?

Led by the two boys, ye Mo went to the elegant room upstairs. There was a leading chair at the top. Liu Yongjin was sitting on it.

As for the next place next to him, there were two people sitting separately. Needless to say, they were his confidants. Ye Mo, the middle-aged man, just swept away, and then turned his eyes to the white haired guy.

This guy's inner strength fluctuation is no longer under Mr. Feng. Just look at his young and mature appearance. It's obvious that his kung fu is not from hard work. Instead, he uses some secret recipe to overdraw his blood essence and longevity.

If an'anfen could live for 20 or 30 years, he would not live many years if he made frequent moves. Ye Mo was just curious about his secret method, but didn't pay attention to his accomplishments.

As for the private room, there are more than three of them, and two rows of seats are separated from each other on the left and right. However, the people sitting on these chairs look like they are walking on thin ice. Obviously, they are not from the Chinese circle.

Some of them have oriental faces, and they don't know which countries they are from. Some of them are just blonde foreigners, but their faces are very humble, as if they were forced to attend the Hongmen banquet.

As soon as ye Mo saw the situation, he could almost figure out what was going on. Today's posture was not to meet him alone, but happened to have something on their side, so he asked himself to meet him by the way.

No matter how big or small the river is, the rules are the same. Just like Ye Mo's appointment with the riverside King Liu Zhendong before, he also solemnly chose a day to inform him in advance.

If you ask someone to come with you when you meet with them, it's the same as making a temporary phone call at the table when you're eating. It's not really a treat at all, and there's no minimum respect for people.

Liu Yongjin didn't seem to realize this at all. He just looked at Ye Mo and said with a smile: "this is Ye Mo, Mr. Ye. He is much younger than I expected. He is really young and promising! I haven't seen my brother from my hometown for a long time. Please take a seat! "

Although Liu Yongjin's words are kind, he is extremely overbearing and does not show any respect for others.

Ye Mo didn't say much, let alone polite. He just looked around the room, and all the seats were full. Where was he supposed to sit?

Ye Mo immediately also laughed and walked forward. The faces of those people in the room changed instantly.

Those guys who sat on both sides looked at Ye Mo in surprise. What is he doing! Don't he know that it's disrespectful for him to walk up to master Liu so openly!

One by one, they are so far away that they dare not breathe. This boy is tired of living without rules!

As for Liu Yongjin himself, he was also a little surprised. He raised his hand and stopped those younger brothers who were close to him. Ye Mo didn't come to him. To be exact, he came to his white haired heart.

If the middle-aged man on the right hand side is Liu Yongjin's think tank, then this guy with white hair and whiskers is the sword in his hand!

People inside and outside the circle call him white boy. As for his original name, even Liu Yongjin himself doesn't know and doesn't need to know.

"What are you doing?" Seeing that his elder brother didn't speak, all the people around him turned their eyes to him, and the white boy frowned unhappily.

From ye Mo's appearance, he just disdained. If it wasn't for so many people here, he even wanted to shoot Ye Mo to death.

Ye Mo didn't seem to see the disdain on his face. Instead, he took out a cigarette from his arms and said with a smile, "brother, please give me a seat. Is it a guest or a relative of the motherland from afar, so it's not appropriate for me to stand here?"

The white boy didn't expect that ye Mo would dare to give up his seat so much. It's hard for him to bully those who are in many positions below!

"Don't play with fire, young man. Enough is enough." The white boy said coldly.

But his voice just fell, then "Yila", a flame suddenly jumped out, almost did not burn his eyebrows, white boy's anger can no longer hide!