Chapter 510

He clenched his fists late and suddenly, and his eyes shot out a thick spark.

It's muyunshen!

She could not stop her anger when she thought of the danger in the cemetery and the death of Wen Mo!

Hearing a glimmer of light from the bottom of Mo's eyes, he said to LAN Xiu with a smile, "it seems that your son-in-law is dead."

LAN Xiu pretended and pinched his eyebrows. "I'm so sorry. I want to cry..."

Wen Mo holds his cheek in one hand and half closes his eyes. Pictures flash through his mind.

It's no wonder that muyunshen went abroad alone and could build his own power in such a short time, which is inseparable from Siqi's support.

"Blue Xiu." Wen Mo suddenly opens his mouth.

"Make wool?"

"Find out something for me."

"If your own people don't know what to do with you, you will spoil those who work with me!" Blue Xiu slanted him one eye, "say."

Wen Mo ignored his dislike, his face was calm, his voice was indifferent, and there was no emotion fluctuation.

"A thorough investigation of Mu Yunshen's every move after he left China 11 years ago, I want all of them!"

Blue repairs Mou light to move, "this pour is not difficult, but need to spend some time."

Wen Mo frowned, "I'm a little embarrassed now. I can't do something too blatantly."

The Secretary General of the city seems to have a lot of power, but when he first entered the political arena, his foundation is not stable. Once he has done something openly, it will be a real pigtail in the hands of others.

The key is that once he moves too much and Wen song knows, things will get more chaotic.

Blue Xiu Yang lips a smile, "see in you is my younger martial brother's sake, agreed."

With that, he immediately ordered Dong to do it.

Wen Mo watched ah Dong leave the box and said, "I've known you for a long time. I found you useful for the first time."

LAN Xiu sneered, "you are more useful than me. Why do you come to me for help?"

Wen Mo didn't speak any more. He turned the wine glass in his hand, and there was a strong cold light at the end of his eyes.

"Your father can't do anything but pit his son. Don't even recognize him." LAN Xiu touched a cup with him and said straightforwardly, "when I help you to do this, you should recognize me as your father."

Tardy: "tardy"

there are too many places to make complaints about this sentence.

She saw from the crack in the door that Wen was silent and didn't make any counterattack. Obviously, she had no interest.

She sighed and stepped on the corridor paved with crystal tiles. She came to a window and sighed at the night outside.

It's really not easy for Wenmo to come to this stage.

Wen Jia can really make a name for himself in China. If he wants to, he can also use Wen Jia to stand higher and farther, but only if he is an obedient son.

No wonder it's said that pig teammates kill people. In fact, a pig father is also very upset.

Not only can not give him any help, but also often delay.

In the evening, LAN Xiu took them to a western restaurant near the imperial court.

After dinner, he drove them back to the hotel.

"When the results are available, I'll send them to you."

Wen Mo nodded calmly, "goodbye."

The corner of blue Xiu's mouth cocked up the radian of teasing, "don't you invite me to sit up?"

Wen Mo laughs, and his eyes are finally warm. "Welcome to China."

Blue repair elbow frame in the window, unruly and pointed to a Yang, "know you busy, I will not keep you, free to fly directly."

"Good."

When he started the engine, the fiery red sports car was just like the red light and shadow running in the front line, reflecting a bright luster in the afterglow of the sunset.

"Hoo

Belated a breath, "finally sent the great God away..."