Chapter 805

Mu Yunshen listened quietly all the time. At last, he laughed, but he couldn't tell the strangeness with his smile.

"It's terrible. It seems that you've made a thorough investigation of me."

In China, there are many forces suspected of gray industry, such as mu Yunshen, who is almost all black. Except for him, there is no one else. But he is always cautious and careful, and his disguise is very good.

Wen Mo glanced at him faintly, "even if these industries are not yours, the country can't keep them."

"I'm afraid that Jotun, who came to you in a hurry just now, didn't have a chance to make it clear to you?" Wen Xiao looked at Wen Qing, who was leaning against the door and looked at the sky with boredom. Then he snorted, "I'll make it clear for him, so that you can understand more about death."

Since he let the news out, he would not waste his time.

With Wen Mo's instructions, he knew very well how to say that would cause more resentment.

Only when safety is related to one's own life can people stir up resentment among the people.

It took less than half a day for the news to go out, and it has been widely known.

"So, sooner or later, the country will come forward to solve the problem, and you, as the executioner, naturally end up without me saying more?"

Muyun looks at Wenmo's plain face, and claps his hand.

"Wenmo, I really underestimate you."

For his cold eyes, he heard a silent voice, and said, "it's OK."

Mu Yun deeply clenched his fist, and then slowly closed his eyes. He didn't want to expose his frustration in front of Wen Mo's eyes.

Now, he's a clear loser!

Funny. He laughed at Wenmo not long ago.

It turned out that his goal was not to be an Emon from beginning to end.

Armon is just an introduction.

At the beginning of his plan, everything seemed doomed.

Wenmo dug one pit after another, waiting for him to jump in.

He was caught unprepared and had no time to breathe. He was forced into the trap step by step.

From the disintegration of Edmund to today's situation, the difference between victory and defeat is clear at a glance.

Thinking of this, a sad radian flashed from the corner of muyunshen's lips. Soon, he returned to his usual lazy appearance. He put his hand on the back of the chair and opened his eyes.

"So you came here to laugh at me?"

Smell silent thin lips slightly Yang, smile but not to the bottom of the eye, "always come to appreciate the tragic situation of the defeated."

Mu Yunshen was still smiling, but his fingers curled up slightly when he heard him.

Wen Mo took a panoramic view of his reaction and said with no expression, "these materials are copies. I've handed over the original to them. I don't think it's long before we can talk about the past."

Mu Yun's deep pupil suddenly shrinks. Wen Mo, don't you really kill me yourself? "

Wenmo stood up. "I just don't want to dirty my hands."

Muyun's choking fireball is getting bigger and bigger. If there is not a trace of reason left, he really wants to fight with Wenmo regardless of everything!

But he didn't allow himself to show the frustration of the loser in front of Wen mo.

Even if, he has to admit, he really completely failed.

"Goodbye." Wen Mo gave him a deep look. "Next time, I'll see you in prison."

Muyun looked at his back, his expression showed a bit of unspeakable mystery.

"Wenmo, I admit that you are capable, but I don't believe that you can really cover the sky with one hand."