"Zhiya..."

As the door slowly closed, a trace of uneasiness flashed on the sunglasses man's face. Before he followed Ling Mo into the door, many thoughts had quickly turned in his mind, but he still didn't think about whether to say or what to say.

Ling Mo asked him about the route a few days ago. Now what this person wants to know must be the secret information about the grain depot, which is the biggest reliance for him to survive. Although it's not clear why Ling Mo didn't hand in himself at the first time, and didn't even choose to return to Falcon immediately, he ran to this remote and deserted place, but this is not the focus of his attention.

At this time, he thought of only one question: is it... Really going to sell himself?

This feeling is quite strange. Although the connection between him and the noumenon and other parts of the body has been completely interrupted due to the continuous distance, the memory in his brain belongs to the big boss after all. When it was time to betray himself, he was really confused for a while

At this time, the sunglasses man has completely lost his previous arrogance. On the one hand, it is because he chose to give in temporarily, on the other hand, it is because today's incident brought him a strong sense of oppression. After Ling Mo said his first words, this depressed mood immediately climbed into an impulse to vomit blood:

"Stop standing and sit down. You have made great contributions this time." Ling Mo is rarely gentle. But while talking, he had quietly felt something out of his backpack and looked at the head of the sunglasses man with great interest.

The man in dark glasses was stuffy in his chest: "... There... There is a head! I'm TM the big boss of Nirvana! One of them! Can you take care of the prisoner's mood? You're also a kind of prisoner abuse!" As a big boss, I can only watch the enemy slip away calmly in front of me. This feeling is actually bad enough, but what if the other party still uses the route provided by himself? What if I am willing to hand over this route?

This is not bad anymore. It's going crazy!

Ling Mo's seemingly ordinary words are no different from adding fuel to the fire for the sunglasses man, which is to put a knife under his head! And it's not a knife in part, but a knife in the whole body!

"Really don't sit? Alas. Forget it." Ling Mo found himself a chair and sat down. Then he asked, "what do you think?"

"Not so good..." the sunglassman replied stiffly. His eyes, which were already turning white, turned worse now. With the continuous rotation, it looked like a sign of restlessness.

"In fact, I can give you some time, but this time is really running out." Ling Mo's face didn't show any unexpected look. He continued calmly, "you see what happened today."

Sunglasses man's heart moved, his breath suddenly shortened, and hurriedly asked, "what's the matter?"

"Hehe, you really don't see it? It's impossible..." Ling Mo said with a smile.

"What is it..." the sunglasses man immediately widened his eyes and stared at Ling mo. He vaguely felt that he had grasped something important. But I can't figure out what it is for the time being

"I didn't go to the Falcon, but came to the oil depot... The soldier also respected him... By the way, when they talked, they avoided us, not only avoided me, but also Lao LAN and them..."

The more he thought about it, the more strange it became. He suddenly flashed his eyes and asked, "you... Did you stay here on purpose?"

"What do you say?" Ling Mo did not answer positively.

"That soldier knows you very well. He must have come to pick you up on purpose. You don't go to the Falcon because you want to hide something from the top?" The sunglasses man's mood soon became excited. He said incredulously, "do you want to detain me alone? You don't want to serve nirvana, but want to own everything? I understand... I understand! You have great ambition... The Falcon has become your scapegoat and made you a wedding dress! But... They deserve it..."

After he finished speaking in one breath, he found that Ling Mo was still the same expression, and did not open his mouth to deny. And he didn't mean to admit it voluntarily. But the more this happens, the more Sunglasses man feels that his guess is right

"What do you want!" The sunglasses man squinted and asked.

Since the other party has such ambition, this matter... May not be impossible to talk about!

"Most of the grain depots and weapon depots are located in other cities, some even in remote places. Without the support of falcon, he can't take everything for himself even if he gets the information. And the Falcon loses this harvest, which is tantamount to suffering a heavy blow! When our branches gradually spread to the location of those warehouses, Nirvana will not only become the largest survivor camp in the whole west, but also become the largest survivor camp in the country ... even the largest in the world! "

Sunglassman looked at Ling Mo, and a sneer came up in his heart: "I didn't expect this man to be so extravagant... Even if he occupied oneortwo warehouses from his current starting point, there is still a big gap with nirvana in a short time. And this gap will continue to increase. Finally, what he swallowed, I have to spit it out!"

Thinking of this, the arrogance in the sunglasses men's space suddenly returned, but as soon as he wanted to say something, a strange numbness suddenly came from his neck. And the appearance of this feeling immediately made his face pale

"Shit, I almost forgot that little monster was still on me!"

At this time, Ling Mo, who was meditating, finally opened his mouth. He reached out and took out a book from his pocket, Then he put a pen on it: "write down the location of all the warehouses, including what is in the warehouse and the specific quantity. Don't tell me anything. You only know about it. I think when you press those people, you must use some skills? In addition... Don't play tricks, you know."

With that, Ling Mo raised his hand and nodded his head, and then showed a strange smile.

At the sight of his expression, the sunglasses man's body froze again. During this period of time, the master ball left a very deep impression on him

"How can you keep me safe?" The sunglasses man gritted his teeth and asked.

Ling Mo glanced at him strangely and said, "at least wait until the authenticity of the intelligence is confirmed before you are qualified to negotiate with me?"

Sunglassman frowned and thought for a while, but finally turned his eyes to the book. Originally, he was still struggling with this matter, and even if he compromised, he would certainly not sell all the information to Ling mo. But now the thought that he finally had a chance to fool this bastard made the sunglasses man a little excited.

"He really thought he was going to eat me... Well, I'll tell you the location, and then watch you die! Hey, hey... But you can't rush to promise..." while laughing wildly in his heart, the sunglassman snorted and said, "I'll think about it again..."

"Well." Unexpectedly, Ling Mo didn't really continue to insist, but suddenly walked towards him, with a bottle inexplicably in his hand: "before that, please do me a small favor..."

At the sight of Ling Mo's familiar smile, the hairs on the sunglasses man immediately exploded. But at the same time, the last doubt in his heart also disappeared... If Ling Mo cheated, he should be in a hurry to write information at this time. How can he have time to do these things

"Wait! Even so, I shouldn't secretly rejoice!" Sunglassman roared in his heart and asked, "what do you... What do you want to do... I promised to cooperate... Ah... Ah!"

The scream suddenly sounded in the room immediately attracted the attention of everyone outside the door. However, except for Wang Lin and Lao Zheng who couldn't help looking more, everyone else showed their habitual expressions.

A few seconds later, Ling Mo grabbed the "focus" on the ground, and then looked at the sunglasses man in silence. This guy has fainted, but the reason is not because of the "lesion", but because of the master ball that keeps wandering on his forehead

"Crackle crackle!"

The master ball jumped from time to time, and then fell back on the sunglasses man's head, and each time it would make the sunglasses man in a coma give a stuffy hum

PS: the electricity has been off for two consecutive days! Or the power failure of the whole town