Chapter 757

Don't ask. It's not difficult to see what kind of secret is hidden in the first prison from the middle-aged man's expression.

The so-called felon, of course, is the name announced to the outside world. Don't feel that the felon should be the real master who was imprisoned by the guwu family. Once these people are enraged, the consequences can be imagined, and it is beyond the control of the existing power of China.

Since joining the team leader of the blood spirit special corps, Mo Wen has not seen the old guys who once rounded him up. It is very likely that these old guys are the control force of the first prison, and they may also be a force under the direct jurisdiction of the No.1 head of the state.

Don't ask a pair of eyebrows to pick, sink a voice way: "you have nothing to say?"? I'm afraid it's not just about trusting me that the high-level of China sent me to control the situation? I won't take this job. You go back and tell the old man that I know it's a fire pit. I won't jump into it so foolishly... The members of the blood spirit special team are also human beings. Those felons in the first prison are not just 200 members of the blood spirit special team. I'm the leader of the blood spirit special team. I have to be responsible for their Xing's life... I know I'm going to die, If I still bring these players under the control of the first prison, am I still human? I'm not a captain for nothing

The middle-aged man and Yang Biao look at each other, revealing a look of being wronged.

"Mosquito, that's a bad word. How can I let you die in the relationship between you and me? What's more, Xiaolan also participated in this mission... Because he was also a member of the blood spirit special team... So... She was no exception..." Yang Biao didn't know how to make Mo Wen believe his words, so he could only move out his beloved daughter.

"Xiaolan also participated?" Mo Wen was surprised. His fiance was much more nervous than Yang Lan's father. Why did he shake his head and shout excitedly: "no... I don't agree..."

"Captain Mo, this is an order. You are a soldier. You should know the bounden duty of a soldier and obey the order..." the middle-aged man changed his face and stared at Mo Wen very unhappily. From ancient times to the present, I'm afraid there are few soldiers like Mo Wen who directly confront the orders issued by the Central Military Commission and swear that they will not die. This is not like a soldier, but like a hooligan, What's more, the army is not a vegetable market. There is no room for bargaining. Even if it is dead, it has to block the enemy's muzzle with its own body. This is a real soldier.

"Hum..." Mo Wen snorted coldly and said with a sneer, "then go back and ask the Military Commission to revoke my position as captain. The blood spirit special team, no one of you has the right to transfer without my order!"

"You..." the middle-aged man suddenly stood up from the sofa, pointed to Mo Wen and said angrily, "Mo Wen, this is what you said. Don't regret it..."

"It's what I said. I don't regret anything. And... What are you, telling me what to do in front of me? Hum..." Mo Wen also stood up, straightened up his chest and sneered: "I thought you were a little familiar when I saw you just now. Now I remember when I was surrounded, I almost died in your hands... "

"I said... Soldiers take obeying orders as their bounden duty. If you make such a big deal, you are on the list of must kill orders... I have no choice but to do so. Even if you find out today, you can't get revenge. I'm a soldier..." the middle-aged man is not afraid of death, just like the fighting hero in the hero story.

"Ha ha..." Mo Wen burst out laughing, stretched out his hand, patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder, and then said with a smile: "OK, I appreciate you, but if you want me to take this task, you can't hide anything about the first prison from me. You are both soldiers, you should know the truth of knowing yourself and your enemy, and you can win every battle... Without knowing it, I'm taking people into control. What's the consequence? "

"Don't worry about this. On the way, I will tell you all the information one by one, and there will be absolutely no concealment..." the middle-aged man nodded.

At this time, Yang Biao stood up slightly, stood up in front of Mo Wen, and said in a low voice: "mosquito, the situation of the first prison is very complicated. As you said, there are talents needed by the country. Let's say, Huaxia can control all the ancient martial schools and families. It is the first prison's deterrent that makes today's stability possible, The first prison is one of the most important criminals of the ancient martial school in China. They are all first-class experts. Everyone's hands are covered with the blood of the Chinese people. All along, the first prison is occupied by the 89 generation patriarch of your Mo family, and your Master Lao San is also among them... In recent decades, there has never been any change. Now I don't know why this virus suddenly appears, It caused the riot in the first prison. Maybe things haven't got out of hand yet. Do you even have the heart to kill your granddad? And your master... "

"What? They... They're in the first prison, too? " Mo asked today is the first time to hear such a shocking first prison, actually Mo family and the old guy are also involved in it, what's the matter? Mo Wen's face was uncertain, and he was vaguely aware of some kind of interest relationship in the first prison.

"Yes, it's a fact, and it's also a secret of the high level of China. Mo zhantian and Lao San, the master of sanbuyi in mojialing, don't know whether they are alive or dead now. If even your master can't solve this toxin, how serious the consequences will be. Now my father's idea is to let you bring this herb of snake scale fruit into the control area of the first prison, and then wait for an opportunity to break through and control the situation, If you have no way to control the situation, then the next step, let's carry out the next step to erase the plan, the only purpose is not to let any criminal of the first prison escape from the control area... "Yang Biao nodded and said what he had hidden in his heart.

"I take this task... But I have conditions..." Mo Wen stares at Yang Biao without expression.

"You say... As long as it's not too much, I can contact you immediately and fight for it for you..." Yang Biao and the middle-aged man nodded one after another. In front of such a task, it's normal not to ask for anything. Can't you let him die empty handed? No one is willing to do such a stupid thing.

"First, the female soldiers of the blood spirit special corps will cancel the secret mission. Second, the medicine soup of the snake scale fruit is all armored in the weapons. Every participant must have one such weapon in his hand..."

"It's no problem. I can agree to your request without passing the leader..." Yang Biao replied with a smile.

"Don't be happy yet. I haven't finished yet." Mo Wen lightly smiles, frowns and says: "third, and the most critical point, the power group of the National Security Bureau and the ancient martial arts experts must cooperate with the members of the Xueling special team, integrate their strength, and rearrange their formation. You must give me absolute rights. No one can disobey orders. If someone disobeys orders, I have absolute power of life and death..."

"This..." the old guys of the National Security Bureau are all the treasures of the country, and they are used to being arrogant at ordinary times. All of a sudden, they will be in a mood with a young man. I'm afraid it's not so easy to do this.

Not to mention that Yang Biao can't do it, even Yang Tianbao's status as an old man can't do it.

"What? Are you in trouble? If there is any difficulty, I will not be able to accept this mission. I want to ensure the smooth completion of the mission and the safety of every participant. No one is allowed to threaten the life of my brother Xing. If these small things cause chaos in China and the blood of the people, you are the culprits of China, You can measure it yourself... "Don't ask, sit back on the sofa, scorn to light cigarettes, and enjoy the delicious taste of cigarettes leisurely, as if you were not worried about the riot in the first prison.

It's not that Mo Wen is not in a hurry. In fact, he is more anxious than anyone else. Especially when he heard Yang Biao say that there are mo family members and his master in the first prison, Mo Wen's mood immediately became flustered.

Of course, it was also this fluster that made Mo Wen weigh the interests. His medical skills were trained by the old man himself. Since the old man was in the first prison, he could completely control the spread of the virus and could not allow the virus to be so tyrannical. Because of this, Mo Wen gradually became quiet.

At this time, Yang Biao and the middle-aged man left the office. They used satellite phones one after another to communicate with the upper authorities about several requirements put forward by Mo Wen.

At the same time, Mo Wen is also in contact with the blood spirit special team and Chen Yi and other people's situation, after determining the position of these people, Mo Wen just let go.

The office is quiet. Mo Wen leans on the sofa and suddenly has an impulse to see LAN Xiaofeng. He threw LAN Xiaofeng to LAN Zhendong a few days ago. This is really cruel to this girl. LAN Zhendong, Qiu Lin and LAN Xiaofeng are strangers who have never been in contact with each other. Even if they are father daughter and mother daughter, they can't communicate well.

What's more, LAN Xiaofeng was sent out by Mo Wen in a certain emotional situation. Once she woke up and found that Mo Wen was not around, what would the girl think?

"I don't know how the girl is now... Will she hate me?" Mo Wenwei squints at the window and mumbles to himself.

Thinking of this, Mo Wen's face was dignified. He snuffed out his cigarette. Just as he wanted to get up to see LAN Xiaofeng, Yang Biao and the middle-aged man pushed the door in and brought a fat middle-aged man in camouflage uniform.

"Comrade chief, Yuan Bin, leader of the special operations team of the National Security Bureau, has come to report for duty. Please give instructions from the chief..."

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