Mo Xian's words fell.

The air instantly condenses.

Uncle Qian's fat and oily face shook instantly, and his eyes were wide open:

"Don't show, you..."

He was about to start beating and scolding.

The old man scolded with an ugly expression:

"Enough, do you think you are here to argue today?"

Mo Xian glanced at Uncle Qian indifferently.

The old man snorted coldly, very dissatisfied with both of them.

But he didn't hesitate and pointed at Amei:

"You take away the person, but I have a condition."

Mo Xian raised his eyebrows, "Old man, just say whatever instructions you have."

The old man's eyes fell on Qin Yu again, he narrowed his eyes, with some calculations:

"Let her stay with me for a while."

Mo Xian's face suddenly became cold.

Even Qin Yu was so shocked that he didn't know how to react.

She went to see Mo Xian in surprise, with a little worry and fear in her eyes, afraid that Mo Xian would really agree to the old man's conditions.

Uncle Qian chuckled.

Although the old man did not give him face, he did not leave it for Mo Xian either!

Amei looked at Qin Yu with cold and jealousy, feeling that she was completely humiliated like a joke.

She was like a toy, throwing it away if she said she wanted to throw it away.

But dead silent for a few seconds.

Mo Xian said, "Impossible."

The old man's eyes were a little scrutiny and oppression, and he smiled, "Come in with me."

He turned around and went to the lounge behind the screen.

Qin Yu looked at Mo Xian nervously, and she always had a bad premonition.

The old man seemed to give in step by step.

But every step of retreat seemed to be intentional, leading Mo Xian's nose.

And what about her?

It was just a chess piece among them.

Qin Yu closed his eyes, his nervous mood rising and falling, as if he couldn't touch the bottom, and his heart was always hanging.

She stood there with her eyes a little red, but Jin gritted her teeth and didn't speak.

Mo Xian looked at her worries and felt soft. He walked over and patted her shoulder, and said in a low voice:

"Don't worry, no one can bully you except me."

She raised her eyes and met his gaze.

Mo Xian didn't stop for a long time and turned around and left.

Her eyes followed him away until she disappeared.

Then he wandered to other places.

Can she trust him?

Zhang Li's words were all in his ears, and she didn't have that much confidence in her weight in Mo Xian's heart.

If she was asked to please an old man, it would be better to let her die!

The old man sat on his head and looked at him with awesomeness:

"Mo Xian, I didn't joke with you. After a while, if you still want that woman, you will take it back."

Mo Xian's face was solemn, and his eyes were dark:

"The old man is as kind as a mountain to me, but I will never repay my kindness with my woman."

The old man narrowed his eyes, suddenly sneered, and leaned forward slightly.

He heard a sentence in a low voice:

"Mo Xian, you have a casino and a printing factory in your hands, but I know what you have always wanted is not these.

There are two hours left, and there will be a deal, and if you agree, you can come forward in person.”

Mo Xian's eyes suddenly became heavier, his face changed a few times, and his breathing was slightly rapid.

Compared with the old man, his performance is still too young and too young.

He stood there in a tangled manner, his whole body was so tight.

Qin Yu's face passed through his mind countless times. If he threw her away, she would definitely hate him.

Even if you want to kill him, you might even think of it.

But this opportunity was something he had been looking forward to for a long time.

He installed someone next to the old man and knew that the old man had not lie to him.

One step away from him, he can control the most core power and secrets.

He has already mastered more than half of the old man's business, but only this part is missing. He has mastered more than just a city A and can even export it abroad.

He urgently needed this opportunity.

It's just the price of this opportunity...

Mo Xian's belief was shaken.

He stood there silently, as if tearing his conscience and his already blackened soul.

Which one is more important to Qin Yu or Power?

Just one step away from him, he can sit in the underground world. He will no longer have to look at anyone's face, and he will no longer have to fear the threats and surveillance of the police.

He can go abroad, escape, and do whatever he wants.

But what about Qin Yu?

He gritted his teeth, his handsome facial features were full of struggle.

The old man stared at him quietly, with an unknown smile on his lips.

Two minutes later, he had not made a decision.

But the old man was already a little impatient.

He took a teacup beside him and took a sip and coughed:

"Mo Xian, you'd better recognize the reality. It's not easy for you to get to where you are today. Do you have to destroy everything you get for a time bomb?

Of course, you can reject me, and you will still be the person I trust the most in the future, but I will not let you touch the D-quality product again."

There was some threat and warning in his words.

Mo Xian's eyes met his eyes, and neither of them gave in.

But the old man was proud and even better.

A moment of silence.

Mo Xian gritted his teeth and said it was very difficult:

"How long does it take for a period of time?"

The reason why he could ask this is that he had compromised on his psychological defense line.

The old man said casually with a cold smile between his eyebrows and eyes:

"A month."

Mo Xian's face was dark and he clenched his fists tightly. Looking at the old man's eyes, he was already filled with some unidentified indifference and murderous attack.

But so what?

Now is not the time.

If you kill the old man, you can't run out.

Uncle Qian was the first to collapse and he was on his own.

He will not make wedding dresses for others.
To be continued...