It wasn't that the Crown Prince thought that Kong Lao's bargaining was too harsh, but that apart from Kong Zhi, the people sent by the Kong family had already been wiped out.

Forget it, in order to prevent Mr. Kong from vomiting blood and dying, it was rare for the crown prince to be kind.

"Okay, no problem, by the way, if this batch of supplies is to be found, Mr. Kong, you'd better check it yourself.

If there is a flaw, I will chop off your son's hand, thank you! "

Snapped! The voice fell, and the phone hung up.

Kong Xiangtian directly smashed the phone in his hand.

"Damn, when did my Kong family suffer such humiliation?"

In a fit of rage, he overturned the desk in front of him, and this action instantly made the person on the opposite side shiver.

"I'm so timid, how can I do things in my Confucius family? The housekeeper dragged him down and buried it for me. It's not an eyesore."

The housekeeper on the side knew that the master was in a fit of anger, so he consciously did not persuade him. He just gestured to the servant and then led the other person and quickly left the place together.

After saying that, the prince hung up the phone, then raised his head and laughed.

"Hahaha, I never thought this kid would be so valuable.

If it weren't for the fear that the old man would refuse our terms in a fit of rage, I really wanted to tell him the truth about the annihilation of the group. "

Lin Mo smiled faintly beside him, he already knew the result of this.

"Tiger poison doesn't eat children, as long as Kong Zhi is in our hands, he has to find a way to save him back.

Alright, since the Kong family has already agreed, let's have people prepare for the handover. "

Exchanging these important firepower with a piece of waste will not only strengthen one's own strength, but also weaken the Kong family.

Under this situation, it is just a good preparation for the slaughter of the Kong family in the future.

After the completion of this matter, Lin Mo contacted Chen Jin again, intending to ask him if there are any masters who knew how to use sniper, preferably the kind who retired from the combat department of the Wumeng League.

After Chen Jin received Lin Mo's call, he immediately said that there was no problem. After so many years of fighting in the Wumeng League, he naturally understood how promising Lin Mo, a rising star, had in the future.

Since joining Lin Mo's command, Chen Jin felt that he had no achievements, and now the opportunity has finally come.

"Retired sniper?"

Chen Jin muttered to himself with a happy smile.

The failure of the Kong family to send elites to kill Lin Mo twice has also spread in Da Qu after time.

Some accused the Kong family of being incompetent, and the two young people couldn't handle it.

Some were surprised by Lin Mo's strength, and they began to investigate Lin Mo's background, but with the cooperation of the Kyoto Martial Alliance, Da Qu's information was directly blocked at the level of the Zhao family.

This also gave everyone an illusion that Lin Mo was a rising star who was secretly cultivated by **.

As for Lin Mo, he was just so happy. After all, if his identity as Wumeng Zhenyue's envoy was completely made public, all he faced might be the target of all the forces in Da Qu.

A few days later, Lin Mo was working on the Dugu Jiu Xuan needle at the medical center, and the prince came over with a group of strange faces.

As soon as he entered the door, the prince said excitedly.

"Brother, the sniper contacted by Chen Jin and Captain Chen is here!"

Before coming here, the prince was still dissatisfied. Isn't it just a few snipers, and he still needs foreign aid?

Therefore, when they first met, the prince deliberately made things difficult for these people. It was not until Tong Jun, who took the lead, set up a gun, which accurately exploded five kilometers away, behind the head of a sparrow, and the prince was completely convinced.

If Ah Fei hadn't stopped him, the prince would have almost knelt down and learned the arts.

"Master Zhenyue, Tong Jun, the former head of the 64th Sniper Division of the Wumeng League, came to report."

As soon as his voice fell, the forty-nine companions behind him stopped together, beating their chests and backs with one hand, their movements neat and neat.

This is the professional quality of Wumeng's combat troops. JrNovels.com