At that time, wait for this message to reach the ears of old man Gan.
The old man Gan will naturally connect everything that happened in Duanjiazhai with his own goods.
It's not hard to imagine that when old man Gan wanted to come, the reason why the cultist mercenary group would take action against Duanjiazhai was for this batch of his goods.
Otherwise, what would a group of mercenaries do to a small stockade in Duanjiazhai?
At that time, the old man Gan will be furious, and he will follow the clues to find the gold master of the cult mercenary group.
The Gan family in Daqulian Province may not be able to compare to a behemoth like the Ding family.
But it is still very easy to find out the behind-the-scenes sponsor of the cult mercenary group.
This is Lin Mo's strategy to drive away wolves!
The three were shocked when they heard the plan.
"Big brother is worthy of being a big brother, this plan is really insidious, ah no, it's wise!"
The prince hurriedly flattered, and halfway through speaking, he seemed to sense something was wrong, and hurriedly opened his mouth.
Di Yun said nothing, but Duan Dashan was full of admiration and even a little gloating.
"Lin Shaoying! In this way, let them bite the dog!"
Lin Mo did what he said, and quickly instructed Di Yun to bring the deputy commander and his party to the place where Old Man Gan hid the goods under the banner of the cult mercenary group.
They didn't say a word, just took out the gasoline and poured it all over the warehouse.
Then, take out the lighter and lightly light the fire.
A fiery snake rose along the gasoline on the ground.
After a while, the entire warehouse was burned with raging flames, and black smoke billowed.
Old Man Gan arranged for the spies in Duanjiazhai to watch from a distance.
One by one, like a ghost, their faces were bloodless.
After a long time, someone stretched out a trembling hand and dialed Old Man Gan.
beep...beep...
After a long time, Gan's impatient voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Hello? What's wrong?"
After Lin Mo found out that he was hiding goods in Duanjiazhai, he had no good feelings for these spies who were arranged in Duanjiazhai.
If it weren't for the fact that these subordinates were too rubbish, his hidden goods would not have been discovered.
"Not good! Something big happened!"
Hear the spies.
Old Man Gan couldn't help but slightly raised his eyebrows.
Something big happened?
The hidden goods have been discovered, what else can happen?
"What's up?"
he asked subconsciously.
"The goods and the goods have been burned!"
"What did you say!"
At the moment when he heard this, the old man Duan only felt the darkness in front of his eyes, as if thousands of ants were crawling on his heart.
"Can you say that again!"
It was almost a roar from him.
The spy on the other end of the phone wanted to die, and his tone trembled.
"Goods, all seven tons of goods in our colony were burned!"
Confirmed the subordinate's information.
Duan Dashan couldn't help feeling the darkness in front of him, and his whole body slumped on the chair.
"Who dares to burn my goods! Is it Lin Mo?"
"No, it's a mercenary called a cultist."
"Good! Good! Good! Even a mercenary dares to burn my goods! I want to see who is standing behind them!"
Old Man Gan's eyes were red, and he was about to lose his mind.
But fortunately, he still maintained the last trace of sobriety.
He knew that a mere mercenary would never dare to touch his goods easily!
Behind these mercenaries, there must be power!
After hanging up the phone, Old Man Gan said nothing.
With a big wave of his hand, he called out all the armed forces that the Gan family had raised over the years.
Helicopters flew out directly from Gan's house, followed by transport vehicles on the ground, and even a missile vehicle could be vaguely seen!
The group of people rushed towards Duanjiazhai aggressively.
Soon, they met with Yu Tai and his party who were waiting at the foot of the mountain.
When You Tai saw them, she was shocked.
Just wanted to go up to ask the intention, but unexpectedly!
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