One step away, he will be able to control the most core power and secrets.
He has already mastered more than half of the old man's business, and this part, the d product, has mastered more than the underground network of the mere a city, and can even export it abroad.
He desperately needs this opportunity.
Just the price of this opportunity...
Mo Xian's faith was shaken.
He stood there silently, as if tearing at his conscience and his already blackened soul.
Qin Yu or power, which is more important to him?
In just one step, he will be able to sit on the ground, and he will no longer have to look at anyone's face in the future, and he will no longer even have to fear the threat and surveillance of the police.
He can go abroad, he can escape, he can do whatever he wants.
But what about Qin Yu?
He gritted his teeth, Qingjun's facial features were full of struggles.
The old man stared at him quietly, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.
Two minutes later, he hadn't made a decision.
But the old man was a little impatient.
He took a sip of the tea cup beside him 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 want to destroy everything you got for a time bomb?
Of course, you can refuse me, and you will still be the person I trust most in the future, but I won't let you touch it again with regard to the d product. "
There was a certain threat and warning in his words.
Mo Xian's eyes met his, but neither of them gave in.
It's just that the old man is complacent and even better.
A moment of silence.
Mo Xian gritted his teeth and said very difficult words:
"A period of time, how long?"
If he can ask this sentence, it means that he has compromised on the psychological defense line.
With a cold smile between his eyebrows, the old man said casually:
"A month."
Mo Xian's complexion was dark, and he clenched his fist tightly. Looking at the old man's eyes, there was already some indifference and killing of unknown meaning.
Just so what?
Now is not the time.
If you kill the old man, you won't be able to escape.
Uncle Qian can be the first to collapse and take the top position himself.
He will not make wedding dresses for others.
After a few seconds.
With a certain expression, he looked at the old man coldly:
"Okay, I'll pick you up in a month."
The old man gave him a meaningful look and nodded:
"I'll let someone tell you the location of tonight's trade, go and prepare."
Mo Xian's face was cold, as if the cold wind had hit him, and the gloom in his eyes prevailed.
His fists loosened.
Turn around and leave.
He and Qin Yu couldn't be together for a while.
She married someone before, didn't he still grab it back?
This time, it's only a month.
The big deal, after he has the power of the old man, he will kill the old man to avenge her.
I can only feel sorry for her first.
He knew that he was sorry for her.
But he had no choice.
He has gone down a road of no return.
On this road, if he doesn't come to the end, if he doesn't stand at the highest position, he will be killed by someone as a pawn at any time.
He walked all the way through thorns and thorns, and he was close to succeeding.
Reason tells him that he must not lose the big because of the small!
But the devil is insane.
After he went out, he looked at Qin Yu's uneasy face and pitiful eyes.