Domineering of the giants: the little sweetheart of the young army

Mr. Xu is the leader of the 3K organization.

His words are very deterrent.

Rice is not yet thirty at the moment, and in 3K, he only has a little power of his own, Mr. Xu, is his head.

Rice could only take the phone with both hands respectfully, and said indifferently, "Hello?"

I don't know what was said on the phone, Les just glanced at Mo Jiu, and finally could only nod, "Okay, got it."

Brother Ying smiled beautifully, "Leis, Mr. Xu's people will be here in a while, this time, we need to work together!"

Saying that, he extended his hand to Les.

Les looked at his hands, turned around and picked up little Mojiu, and walked outside.

Brother Ying's hands were in mid-air, very embarrassed, and when Les walked out of the door, he spat hard at his back: "Bah, what is it!"

As soon as he walked out of the hospital, there were more than a dozen 3K thugs behind Rice.

At the entrance of the hospital, a Porsche black car stopped quickly, and the most trusted person around Mr. Xu came down. The person who knew Rice's personality looked curiously at Mo Jiu, who was timidly in his arms, and then did not reach out. He just smiled and said, "Les, happy cooperation!"

Rice knew that Mr. Xu had sent him to monitor him, and his phoenix eyes sank, but he just nodded slightly as a signal.

Rice is proud, which is considered a courtesy to the other party.

Sure enough, the man grinned and bared his teeth, "Mr. Xu said, I'm only in charge of watching, and the decision-making actions are up to you and Brother Ying."

After saying this, the man smiled again, "Mr. Xu also said that he will keep your loyalty in mind. Besides, don't be emotional. You are still young and you will have many descendants."

Les listened, his phoenix eyes flashed again, but he could only nod his head.

There is no way, the recent China list has caused a lot of trouble. Among the rare Chinese in 3K, Mr. Xu has long been eyeing him.

This time, Mr. Xu gave him a chance to prove his innocence.

For this kind of opportunity, as a person who wants and must stay in 3K, he must accept it happily without any resistance.

A row of more than a dozen black cars rowed arrogantly across the streets of country S, heading for the steel factory with few people, for the final duel.

In the car, Les hugged Xiao Mojiu all the time.

Little Mojiu, who was unaware of the danger, had already fallen asleep in Rice's arms.

Mo Jiu looked at Rice who was silent, although he was in a dream, he was very puzzled.

Rice is a descendant of the Chinese emperor, and he was born to feel that he is noble and inviolable.

But at 3K, even she could see that Rice was in a bad situation, so according to his arrogant nature, he should have been sentenced to 3K long ago, why did he have to stay here? !

Could it be that……

A thought suddenly flashed in Mo Jiu's mind, a thought that made her extremely excited but felt impossible.

Could it be that... Rice is Huaxia An's spy inserted into 3K? !

But...how is this possible!

Mo Jiu looked at Rice, who was less than 30 years old, in shock, and looked at that young face, and felt that he was so shocked by the things he had imagined that he could not speak.

Not right...

If Rice was a spy, how could he personally participate in the killing of Uncle Long?

Or……

Mo Jiu looked forward, and the things in her memory also deviated?

Could it be that the confrontation between Rice and Uncle Long, 3K and Huaxia, and her young age in the middle, didn't understand it at all?

What is the truth of the matter?